This ritual of cruelty is ephemeral, O heart; even the slightest movement of the gaze is a sin. What will remain of our honor when you are restless here?

This couplet delves into the painful paradox of forbidden love. The poet suggests that the act of separation itself (रस्म-ए-बरहम) is merely an illusion (फ़ना). He warns the heart that even the slightest movement of the gaze (जुम्बिश-ए-नज़र) is a sin. The core emotion is the fear of losing one's dignity (आबरू) when overcome by overwhelming, restless emotion.