In the stream, we bring all our breaths, we too, O Beloved; our arena lies in your street, oblivious and grand.

This couplet is a masterful depiction of self-deprecating love. Mir Taqi Mir suggests that his life and struggles are as humble and transient as the drains (Nale) that people use nightly. Yet, despite his low status, he claims that the beloved's street (Gali) is his grand arena (Mindan). It's a powerful assertion: even from a position of weakness, the poet's presence and passion dominate the beloved's world.