Ghazal
कभी नेकी भी उस के जी में गर आ जाए है मुझ से
This ghazal explores the profound complexities of unrequited love, where the beloved, despite their harshness, occasionally feels a pang of kindness or shame. The lover, however, finds himself irresistibly drawn to them, even as attempts to distance himself fail. The poem highlights a state of emotional paralysis due to the beloved's mistrust and the lover's own weakness, making direct communication impossible.
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कभी नेकी भी उस के जी में गर आ जाए है मुझ से
जफ़ाएँ कर के अपनी याद शरमा जाए है मुझ से
Should ever a kind thought for me cross their mind, it seems,Then remembering their cruelties, they feel ashamed of their own deeds.
If a kind thought ever crosses their mind for me, they then recall their own cruelties and feel ashamed.
2
ख़ुदाया जज़्बा-ए-दिल की मगर तासीर उल्टी है
कि जितना खींचता हूँ और खिंचता जाए है मुझ से
O God, the effect of my heart's passion seems quite reversed, it's true,For the more I try to pull it back, the further it's drawn away from me, anew.
O God, the effect of my heart's passion is reversed; for the more I try to pull it back, the further it is drawn away from me.
3
वो बद-ख़ू और मेरी दास्तान-ए-इश्क़ तूलानी
इबारत मुख़्तसर क़ासिद भी घबरा जाए है मुझ से
That ill-tempered one, and my love's tale is long;Though brief the message, the messenger is bewildered by me.
That person is ill-tempered, and my love story is exceedingly long. Even if the message I need to convey is brief, the messenger becomes flustered just by interacting with me.
4
उधर वो बद-गुमानी है इधर ये ना-तवानी है
न पूछा जाए है उस से न बोला जाए है मुझ से
There, her mistrust; here, my weakness, I swear,She cannot ask, nor can I speak to her.
On one side, there is her mistrust, and on the other, my weakness. She cannot bring herself to ask, nor can I speak to her.
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सँभलने दे मुझे ऐ ना-उम्मीदी क्या क़यामत है
कि दामान-ए-ख़याल-ए-यार छूटा जाए है मुझ से
Allow me to recover, O despair, what a doomsday this has become,
That the skirt of my beloved's thought slips away from me.
O despair, allow me to steady myself. What a calamity it is that the very thought of my beloved is slipping away from me.
6
तकल्लुफ़ बरतरफ़ नज़्ज़ारगी में भी सही लेकिन
वो देखा जाए कब ये ज़ुल्म देखा जाए है मुझ से
Let's set formality aside; even in mere beholding, it is true, butWhen will that true sight be seen? How can I endure this cruelty?
Let's put formalities aside; even if mere beholding is considered sufficient, when will the true, desired vision be seen? How long can I endure this cruelty of only being able to look from afar?
7
हुए हैं पाँव ही पहले नबर्द-ए-इश्क़ में ज़ख़्मी
न भागा जाए है मुझ से न ठहरा जाए है मुझ से
My feet were wounded first in love's battle,Now I can neither flee nor stand still.
My feet were wounded first in the battle of love. Consequently, I can neither run nor stand still.
8
क़यामत है कि होवे मुद्दई का हम-सफ़र 'ग़ालिब'
वो काफ़िर जो ख़ुदा को भी न सौंपा जाए है मुझ से
It is doomsday, Ghalib, that my rival becomes his companion,That infidel (my beloved) whom I cannot entrust even to God himself.
It is a calamity, Ghalib, that my rival becomes the companion of that beloved, that infidel whom I cannot even entrust to God himself.
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