Ghazal
याद है शादी में भी हंगामा-ए-या-रब मुझे
This ghazal explores the poet's profound inner turmoil, where even joyous occasions are tinged with spiritual yearning and a hidden smile of defiance. It delves into the liberating power of expression and the paradoxical nature of finding solace in unfulfilled desires, even to the point of envying the calm of prisoners. The poet's heart is drawn to the bittersweet 'pleasures of longing,' seeing the breaking of a wish as its ultimate meaning.
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याद है शादी में भी हंगामा-ए-या-रब मुझे
सुब्हा-ए-ज़ाहिद हुआ है ख़ंदा ज़ेर-ए-लब मुझे
Even in moments of joy, I remember my 'O Lord!' cries; The ascetic's morning has become a hidden smile for me.
Even in moments of happiness, I remember my cries of 'O Lord!'; for me, the ascetic's morning has now become a hidden smile on my lips.
2
है कुशाद-ए-ख़ातिर-ए-वा-बस्ता दर रहन-ए-सुख़न
था तिलिस्म-ए-क़ुफ़्ल-ए-अबजद ख़ाना-ए-मकतब मुझे
My bound mind's unfolding, to speech is held in pawn; The school for me, was the alphabet's locked enigma drawn.
The unfolding of my bound mind is held in pawn by speech. For me, the school was the enigma of the alphabet's lock.
3
या रब इस आशुफ़्तगी की दाद किस से चाहिए
रश्क आसाइश पे है ज़िंदानियों की अब मुझे
O Lord, from whom to seek redress for this chaotic plight?I now envy the comfort of the prisoners' calm respite.
O Lord, from whom should I seek justice for this chaotic state? I now envy the comfort and ease of prisoners.
4
तब' है मुश्ताक़-ए-लज़्ज़त-हा-ए-हसरत क्या करूँ
आरज़ू से है शिकस्त-ए-आरज़ू मतलब मुझे
My nature yearns for the pleasures of longing, what am I to do?From desire itself, I seek the shattering of desire.
My nature yearns for the pleasures of longing, what can I do? My aim is to achieve the breaking of desire through desire itself.
5
दिल लगा कर आप भी 'ग़ालिब' मुझी से हो गए
'इश्क़ से आते थे माने' 'मीरज़ा' साहब मुझे
By attaching your heart, O Ghalib, you too became one like me, From love's essence, O Mirza, I once found insight.
O Ghalib, by falling in love, you too became like me. O Mirza, I used to find meanings and insights from love.
6
सुब्ह ना-पैदा है कुल्फ़त ख़ाना-ए-अदबार में
तोड़ना होता है रंग-ए-यक-नफ़स हर शब मुझे
Morning is nowhere found in this house of sorrowful doom,Each night I must break the very hue of a single breath.
Morning is nonexistent in this house of sorrowful misfortune. Every night, I am compelled to break the color of a single breath.
7
शूमी-ए-ताले' से हूँ ज़ौक़-ए-मआसी में असीर
नामा-ए-आ'माल है तारीकी-ए-कौकब मुझे
By cruel fate, I'm prisoner to sinful delight,My book of deeds, a star of deepest night.
Due to my cruel fate, I find myself enslaved by the pleasure of sins. My book of deeds is like the darkness of a star to me.
8
दर्द-ए-ना-पैदा-ओ-बे-जा तोहमत-ए-वारस्तगी
पर्दा-दार यावगी है वुसअत-ए-मशरब मुझे
My hidden pain, a baseless charge of dispassion seems,My broad outlook conceals my absurd, delirious dreams.
My hidden pain appears as a baseless accusation of dispassion. My broad outlook serves to conceal my madness.
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