O musicians, come to our gathering with your musical instruments; through your equipment and instruments, this is yet another conspiracy of yours.

The poet invites musicians to the gathering with open arms, yet playfully accuses them of plotting a sweet conspiracy. Through an elegant wordplay on 'saaz' (instruments) and 'saazish' (conspiracy), the verse hints that their melodies are not innocent—they arrive prepared to stir up buried heartaches and shatter the listener's fragile peace. It wonderfully captures the intoxicating danger of music, which offers delight while secretly plunging the soul into nostalgia and longing.