The Mahaar are a tribe of Jutt origin found in Punjab.
The tribe claims descent from Mahaar, a brother of Johiya (the ancestor of the Johiya tribe). Mahaar is said to be the elder brother of Johiya, being a son of Iyas, a Shaikh Siddiqui holyman, who is said to have married Rani Nal, daughter of the Bhatti Rajput Raja Chuharhar. Mahaar's grandson, Wag became Raja of a place called Garh Mathila. Wag . grandson, Sanwra is said to have migrated to Sirsa, in what is now Haryana. The Sirsa branch of the Mahaar are known as the Sanwrepotre (the sons of Sanwra in Hindi). Another branch settled in Shahr Fareed in Bahawalpur District At the partition of India, the Sanwrepotre, like other Muslim Jatts of the region, migrated to Pakistan.
Some days are for number One, and I need some help
Gave a call to number two, (?but) she was ready to go out
You learn something new everday, or so I've been told.
Don't lose your temper, but I forget things as I grow
old.
Never fall in love, if you can't hold it down.
All the goodness you gave out, will surely come back
reound.
And time goes so fast.
Tears, wont last.
Don't worry and never fear, cos it will be okay.
Stand proud with your shoulders back and they will listen
to what you say.
Then loyalty came and sat me down, to see if I was fine.
I asked, 'Please could you stick around', but it didn't
have the time.
And time goes so fast.
Tears, wont last.
Sometimes I think all I learnt, is always be yourself.
And I think of all the days, when I wish I was someone
else.
And time goes so fast.
Tears, wont last.