Since there is no hope from anyone that my affairs will be resolved, I do not even trust that death will arrive.
Ghalib speaks here from the very depth of despair, where every thread of life has knotted so hopelessly that no living soul can untangle it. Usually, when life fails completely, a suffering heart looks to death as a final, comforting release. But the poet’s heartbreak is so total that he cannot even count on death to keep its promise, leaving him stranded in an endless ache with nowhere left to turn.
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