It is a marvel of God that they have visited our home; in amazement, we look sometimes at them and sometimes at our own house.
Ghalib captures the purest sense of disbelief and wonder when a beloved unexpectedly graces a lover's humble dwelling. The poet's gaze darts back and forth between the radiant presence of the guest and the modest, ruined state of his own home, unable to fathom such good fortune. It is a touching mix of humility and ecstatic joy, where the contrast between one's unworthiness and the beloved's grace feels like nothing short of a divine miracle.
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