Tu Bhi Na Uljha Kr Mujh
Se is Terah,
Tu Achi Tarah Wakif Mere
Jazbat Se Hai,
Main kesy Ji Lun Tum Se
Ruth Kr,
Meri Her Sans Wabasta
Teri Yad Se Hai,
Mera Talluk Jura Hai Kuch
Es Tarah Tum Se,
Jese Insaan Ka Rishta Khud
Apne Ap Se Hai.
Shohar: Or Meri Shrafat Dekho,
Main ny Dekh Kr Bhi Inkar Nahi Keya.
Aik Aadmi Ka Hont Jala Howa Tha
Kisi ny Phocha Keyu Bhae Ya Hont Kese Jal Gaya.
Aadmi ny Kaha Bus Keya Batao
Tere Bhabhi Maiky Jarahi Thi,
Us Ko Chorny Station Gaya Tha,
Bus Jese Hi Train ny Horn Bajaya
Main Ny Khushi Mein Train Ka Engine Choom Lea
Libas Tan Se Utaar Dena,
Kisi Ko Bahon K Haar Dena,
Phir Us K Jazbon Ko Maar Dena,
AGAR YEHI MUHABBAT HAI JANA ?
TO MUAF KARNA MUJHE NAHI HAI…..
Gunah Karne Ka Soch Lena,
Haseen Pariyan Daboch Lena,
Phir Uski Ankhen Hi Noch Lena,
AGAR YEHI MUHABBAT HAI JANA ?
TO MUAF KARNA MUJHE NAHI HAI…..
Kisi Ko Lafzon K Jaal Dena,
Kisi Ko Jazbon Ki Dhaal Dena,
Phir Uski IZZAT Uchhal Dena,
AGAR YEHI MUHABBAT HAI JANA ?
TO MUAF KARNA MUJHE NAHI HAI…..
Andaer Nagri Main Chalty Jana,
Haseen Kaliyan Masalty Jana,
Aur Apni Fitrat Pe Muskrana,
AGAR YEHI MUHABBAT HAI JANA ?
TO MUAF KARNA MUJHE NAHI HAI…..
Sajja Raha Hai Har EK Diwana,
Khyal-e-husan-o -Jamal Jana,
Khyal Kia Hain Hawas Ka Tana,
AGAR YEHI MUHABBAT HAI JANA ?
TO MUAF KARNA MUJHE NAHI HAi…
Once, Hakeem Agha Jaan Aish, a poet of Ghalib's era, read a couplet in Mushaira for Ghalib:
اگر اپنا کہا تم آپ ہی سمجھے تو کیا سمجھے
مزا کہنے کا جب ہے اک کہے اور دوسرا سمجھے
It is not praised if you are the only one to understand what you speak
Interesting is the situation when you speak and the others understand
Ghalib felt bad for this and wrote:
نہ ستائش کی تمنّا نہ صلے کی پروا
گر نہیں ہیں مرے اشعار میں معنی نہ سہی
I don't need appreciation neither do I need any return
Let not be if there is no meaning in my couplets
This style was the definition of his uniqueness
اگ رہا ہے در و دیوار سے سبزہ غاؔلب
ہم بیاباں میں ہیں اور گھر میں بہار آئی ہے
Greenery is growing from walls and doors Ghalib
I am in a desert and my house blooms as its spring
Mirza Ghalib's view of world as he sees world is like a playground where everyone is busy in some mundane activity and merrymaking rather than something of greater value as he wrote:
بازیچہ اطفال ہے دنیا میرے آگے
ہوتا ہے شب و روز تماشا میرے آگے
This world is a child's playground for me
A spectacle unfolds day and night before me
قید حیات و بند غم ، اصل میں دونوں ایک ہیں
موت سے پہلے آدمی غم سے نجات پائے کیوں؟
The prison of life and the bondage of sorrow are one and the same
Why should man be free of sorrow before dying?
Har ek baat pe kehte ho tum K ‘tou kya hai’ ?
Tumhee kaho K yeh andaaz-e-guftgoo kya hai ?
Na sho’le mein yeh karishma na barq mein ye ada
koi bataao K woh shoKH-e-tund_Khou kya hai ?
Yeh rashk hai ki wo hota hai ham_sukhan tumse
Wagarna Khauf-e-bad_aamozi-e-adou kya hai ?
Chipak raha hai badan par lahou se pairaahan
Hamaari jeb ko ab haajat-e-rafou kya hai ?
Jalaa hai jism jahan dil bhi jal gaya hoga
kuredate ho jo ab raakh, justjou kya hai ?
Ragon mein daurte phirne ke ham nahe qaayal
Jab aankh hi se na Tapka to phir lahou kya hai ?
Woh cheez jiske liye hamko ho bahisht azeez
Siwaay baada-e-gul_faam-e-mushkabou kya hai ?
Piyoon sharaab agar Khum bhi dekh loon do chaar
Yeh sheesha-o-qadah-o-kooza-o-suboo kya hai ?
Rahee na taaqat-e-guftaar, aur agar ho bhee
To kis ummeed pe kahiye ke aarzoo kya hai ?
Bana hai shaah ka musaahib, phire hai itraata
Wagarna shahar mein ‘Ghalib’ keh aabrou kya hai ?
(By: Mirza Ghalib)
