This rainy season is such a weather that it would be no wonder if the blessing of the pleasant breeze turns the wave of life into a wave of wine.
In classical Urdu poetry, the monsoon arrives as an invitation to celebration, ecstasy, and sweet abandon. The poet suggests that the rain-soaked breeze possesses such transformative grace that ordinary existence itself feels tipsy with delight. It is not merely wine in a goblet, but the very current of life ('mauj-e-hasti') that turns into a wave of pure, intoxicating joy.
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