As the situation changed all of a sudden, my heart has found no peace; how can I describe this cruelty when my chest is wounded with grief?
The poet speaks of an abrupt, heart-wrenching twist of fate—using the sudden shift of the wind as a metaphor for love or fortune turning against him without warning. This unexpected rupture leaves the heart utterly unmoored and restless, stripped of all peace. The emotional wound is so profound and lacerating ('seena figaar') that words fall short of conveying the sheer weight of this sorrow.
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