Akbar is so deeply lost in the thought of his beloved's curved eyebrows; one wonders when this crooked thinking of his will ever leave him.

Here, Akbar playfully teases his own obsessive heart for being hopelessly lost in the memory of the beloved's arched eyebrows. In Urdu poetry, eyebrows are praised for their delicate curve, and the poet wittily links this bend to 'kaj-khayali'—a clever pun that literally means 'crooked thinking' as well as wayward obsession. It is a warm, self-deprecating reflection on how love traps the mind in the most delightful and inescapable fixations.