Raxtar is knwon for bringing in something new everytime for his admirers but this time what he’s made is damn serious and touches us deep within. As a human, as a victim, as a sufferer, as a someone who’s lost a loved one, this video made me feel the pain and emptiness, the inner revolt and the level of brutality all together.
The philosophical video compliments a brilliant lyrical story-telling, which proves as a unique factor in comparison to most songs released now days, which are totally meaningless.
Though it’s hard to understand what people had gone through in 1984 but this video has confronted us with the stark reality that our beautiful culture and art was brutally destroyed by the 1947 partition, the 1966 re-mapping of Punjab and the 1984 Anti-Sikh Riots (Sikh Genocide).
1984 by Raxstar & DJ Harpz
From the Immortal Productions album “Jujharu Khalsa”
Vocals & Lyrics by Raxstar
Produced by DJ Harpz
Video by Narvir & Gurbir
Here are the complete lyrics:
ENGLISH LYRICS & TRANSLATION VERSE 1
I’ve been planning this for months, saving up all I have
Now I’ve packed my bags, said goodbye to my Mum and Dad,
Got a job in the city and today’s the day I leave
Never believed I could achieve all of this at eighteen
Before any journey I go to the Gurudwara,
Matha tek ke then I’m ready to proceed further
I got dreams and ambitions and I pray for success
For my family’s health and for the Lords blessing
Now I’m on the train we’re moving
Thinking about my life and how it slowly started improving
I hope that I can make some new friends when I get there
7 hours cooped up in here I need some fresh air
I can’t explain it but for some reason a nervous feeling in me
The train slows down as we’re pulling in to Delhi
I’m looking out at the platform and I see a body burning
Then the mob gets on the train shouting “grab that boy with the turban”
When that mother would have seen and experienced that hurt, when that child was screamed out, when her own husband who was a Indian army soldier who used to salute India, who’s head was smashed with weapons and crushed without any remorse – think what would’ve that wife experienced and suffered who had seen her husband dying in agony this way?
I remember being confused because there was just the four of us
Me, my Mum and Dad and older brother it was always love
Round the way they call me Mr Singh’s youngest
They knew him as a soldier ‘cause he fought for our country
But Mum said the people that took him they didn’t care
I knew she was lying when she said I shouldn’t be scared
…What’s stronger than a Mother’s bond?
Why does she start crying when I ask her where my brother’s gone?
Or what they’ve done with Dad?
Are either of them ever coming back?
Why do people say we killed their mother when we didn’t?
Why are all my Uncles and cousin brothers in prison?
When none of us are criminals
And when they came here why did you tell them I’m a little girl?
And tie my hair in plaits
You said ‘cause I’m a boy and they’d have killed me for that
In our house a river of blood is flowing – for 3 days dead bodies lay. I went to alert the general, to the police, who didn’t I go to? Nobody picked up the bodies. 3 days later I gathered items from the house and cremated my son and husband at home. I am deeply thankful to those Sikhs, Christians, Muslims and Hindus who at that time helped or saved Sikhs – their humanity and conscious was alive at that time – I am thankful to those people from the bottom of my heart.
I witnessed murder a river of blood scratch that, it was a slaughter the images stuck
permanently in my mind of women and son’s, Fathers and brothers what have these innocents done
I tried to report it I tried to tell the police, They told me there’s a curfew and to get off the streets
I don’t understand, Why do they just stand and watch?
In my heart I know we’re all the same ‘cause I’m a man of God
They said they’d kill me and my family if I tried to help, This is my idea of Hell,
I thought that I had failed, My Sikh neighbour lived by himself
I snuck into his house when I found him he was all alone
We had to hide him from the killers when we brought him home
I saved a life but so many people saw me run
I just wish there was more that I could have done
Hurt should not be inflicted on any human. Not an innocent Hindu nor any innocent Muslim nor a Christian nor any innocent Sikh should die in this country. It is our duty, it is the laws duty, it is our parliaments duty that they should promote unity and foster a sense of brotherhood. If not today tomorrow – it doesn’t take long to become a slave.
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