Ghazal
क्या कारवान-ए-हस्ती गुज़रा रवा-रवी में
This ghazal contemplates the fleeting, relentless passage of life and the transience of human existence. It poignantly explores the contrast between the external mirth of the world and the deep, silent grief of a wounded heart concealed behind smiles.
Source: rekhta · HI
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क्या कारवान-ए-हस्ती गुज़रा रवा-रवी में
फ़र्दा को मैं ने देखा गर्द-ओ-ग़ुबार-ए-दी में
In what a breathless rush did life's caravan pass by, that I saw tomorrow veiled in the rising dust of yesterday.
Life's caravan passed by in such a breathless rush that I saw tomorrow obscured in the rising dust of yesterday.
2
थे महव लाला-ओ-गुल किस कैफ़-ए-बे-ख़ुदी में
ज़ख़्म-ए-जिगर के टाँके टूटे हँसी हँसी में
In what rapturous trance were the tulip and rose engrossed, that amid mere laughter, the stitches of the wounded heart tore open.
The tulip and rose were engrossed in such an intoxicated state of self-forgetfulness that, in mere laughter, the stitches of the wounded heart ripped open.
3
यारान-ए-बज़्म-ए-इशरत ढूँडूँ कहाँ मैं तुम को
तारों की छाँव में या पिछले की चाँदनी में
O companions of the gathering of joy, where shall I search for you? Beneath the shadow of the stars, or in the fading moonlight of the night's last hour?
O companions of the gathering of joy, where should I search for you—under the shadow of the stars, or in the moonlight of the night's late hours?
4
हर उक़्दा में जहाँ के पोशीदा है कशाकश
है मौज-ए-ख़ंदा-ए-गुल पिन्हाँ कली कली में
In every knot of this world a restless struggle lies concealed; just as the wave of a rose's laughter sleeps within each budding flower.
A restless struggle lies hidden within every knot or problem of this world, just as the joyful blooming of a flower is concealed inside every bud.
5
ज़ख़्मों में ख़ुद चमक है और उस पे ये सितम है
रंग-ए-परीदा से मैं रहता हूँ चाँदनी में
My wounds already possess their own bright gleam, yet cruel is this plight: / With my pale and faded countenance, I must linger in the moonlight.
My wounds already have a glow of their own, and to make matters worse, I dwell in the bright moonlight with a pale and faded face.
6
हम किस शुमार में थे पुर्सिश जो हम से होती
ये इम्तियाज़ पाया आशोब-ए-आगही में
In what reckoning were we, that anyone would inquire of our plight? / This distinction we attained only in the turmoil of awareness.
We were of no significance that anyone would inquire after our condition; we attained this distinction only in the turmoil of consciousness.
7
हुक्म-ए-क़ज़ा हो जैसा सरज़द हो फ़ेअ'ल वैसा
बंदा का दख़्ल भी है फिर इस कही बदी में
As destiny decrees it, so the deed must unfold; what hand has mortal man in the evil of which we're told?
As fate decrees, so the deed is committed by man; what role or agency does man even have then in this so-called evil?
8
रफ़्तार-ए-साया को है पस्त-ओ-बुलंद यकसाँ
ठोकर कभी न खाए राह-ए-फ़रोतनी में
To the shadow's pace, the high and low are one and the same; one never stumbles who walks upon the path of humility.
Just as high and low ground are identical to the movement of a shadow, one who walks the path of humility never stumbles.
9
वज्द आ गया फ़लक को ग़श आ गया ज़मीं को
दो तरह के असर थे इक सौत-ए-सरमदी में
The heavens were seized with ecstasy, the earth fell in a swoon— / Such twofold wonders echoed from that single eternal sound.
That single eternal sound had two kinds of effects: the sky was seized with ecstasy, while the earth fell unconscious.
10
ताबीर उस की शायद एक वापसीं नफ़स हो
जो ख़्वाब देखते थे हम सारी ज़िंदगी में
The realization of the dream we dreamed our whole life through, / Perhaps turns out to be no more than one departing breath.
The dream we kept seeing all through our life, perhaps its fulfillment is nothing more than a single final breath.
11
लाई हुबाब तक को सैल-ए-फ़ना बहा कर
इक आह खींचने को इक दम की ज़िंदगी में
The deluge of mortality swept even the bubble along—granting a life of merely a breath, just to heave a single sigh.
The flood of mortality washed even a bubble into a momentary life lasting just a breath, solely so that it could draw a single sigh.
12
महशर की आफ़तों का धड़का नहीं रहा अब
सौ हश्र मैं ने देखे दो दिन की ज़िंदगी में
No longer do I fear the terrors of the Judgment Day; a hundred doomsdays I have seen in this brief, two-day stay.
I no longer fear the terrors of the Day of Judgment, for I have already witnessed a hundred doomsdays in this brief, two-day life.
13
पहलू में तू हो ऐ दिल फिर हसरतें हज़ारों
किस बात की कमी है तेरी सलामती में
With you beside me, O heart, a thousand yearnings arise; what could ever be lacking while your well-being endures?
O heart, when you are right here beside me, why are there still thousands of unfulfilled desires? What is lacking as long as you are safe and well?
14
पुर्सान-ए-हाल वो हो और सामने बुला कर
क्या जानिए ज़बाँ से क्या निकले बे-ख़ुदी में
If they themselves inquire of my state, summoning me to their presence, / Who knows what words might slip from my tongue in the trance of self-oblivion?
If the beloved summons me before them to inquire about my well-being, who knows what words might escape my tongue in a state of self-oblivion.
15
तू एक ज़िल्ल-ए-हस्ती फिर कैसी ख़ुद-परस्ती
साया की परवरिश है दामान-ए-बे-ख़ुदी में
You are but a shadow of existence, whence then this self-adoration? A shadow finds its nurturing only in the lap of self-oblivion.
You are merely a shadow of existence, so why this self-worship? A shadow's true nurturing and existence lie only in the lap of selflessness and ego-loss.
16
हाएल बस इक नफ़स है महशर में और हम में
पर्दा हबाब का है फ़र्दा में और दी में
A single breath is all that stands between Doomsday and us; a bubble's fragile veil divides tomorrow from yesterday.
Only a single breath stands between us and the Day of Judgment, just as the barrier separating tomorrow from yesterday is as fragile as a bubble.
17
आँखें दिखा रही है दिन से मुझे शब-ए-ग़म
आसार तीरगी के हैं दिन की रौशनी में
The night of grief has glared at me since the break of day; signs of darkness now appear even in the sun's bright ray.
The night of sorrow has been glaring at me since daytime, and traces of darkness are visible even in the light of day.
18
तू ने तो अपने दर से मुझ को उठा दिया है
परछाईं फिर रही है मेरी उसी गली में
Though you have cast me away from your doorstep, my shadow still wanders down that very lane.
You have removed me from your doorstep, yet my shadow still wanders in that very same street.
19
सज्दा का हुक्म मुझ को तू ने तो अब दिया है
पहले ही लिख चुका हूँ मैं ख़त्त-ए-बंदगी में
The command to bow before You, You have issued only now; yet long ago I had inscribed it in the covenant of servitude.
You have commanded me to prostrate only now, whereas I had already written and pledged my submission long ago in the covenant of servitude.
20
ऐ 'नज़्म' छेड़ कर हम तुझ को हुए पशेमाँ
क्या जानते थे ज़ालिम रो देगा दिल-लगी में
Having teased you, O Nazm, we are filled with regret; who knew, cruel one, that you would weep in mere jest?
O Nazm, we regret teasing you; who knew that you would actually start crying over simple fun?
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