Ghazal
इक लफ़्ज़-ए-मोहब्बत का अदना ये फ़साना है
This ghazal contemplates the boundless and sacred nature of love, illustrating how a single emotion can encompass both the quiet confines of a lover's heart and the vastness of the universe. It blends romantic longing with spiritual devotion, portraying tears of yearning as beads in a prayer rosary.
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इक लफ़्ज़-ए-मोहब्बत का अदना ये फ़साना है
सिमटे तो दिल-ए-आशिक़ फैले तो ज़माना है
Such is the humble tale of that single word called love: confined, it is the lover's heart; expanded, the entire universe.
This is the humble tale of a single word called love: if it contracts, it is merely the lover's heart, but if it expands, it becomes the entire universe.
2
ये किस का तसव्वुर है ये किस का फ़साना है
जो अश्क है आँखों में तस्बीह का दाना है
Whose thought is this, whose tale does it convey? / Each tear within the eye is a rosary bead to pray.
Whose thought and whose story is this, that every tear in the eyes has become like a bead of a rosary?
3
दिल संग-ए-मलामत का हर-चंद निशाना है
दिल फिर भी मिरा दिल है दिल ही तो ज़माना है
Though my heart is ever a target for the stones of censure and blame, yet my heart is still my heart—for the heart and the world are one and the same.
Although my heart is continually targeted by the stones of reproach and blame, it still remains my heart, and indeed the heart itself is the entire world.
4
हम इश्क़ के मारों का इतना ही फ़साना है
रोने को नहीं कोई हँसने को ज़माना है
Such is the brief and bitter tale of us, the victims of love: not a soul to weep with us, yet a whole world to mock and laugh.
of us, the victims of love, is merely this: there is no one to weep for us, while the entire world is there to laugh at us.
5
वो और वफ़ा-दुश्मन मानेंगे न माना है
सब दिल की शरारत है आँखों का बहाना है
That my beloved is a foe to faith? I never believed, nor shall I ever agree; 'Tis all the mischief of the heart, the eyes are merely an excuse for me.
I have never accepted nor will I ever accept that they are unfaithful; it is entirely the mischief of my own heart, while the eyes are merely an excuse.
6
शाइ'र हूँ मैं शाइ'र हूँ मेरा ही ज़माना है
फ़ितरत मिरा आईना क़ुदरत मिरा शाना है
A poet am I, a poet indeed, this era belongs to me; Nature is my looking-glass, and Creation is my comb.
I am a poet and this entire era belongs to me; nature is my mirror, and divine creation is my comb.
7
जो उन पे गुज़रती है किस ने उसे जाना है
अपनी ही मुसीबत है अपना ही फ़साना है
Who has ever truly known the sorrow they must bear? Each is lost in their own grief, consumed by their own tale.
Who has ever known what others go through? Everyone is merely absorbed in their own trouble and their own story.
8
क्या हुस्न ने समझा है क्या इश्क़ ने जाना है
हम ख़ाक-नशीनों की ठोकर में ज़माना है
What has beauty understood, what has love ever known? / Beneath the feet of us dust-dwellers, the entire world is thrown.
Neither has beauty understood nor has love truly known; the entire world lies trampled beneath the feet of humble dust-dwellers like us.
9
आग़ाज़-ए-मोहब्बत है आना है न जाना है
अश्कों की हुकूमत है आहों का ज़माना है
'Tis the dawn of love: neither arriving nor departing; tears hold sovereign sway, and sighs rule the age.
This is the beginning of love where there is neither coming nor going; tears hold rule and it is an era of sighs.
10
आँखों में नमी सी है चुप चुप से वो बैठे हैं
नाज़ुक सी निगाहों में नाज़ुक सा फ़साना है
A trace of tears rests in their eyes as silently they sit; within those tender glances dwells a fragile, delicate tale.
There is a slight moisture in their eyes and they sit quietly, while within their delicate gaze lies a tender story.
11
हम दर्द-ब-दिल नालाँ वो दस्त-ब-दिल हैराँ
ऐ इश्क़ तो क्या ज़ालिम तेरा ही ज़माना है
With pain in heart I lament, while hand on heart they stand amazed; O tyrant Love, does this entire age belong solely to your sway?
I am weeping with pain in my heart while they stand in astonishment with a hand on their heart; O cruel love, does this entire era belong only to you?
12
या वो थे ख़फ़ा हम से या हम हैं ख़फ़ा उन से
कल उन का ज़माना था आज अपना ज़माना है
Once they were displeased with me, now I am displeased with them; yesterday belonged to their sway, today the world is mine.
Either they were once angry with us, or now we are angry with them; yesterday belonged to them, but today is our time.
13
ऐ इश्क़-ए-जुनूँ-पेशा हाँ इश्क़-ए-जुनूँ-पेशा
आज एक सितमगर को हँस हँस के रुलाना है
O love whose craft is madness, yes, passion wild and deep—today, through joyous laughter, I shall make a tormentor weep.
O love whose profession is madness, today I must make a cruel tormentor weep by laughing continuously.
14
थोड़ी सी इजाज़त भी ऐ बज़्म-गह-ए-हस्ती
आ निकले हैं दम-भर को रोना है रुलाना है
Grant just a little respite, O banquet-hall of life; we have arrived but for a fleeting breath—to weep, and to bring others to tears.
O gathering of life, grant us just a little permission; we have arrived here for only a brief moment to weep and to make others weep.
15
ये इश्क़ नहीं आसाँ इतना ही समझ लीजे
इक आग का दरिया है और डूब के जाना है
This love is by no means easy, understand this much alone: it is a river of fire, and one must drown to cross.
Love is by no means easy, understand at least this much: it is a river of fire, and one must drown to cross it.
16
ख़ुद हुस्न-ओ-शबाब उन का क्या कम है रक़ीब अपना
जब देखिए अब वो हैं आईना है शाना है
Are their own youth and beauty not rival enough to fear? Whenever seen, there is but them, a mirror, and a comb.
Their own beauty and youth are no less than a rival to me; whenever one looks, there is only them, a mirror, and a comb.
17
तस्वीर के दो रुख़ हैं जाँ और ग़म-ए-जानाँ
इक नक़्श छुपाना है इक नक़्श दिखाना है
Two facets mark this portrait: the beloved and love's deep grief; one image must be kept concealed, the other revealed to sight.
This picture has two facets: the beloved and the sorrow of the beloved; one side must be concealed while the other must be shown.
18
ये हुस्न-ओ-जमाल उन का ये इश्क़-ओ-शबाब अपना
जीने की तमन्ना है मरने का ज़माना है
Such radiant beauty is theirs, such youth and passion mine; a longing to live stirs within, yet this is the season to die.
On one side is their beauty and on the other is my love and youth; while there is a deep longing to live, the times and circumstances are bringing death.
19
मुझ को इसी धुन में है हर लहज़ा बसर करना
अब आए वो अब आए लाज़िम उन्हें आना है
In this single obsession, every passing moment I must spend: Now they will arrive, now they will come—for come they surely must.
I must spend every moment in this sole anticipation that they will arrive any second now, for their arrival is certain.
20
ख़ुद्दारी-ओ-महरूमी महरूमी-ओ-ख़ुद्दारी
अब दिल को ख़ुदा रक्खे अब दिल का ज़माना है
Self-respect and deprivation, deprivation and self-respect; may God protect the heart now, for it is the heart's own time.
Self-respect and deprivation are intertwined; may God protect the heart now, for it is now the reign of the heart.
21
अश्कों के तबस्सुम में आहों के तरन्नुम में
मा'सूम मोहब्बत का मा'सूम फ़साना है
In the smile of tears, in the melody of sighs, the innocent tale of an innocent love lies.
The innocent story of an innocent love resides within the smile of tears and the melody of sighs.
22
आँसू तो बहुत से हैं आँखों में 'जिगर' लेकिन
बंध जाए सो मोती है रह जाए सो दाना है
Countless are the tears that well within the eyes, O Jigar, yet know: That which crystallizes turns to pearl; that which remains is merely grain.
O Jigar, there are many tears in the eyes, but only the one that takes shape and crystallizes becomes a pearl, while that which merely remains behind is just an ordinary grain.
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