What greeting can I give from the alleys of those deceived, and what do I have from the grace of the Kaaba, except a lover of pain?

This powerful couplet showcases Mir Taqi Mir's deep cynicism and self-reliance. He dismisses the need to acknowledge or greet the streets of deceitful people ('mughbachen'). His focus is not on external validation or even sacred blessings like those from the Kaaba. Instead, he finds his sustenance and truth in the very act of 'pain-drinking' (experiencing profound emotional suffering or artistic melancholy), suggesting that authentic pain is more real than superficial piety.