Ghazal
ख़ुशी है सब को कि ऑपरेशन में ख़ूब निश्तर ये चल रहा है
This ghazal is a sharp satire on aggressive interventions and superficial reforms where people celebrate the process while the victim quietly perishes. It also reflects on the transient nature of existence and the relentless, destructive passage of time.
Source: rekhta · HI
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ख़ुशी है सब को कि ऑपरेशन में ख़ूब निश्तर ये चल रहा है
किसी को इस की ख़बर नहीं है मरीज़ का दम निकल रहा है
All rejoice that the scalpel cuts so deftly in this operation, yet none perceives that the patient is drawing his very last breath.
Everyone is pleased that the scalpel is operating so smoothly in the surgery, but no one notices that the patient is taking his last breath.
2
फ़ना इसी रंग पर है क़ाइम फ़लक वही चाल चल रहा है
शिकस्ता ओ मुंतशिर है वो कल जो आज साँचे में ढल रहा है
Oblivion holds its steadfast sway, the heavens play their timeless game: broken and scattered by tomorrow lies all that is cast in molds today.
Destruction remains constant in its course and the heavens (fate) continue their usual ways; whatever is being formed in a mold today will be broken and scattered tomorrow.
3
ये देखते हो जो कासा-ए-सर ग़ुरूर-ए-ग़फ़लत से कल था ममलू
यही बदन नाज़ से पला था जो आज मिट्टी में गल रहा है
This skull you see before you now was brimmed with heedless pride just yesterday; this very flesh, once reared in luxury, now rots to dust in common clay.
This skull that you see was filled with heedless pride just yesterday, and this very body, once nurtured with immense pampering, is now rotting away in the dust.
4
समझ हो जिस की बलीग़ समझे नज़र हो जिस की वसीअ' देखे
अभी यहाँ ख़ाक भी उड़ेगी जहाँ ये क़ुल्ज़ुम उबल रहा है
Let those with ripe discernment grasp, let those with expansive vision see: dust will soon scatter and blow right here, where this ocean seethes today.
Let those with profound understanding grasp and those with broad vision see, that soon only dust will blow in this very place where an ocean is surging today.
5
कहाँ का शर्क़ी कहाँ का ग़र्बी तमाम दुख सुख है ये मसावी
यहाँ भी इक बा-मुराद ख़ुश है वहाँ भी इक ग़म से जल रहा है
Why speak of East, why speak of West? Joy and sorrow everywhere are equal: here too, one thrives with wishes granted; there too, one burns in sorrow's flame.
There is no distinction between East and West as joy and sorrow are equal everywhere; here, too, someone is happy having their wish fulfilled, and there, too, someone is burning with grief.
6
उरूज-ए-क़ौमी ज़वाल-ए-क़ौमी ख़ुदा की क़ुदरत के हैं करिश्मे
हमेशा रद्द-ओ-बदल के अंदर ये अम्र पोलिटिकल रहा है
The rise and fall of nations are wonders of divine decree; / Yet ever caught in constant flux, this political affair will be.
The rise and fall of nations are wonders of God's divine power, and political matters have always remained in a state of constant change and flux.
7
मज़ा है स्पीच का डिनर में ख़बर ये छपती है पाइनियर में
फ़लक की गर्दिश के साथ ही साथ काम यारों का चल रहा है
There is relish in dinner speeches, as The Pioneer prints the tale; Alongside the turning of the heavens, our friends' pursuits prevail.
Speeches at dinners are enjoyed and the news is published in the Pioneer newspaper; thus, alongside the rotation of the heavens, our friends' affairs keep moving forward.
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