Channa Mereya


‘Channa’, in Punjabi, means the moon.

The Moon.

The constant companion of lovers throughout the history of mankind.

There was a time once, a very long time ago, when I used to look up at the moon and feel comforted that if nothing else, someone I knew, and I shared this one thing every single night. I would sit and watch it for hours, and I remember feeling amazed at how quickly it moved and that I never noticed it before. Or maybe time slowed down for just me and, no one and nothing else did ever see its effects.

Now that I think about it, the moon must have been a source of comfort for millions of other lovers who’ve lived through time.

I often wonder how lonely the Earth must have been that it called for the Moon, and the Moon, like a faithful lover, carefully aligned itself with our planet, vowing to be hers till the end of time.

Like every other lover, it has its moments of absence too.

But then it remembers.
And it returns every single time, almost.

It doesn’t give up. Instead, each time it shows up, it showers the planet with all the light  it can borrow from a burning star to remove the darkness in the planet’s heart. So much for one planet.

So much, and all of it, by chance. By design, too.

And to do this for years is insane. For 4.53 billion years.

Forever, from a distance. That’s something.

It could have been just another rock, but no. It isn’t. Somewhere it chose not to be one.

It’s the Moon.

Earth’s Moon.

Its heart beating in songs of love, in lullabies, in poetry, in paintings, in still pictures and in sculptures. Each night when lovers bathe in its light, hiding between shadows, its heart beats through them. Each night when a mother holds her child in her arms and sings to her of the Suns and Moons, its heart beats through them too. And maybe, we will remember it forever, won’t we?



I read a quote by David M. Eagleman a couple of days ago and I can’t stop thinking about it:

There are three deaths: the first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.

I fear my name will be forgotten soon. That unlike the Moon and the Earth, my love story would be rather short. Possibly forgotten and lost in the magnificent folds of time. Maybe.



Anyway, this song, Channa Mereya, from the film Ae Dil Hai Mushkil, has been beautifully penned by Amitabh Bhattacharya and composed by Pritam with Arijit Singh weaving his magic through it with his voice.

This song is rather.. catchy. I see that it’s latched on to people’s minds and everyone’s got their own reasons for it. It reminds them of some place. That place could be a person too. But whatever their reasons may be, I do like this very much!

PS. This one is for my roommate, Rumi, a.k.a. Anupama Sharma, (WHO LOVES THIS SONG, BY THE WAY) and is the coolest roommate ever. No, she absolutely didn’t ask me to write this.





Here’s my interpretation!

Channa Mereya

Achha chalta hun
Duaaon mein yaad rakhna
Mere zikr ka 
Zubaan pe suwaad rakhna

I think it’s time to leave now
But.. just remember me
In all your prayers

Remember me
And the taste of my name
on your tongue

Dil ke sandookon mein 
Mere achhe kaam rakhna
Chitthi taaron mein bhi
Mere tu salaam rakhna

In all the secrets you’ve hidden
And buried away in your heart
Remember everything we shared
In the letters you write 
And the stars you gaze upon 
Remember my name


Andhera tera
Maine le liya
Mera ujla sitaara
Tere naam kiya

I’ve devoured your darkness (Like the Moon does, for Earth)
The shining star within me (The soul of the Moon, the Sun)
Is yours now.. Everything is.


Channa mereya mereya
Channa mereya mereya 
Channa mereya mereya beliya
Channa mereya mereya 
Channa mereya mereya 
Channa mereya mereya beliya
O piya..

My moon, my love
My moon
My moon, the light of my soul
Love of mine
My moon
My moon, my love

Piya.. O piya.

Lover.. my lover.


Mehfil mein teri
Hum na rahe toh
Gham toh nahi hai
Gham toh nahi hai

I know I can’t be with you anymore
But it doesn’t sadden me

It doesn’t change anything


Kisse humaare nazdeekiyon ke
Kam toh nahi hain
Kam toh nahi hain

I have all your memories with me
Of all the times we shared

There’s plenty
And it’s enough for me


Kitni daffa subah ko meri
Tere aangan mein baithe
Maine shaam kiya

I have lost count
Of the number of days

I’ve turned into nights
Just sitting in your verandah with you

Channa mereya mereya
Channa mereya mereya

Tere rukh se apna raasta
Mod ke chala
Chandan hun main
Apni khushboo chhodke chala

I have separated my ways from yours now
But I am like sandal
My fragrance will linger in the air around you
Long after I’m gone too


Mann ki maaya rakhke tere
Takiye tale
Bairagi, bairagi ka sooti chola
Odhke chala

Every wish and desire I ever had
I’ve snuck it under your pillow
I’ve become a saint, my love
Look.. I’ve adorned the cotton clothes they wear too
(I have nothing more to lose)


Channa mereya mereya 
Channa mereya mereya 
Channa mereya mereya beliya
O piya..

Lover of mine, my moon
My moon, my love
My moon
Oh love..



अच्छा चलता हूँ
दुआओं में याद रखना
मेरे ज़िक्र का जुबां पे स्वाद रखना

दिल के संदूकों में
मेरे अच्छे काम रखना
चिट्ठी तारों में भी
मेरा तू सलाम रखना

अँधेरा तेरा
मैंने ले लिया
मेरा उजला सितारा
तेरे नाम किया

चन्ना मेरेया मेरेया
चन्ना मेरेया मेरेया
चन्ना मेरेया मेरेया बलिया
ओ पिया..

तेरे रुख से अपना रास्ता
मोड़ के चला
चन्दन हूँ मैं
अपनी खुशबू छोड़ के चला

मन की माया रखके तेरे
तकिये तले
बैरागी, बैरागी का सूती चोला
ओढ़के चला

चन्ना मेरेया मेरेया
चन्ना मेरेया मेरेया
चन्ना मेरेया मेरेया बलिया
ओ पिया..


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  1. Well you have with your imagination and the power of narrative, combined the celestial love to the the love of the mortals………giving it an mortal lease of life …..Whao..Brilliant

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