Ghazal

शुमार-ए-सुब्हा मर्ग़ूब-ए-बुत-ए-मुश्किल-पसंद आया

Mirza Ghalib· Ghazal· 7 shers· radif: आया

This ghazal portrays a profound, often one-sided, love where the beloved is depicted as a "difficult-loving idol" or a "killer" who takes pleasure in the lover's trials and ultimate sacrifice. The verses explore the beloved's indifference and enjoyment of the lover's suffering, suggesting a paradoxical acceptance or even ease found in eternal despair by the devoted lover. It's a poignant exploration of devotion in the face of cruelty.

Source: rekhta · HI

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1
शुमार-ए-सुब्हा मर्ग़ूब-ए-बुत-ए-मुश्किल-पसंद आया तमाशा-ए-ब-यक-कफ़ बुर्दन-ए-सद-दिल-पसंद आया
The rosary's slow count, my difficult idol did please,And the show of a hundred hearts, in one palm held with ease.
My beloved, who prefers difficulty, was pleased by the counting of rosary beads. The spectacle of carrying a hundred hearts in one palm also delighted them.
2
ब-फैज़-ए-बे-दिली नौमीदी-ए-जावेद आसाँ है कुशायिश को हमारा उक़्दा-ए-मुश्किल-पसंद आया
By virtue of detachment, eternal despair is rendered light,Our problem, fond of hardship, found favor in resolution's sight.
Due to detachment, eternal despair feels light. Our problem, which is fond of hardship, was favored by resolution.
3
हवा-ए-सैर-ए-गुल आईना-ए-बे-मेहरी-ए-क़ातिल कि अंदाज़-ए-ब-खूं-ग़ल्तीदन-ए-बिस्मिल-पसंद आया
The longing for a garden stroll, a mirror to the slayer's cruel design, For the victim writhing in its blood, was pleasing to their mind.
The longing for a garden stroll became a mirror of the killer's heartlessness, as they found pleasure in the sight of the victim writhing in its own blood.
4
रवानी-हा-ए-मौज-ए-ख़ून-ए-बिस्मिल से टपकता है कि लुत्फ़-ए-बे-तहाशा-रफ़्तन-ए-क़ातिल-पसंद आया
From the flowing waves of the sacrificed's blood, it drips and falls,Because the killer's swift, unrestrained departure pleased it all.
It drips from the flowing waves of the sacrificed one's blood, because the pleasure of the killer's swift and unrestrained departure was found pleasing to it.
5
'असद' हर जा सुख़न ने तरह-ए-बाग़-ए-ताज़ा डाली है मुझे रंग-ए-बहार-ईजादि-ए-बे-दिल-पसंद आया
Asad, in every clime my verse a novel garden's form has cast,I cherished that spring-creating style, though 'heartless,' holding my fancy fast.
Asad, my poetry has laid the foundation for a new garden everywhere. I liked the 'heartless' style that creates spring.
6
सवाद चश्म-ए-बिस्मिल इंतिख़ाब-ए-नुक़्ता आराई ख़िराम-ए-नाज़ बेपरवाई-ए-क़ातिल पसंद आया
The dark depth of the sacrificed eye, a chosen dot's design, That killer's graceful gait and cold indifference, pleased this heart of mine.
The dark depth of the sacrificed one's eye, like a carefully chosen point of adornment, and the killer's graceful yet indifferent walk, pleased me.
7
हुई जिस को बहार-ए-फ़ुर्सत-ए-हस्ती से आगाही ब-रंग-ए-लाला जाम-ए-बादा बर-महल पसंद आया
He who perceived life's fleeting, blooming grace,The tulip-hued wine cup, timely, did embrace.
He who became aware of life's fleeting opportunity, found the tulip-colored wine cup pleasing at the opportune moment.
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