Ghazal
मेहरबाँ हो के बुला लो मुझे चाहो जिस वक़्त
In this ghazal, Mirza Ghalib expresses enduring devotion tempered with quiet self-respect, assuring the beloved that he is not lost time and will always return whenever called with kindness. The verses reflect on frailness, the sting of rivals' taunts, and romantic longing with emotional depth and characteristic wit.
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मेहरबाँ हो के बुला लो मुझे चाहो जिस वक़्त
मैं गया वक़्त नहीं हूँ कि फिर आ भी न सकूँ
Be kind and summon me whenever you desire; I am not time gone by that I cannot return.
Whenever you wish, kindly call me back; I am not the past time that cannot return.
2
ज़ोफ़ में ताना-ए-अग़्यार का शिकवा क्या है
बात कुछ सर तो नहीं है कि उठा भी न सकूँ
Why complain in my frail state of the rivals' mocking tone? Words are not a heavy head that I cannot bear to raise.
Why should I complain about the taunts of rivals in my state of weakness? Words are not like a heavy head that I cannot even lift or bear.
3
ज़हर मिलता ही नहीं मुझ को सितमगर वर्ना
क्या क़सम है तिरे मिलने की कि खा भी न सकूँ
Poison is simply nowhere to be found, O cruel tormentor, or else / is an oath upon our meeting so impossible a thing that I could not even swallow it?
O cruel beloved, I simply cannot find poison, otherwise, is an oath of meeting you such an impossible thing that I could not even take it?
4
इस क़दर ज़ब्त कहाँ है कभी आ भी न सकूँ
सितम इतना तो न कीजे कि उठा भी न सकूँ
How could I have such restraint that I never even visit your door? / Inflict not such cruelty upon me that I can endure no more.
I do not have so much restraint that I could never even come to you. Do not inflict so much cruelty on me that I cannot even endure it.
5
लग गई आग अगर घर को तो अंदेशा क्या
शो'ला-ए-दिल तो नहीं है कि बुझा भी न सकूँ
What cause for dread is there if fire has consumed my house? It is not the flame of the heart, that I cannot even quench it.
What is there to worry about if the house has caught fire? It is not the flame of the heart that I would be unable to extinguish.
6
तुम न आओगे तो मरने की हैं सौ तदबीरें
मौत कुछ तुम तो नहीं हो कि बुला भी न सकूँ
If you will not come, a hundred ways to die remain; Death is hardly like you, that I cannot even summon it.
If you do not come, there are a hundred ways to die; after all, death is not like you that I cannot even summon it.
7
हँस के बुलवाइए मिट जाएगा सब दिल का गिला
क्या तसव्वुर है तुम्हारा कि मिटा भी न सकूँ
Call me over with a smile, and every grievance of the heart will fade away; yet what an image of yours is this, that I cannot even efface?
If you call me with a smile, all the grievances of the heart will fade away; yet what kind of an image or thought of yours is this that I cannot even erase?
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