‘Main Hoon Balatkari’ song puts Yo Yo Honey Singh in deep trouble


With the Punjab and Haryana High Court coming down heavily on the lewd lyrics of songs sung by singer-rapperHoney Singh, the Punjab Police Friday booked him for singing vulgar songs in public.HONEY-SINGH

case was registered against the singer under provisions of Section 294 (singing, reciting or uttering any obscene song, ballad or words, in or near any public place) of the Indian Penal Code in Punjab’s Nawanshahr town, some 80 km from here, a police official said.

“We have registered a case against singer Honey Singhfor his vulgar songs following the high court directions,” Superintendent of Police S.S. Bhangoo told over phone from Nawanshahr.

The police officer was, however, evasive when asked as to why a case was not registered against the singerwhen a complaint against him was filed by an NGO earlier this year.

The Punjab and Haryana High Court had Tuesday directed the Punjab Police to book Honey Singh for singing songs based on sexual themes and innuendoes.

A division bench of the high court said that Honey Singh‘s “songs make us hang our heads in shame”. The bench said that singers like him should be boycotted as his songs were disrespectful to women.

Honey Singh had courted controversy over the lyrics of his song “main hoon balatkari” (I am a rapist). However, he claimed that he had only sung the song but had not written the lyrics.

A voluntary organisation called HELP (Human Empowerment League Punjab) had filed a police complaint againstHoney Singh and some other singers in January this year. However, no action was taken against them. It is only after the high court‘s intervention that Honey Singh has been booked by the police.

The NGO in its complaint had claimed that the songs of these singers projected women in poor light, promoted violence against women and even encouraged rape.

“We welcome the directions of the high court and the case registered against Honey Singh. This should have happened much earlier. We will take up the matter of vulgar songs by other singers as well,” HELP’s general secretary Parvinder Singh Kitna said.

By , canindia 

An Open Letter to Yo Yo Honey Singh #Hiphop #Vaw #Misogyny


A number of voices — some cogent, some misguided — have come out in protest against Honey Singh’s ‘obscene’ & ‘inflammatory’ lyrics, but Annie Zaidi writes that the matter of vital important is the rapper’s casual depiction of wanton violence against women

ANNIE ZAIDI  5th Jan 2013, Sunday Guardian

 

 

 

Members of Progressive Student’s Association protesting against Honey Singh’s ‘anti-women, vulgar and disturbing’ music in Jammu on 4 August, 2012

Dear Yo Yo Honey,

Listen. What was your first word? ‘Ma’?

Words are one of the first things we ache for. A baby learns to say ‘Ma’ or ‘Pa’ or ‘Daadi’ because those are the words of first love. Then comes ‘Yes’, ‘No’, ‘Biscuit’. They point to eyes, say ‘eyes’. They are happy when they go to a park. They ask: Why do cats eat rats? Why can’t I follow you into the bathroom?

Yo Yo, a baby learns words as a way of understanding his world. Papa says he must go out to work so he can feed you. You learn that a man must make money. If Ma beats you, you learn that beating is alright. You listen to a song about heartbreak and learn that pain can be expressed through art. You hear of other boys stalking girls; you start doing the same. You want to know how sex works; you look for photos, books, videos.

Words are the tools through which we assimilate, and learn to negotiate society. This process never ends. Every year I change a little bit because of what I absorb, mostly through words. What I read, watch, experience, dream, overhear.

Society is a mish-mash of image, word and experience. This is what culture is. Artists are not loved for nothing. They grasp our shared truth. They help us derive meaning from the chaos of life.

But many male artists have confused ideas about sex, masculinity and femininity. Their lyrics and videos create fake meanings. For example, a man and woman are dancing. They are smiling. But the lyrics suggest violent sex, or hint at a disrespectful relationship. The viewer is left to connect the dots.

The women acting in most videos are not dressed in working clothes. But the men often are. Women are never shown doing any work, although most women put in twice the number of work hours.

What do the songs say? They tell a lie, right? A dangerous untruth about what women are like and what they deserve. Lyrics in your newer songs – High Heels, for instance – are entirely focused on the outer shell of a woman. It makes me wonder if you can see us as anything other than female-shaped thingies. Video after video after video.

Perhaps you’re feeling petulant. Perhaps you’ve moved on from that sort of video or lyrics, and you want everyone to forget your past.

Sadly, Yo Yo, it doesn’t work that way. Fame comes slowly. It took 6 years for your infamous song to reach my ears. Art is not witnessed or dismissed overnight. Just like violent ideas are not assimilated and put into practice overnight.

About your Gurgaon show, there were two petitions going around. I did not sign one because it used words like ‘pornographic’ and ‘offensive’. I know you have a right to give offense. Besides, I am not opposed to nudity or sexual imagery in any art form.

So, this is not about pornography. It is not about obscenity. It is definitely not about sex. I did sign the other petition because it objected to the violence embedded in your songs.

 
Lyrics in your newer songs – High Heels, for instance – are entirely focused on the outer shell of a woman. It makes me wonder if you can see us as anything other than female-shaped thingies. Video after video after video.

The free speech bogey was raised, although there’s a big difference. In other cases, it was the government imposing a ban, or a bunch of hooligans threatening physical violence, or damaging spaces where artists exhibit.

I did not threaten to attack the hotel. I just let them know that I would cease to respect the management. These are the tools of democracy, Yo Yo. If the hotel did not care for my opinion, they could have gone on with your show. But perhaps, they want to be thought of as responsive. Or maybe they’re just avoiding bad press. Maybe you’ll do a show in Gurgaon a week later.

If the government bans you, Yo Yo, I’ll protest on your side. But you have exercised your right to free speech. Now I am exercising my right. And I’m saying – Stop!

I have no desire to destroy your career, Yo Yo. This is actually about your fans. And hotels, sponsors, record labels, film producers – everyone who banks on misogyny to make money. I cannot help it if fans of songs like Choot exist. I cannot stop people from acting on their hatred and fear of women‘s sexuality. But I will not let it flow on, unchallenged.

I’m not unreasonable, Yo Yo. I read petitions before signing my name. And I accept that people can change. You could spend time thinking about what kind of music you make, and whether it is honest, whether it hurts women. You could just put out a note in the papers – or even on Facebook – taking a stand. You could do it even now.

But our ideas about democracy are funny. We forget that with fundamental rights come fundamental responsibilities. That’s what it means to be free – taking ownership of your work, your environment, your ideas.

Slowly, slowly, our society learnt to associate sex with shame and violence and self-hatred and woman-hatred. Yo Yo, we must unlearn it very quickly.

But I have said enough. You say something now. And make it mean something.

Annie Zaidi is the author of Known Turf and the co-author of The Bad Boy’s Guide to the Good Indian Girl

 

BOYCOTT New Year 2013 at Bristol Hotel Gurgaon, rapper Yo Yo Honey singh – who sings ” Choot” (cunt) #Vaw


 Rapper Honey Singh has been a chart-topper this year, and two of the five most-searched for videos on YouTube for 2012 were his songs.

The rapper’s misogynistic and deeply-troubling lyrics are unacceptable now to thousands in a country that is mourning the death of a young student who was gang-raped on a moving bus in Delhi. One song, released in 2006, brags about the different ways in which the singer will sexually assault a woman.

 In his songs , Honey Singh explains how Dope-Shope is not just not good for your health, but also harms your Punjabiyan di Shaan (pride of being from Punjab). He tells you how not to sell your land away, buying gifts for women and running after them; he makes fun of the brown girl hooked on Angrezi Weed (there is a debate raging about whether he sings Angrezi ‘beat’ or ‘weed’ or both – a confusion which Singh has not cleared), and also tells them to take pride in their brown skinned-sexuality. The cult figure that he is today however, launched itself to iconic status with the song Choot (cunt) – a song that his young fans may experience as ‘subversive’ not merely for its open use of sexually charged abuse but also for the way it seeks to teach the young floundering woman a lesson.

These pornographic lyrics are unacceptable and it is because of women hating (sic) sentiments like these that men think that it’s fine to do what they did on that bus, that December night in Delhi. Let’s put a stop to these subversive lyrics that infiltrate the minds of people who don’t know better and who then justify to themselves the rightness of a crime that harms another human being, sometimes so severely that they lose their lives.”

Mr Singh’s massive popularity is more reason why he should be held to account and told — in no uncertain terms — that his deeply offensive and regressive songs have no place in civilised society. Mr Singh is to perform because the idea is not to curb Mr Singh’s right to express himself – no matter how offensive his lyrics may be – but because the people  have the right to not listen to Honey Singh.

Choot lyrics: rough translation

 

Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari

Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari

Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon

Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon

 

They say the whole village has fucked you

My cock is also prepared now

I shall take your pussy today

If I don’t, then I am no jat  (Chorus)

Repeat Chorus

 

Aja teri choot maroon

Tere sir se chudney ka bhoot utaroon

Choodney key baad tujhe jutey maroon

Tere mooh main apna lora dey key mooth maroon (yeah)

 

Come, I’ll screw your pussy

Get rid of you insatiable desire to be fucked

After screwing you, I’ll beat you with my shoes

I’ll thrust my cock in your mouth and masturbate- yeah!

Kar doon teri fuddi kharab

Merey jesa koi nahin meree bhudi kharab

Terey baad tere post

Bas yahi kaam kaaj mera

Kar doon ga khush tujhe

Luraa ley key naach mera

 

I’ll ruin/spoil your pussy

There is no-one like me (meaning unclear)

After you, your friends I’ll fuck

This is all I do

I’ll make you happy

Take my cock and dance.

Choda hoga tujh ko hazaroon ney

Mehngay mehngay kamroon mein

Lambi caroon mein

Bollywood key baray baray sitroon ney

Per merey lund jeesa dum naa bicharoon mein

Thousands may have fucked you

In expensive rooms

And big cars

The big stars of bollywood

But none as able as my cock (dum)

Mein karoon din raat ek

Guzar merey saath ek raat …dekh

Terey jesey maine toree ek raat mein

Aazma key dekh ley, dum kitni hai baat mein

I’m trying so hard (to get you to)

Spend a night with me, see

A woman like you I fulfil/break in one night (toree means break, taree means fulfil not sure which one it is)

I’m telling the truth- try me

Chorus

 

Gora badaan teri patli kamar

Solaan(16), sitraan(17) saal ke umar

Rehti tip top sunti hip hop

ley key chaloon tujh ko main CANDY SHOP

Your white body and slender weight

Your age 16, 17 years old

You stay tip top (dressed up), listen to hip hop

I will take you to the candy shop (I think 50 cent does a guest app in this song)

ch.. ch ..choos mera lura

aja choos mera lura

chaat merey tatte jaise aaloo ka pakoora

to hai choot ke rani

main hoon lodon ka raja

aja aja mere rani meri bansuri bajaja

 

Suck my cock

Come suck my cock

Lick my balls like they were aaloo pakora

You are the queen of cunt

I am the king of cocks

Come come play my flute

thoda uuper thoda neechey

zara haat to bataa

dekh ne dey laal fudi zara jhat to hata

moon khool apna

mera naam to chilaa

baadshah,baadshah keh key GAAND to hilaa

A little bit up, a little bit down

Help me out here

Let me see your red pussy, move your pubic hair

Open your mouth

Scream my name

Say Badshah, badsha and shake your arse

(badshah is one of the guys singing this song- look this stuff up please. I can’t look at at more of this stuff…)

 

lun utey laya appan sanday da tail

chood chood ker doon mein fudi teri fail

putt putt mommey tere waday kardoon

kano sharmawey elay lun phar too

oey gaal kar to …… Main tah bada paad doon

I’ve out oil on my cock (oil= tail)

I’ll fuck you and fuck you, make your pussy fail

I’ll grope (roughly, pinch, grab etc) your boobs and make them big (?)

Why are you hesitating/feeling shy? Here hold my cock you

Talk… I’ll rip you. (meaning unclear)

laa lei barian nu kundi booha bund kar to

merey lun da waar jewen chaley talwaar

aj cheer do mein teri patiala salwar

maar maar chupey tenu pai gaye si chaskey

hun mare chika jadoon payaa wich kas ke

aja lun teh to beja tera pose banawaan

aj nai kaal nai rooj banawaan

Bolt the windows and close the doors

My cock attacks like a sword

I’ll rip/tear your Patiala salwar

You are addicted to sex (the sentiment is you sex hungry whore like)

Now scream, when I’ve stuck it in you hard/tight

Come sit on my cock

Tera pose banawan- could make different positons in sex, could also mean I’ll make you pose for photographs- not sure

Not just today, or tomorrow, but I’ll do I everyday

 

Khoono Khoon Hoje kachi jive dul gayi dava

Chap chap marey kasey jatt sari sari raat

Oh mera naa honey singh rati batiyaan bujhwaan

Nawi gadeyaan chalawaan naley fudiyaan sujaawaan

Your underwear will be soaked with blood like medicine spilt (I think this indicates heavy bleeding. Also, term khoono-khon suggests grave injury)

Jat is thrusting hard all night

Oh my name is honey singh, I put the light out at night (get laid)

I drive new cars and cause cunts to swell

Chorus- x 2

 

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