Ghazal
jaane turaab ki bala kaun hai aur hava
This ghazal contemplates the elusive yet pervasive presence of the beloved, portraying love through an atmosphere of mystic longing and madness. It suggests that searching for the beloved in tangible forms is futile, as their essence is everywhere, like a fragrant breeze adrift in the air.
Source: Divan-e-Turab · HI
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1
जाने तुराब की बला कौन है और हवा
दीवाना बयान तेरा अब
Who knows what curse of swirling dust this is, and what wild wind in the air?
Utterly crazed and raving now is the tale your words declare.
Who knows what calamity has befallen Turab or what has happened, that your speech has now become utterly crazed.
2
फूलों में न उसको ढूँढो
है बू-ए-गुल उस में और हवा
Do not seek Him merely in the flowers; He is the fragrance within the rose, and the wandering breeze.
Do not search for Him merely in the flowers; He is the fragrance within the flower as well as the breeze.
3
सूत नहीं है दूर तूल इस का
है तार-ए-शुआई फ़ज़ा और हवा
No thread of cotton spans its boundless length; woven of sunbeam filaments are the open sky and air.
Its vast expanse is not spun from cotton thread; the atmosphere and the breeze are woven of rays of light.
4
मयकदा में जो बैठ कर पीता
है मस्ती का नशा और हवा
For him who sits and drinks within the tavern's sway, / An intoxicating breeze of pure ecstasy leads the way.
For the one who sits and drinks inside the tavern, the intoxication of ecstasy and the surrounding atmosphere are entirely different.
5
शबनम की तरह झलक रही है
है आब-ए-हया और हवा
It glistens softly like the morning dew; a blush of modesty and a passing breeze.
It is gleaming like the dew; there is the glow of modesty and a touch of the breeze.
6
दश्त-ओ-जबल में जो वादा सुना और हवा
है शोर-ए-क़यामत बपा और हवा
Across wild desert and steep hills, the promise heard dissolved into thin air;
The tumult of Doomsday has broken loose, and yet a fiercer storm begins to stir.
The promise that was heard across the deserts and mountains vanished into thin air, and while the uproar of Doomsday has broken out, a fierce wind continues to blow.
7
शब रात जहाँ ख़्वाब में तू दिखलाया
है ख़्वाब का मज़े लिया और हवा
Last night, where you appeared before me in a dream / I tasted the dream's sweet joy, and it vanished like the wind.
Last night when you appeared to me in a dream, I savored the pleasure of the dream, and then it vanished like the wind.
8
जबीन नामा-ए-यार का मुँह से लिया और हवा
वाक़िआ तो बहुत है इश्क़ का और हवा
I pressed my brow to the beloved’s letter, kissed it, and it vanished into air; countless are the tales of love, and this event too was scattered by the wind.
I pressed the beloved's letter to my forehead and kissed it, and it vanished into the wind; love is full of countless such incidents, and this too became just another one.
9
काले काले हैं ग़ज़ब गेसू यारो
है ज़ुल्फ़ वह या बोरी में और हवा
Wonderfully pitch-black are those tresses, O friends! / Is that really a lock of hair, or just trapped air within a sack?
O friends, those tresses are wonderfully pitch-black; is that really hair or just trapped air inside a sack?
10
देखनी ही मानिंद-ए-संदल और हवा
है रंग-ए-हिनाई में और हवा
Like sandalwood to behold, it breathes a certain air; yet in the henna's hue stirs quite another atmosphere.
To look upon it has one kind of disposition like sandalwood, while in the tint of henna there is an entirely different atmosphere.
11
मुबारक तुझको रात क्या ही जला और हवा
है नूर-ए-शम्अ में और हवा
Blessed be the night to you—how fiercely burned the flame, how stirred the breeze; within the candle's radiant glow, there breathes yet another longing.
May this night be blessed to you, seeing how brightly it burned and what a breeze blew; there is a distinct glow in the candle's light and a different desire in the air.
12
यह ख़त है जो मुँह पर यार का
है सब्ज़ा-ए-नौ-ख़ेज़ में और हवा
The soft down emerging upon the beloved's cheek is like a fresh breeze stirring through newly sprouted grass.
The light down that has appeared on the beloved's face is just like a fresh breeze stirring through newly sprouted grass.
13
मुझको तो है दस्त-ए-मददगार ख़ुदा
है दस्त-ए-पीर में और हवा
For me, God Himself is the aiding hand; in the mentor's grasp is only empty air.
For me, the helping hand is God Himself, whereas in the hand of the spiritual guide there is nothing but air.
14
तुम्हें बतावे क्या तुराब यही है
है होश में और हवा
What can one tell you—such is this dust, / it keeps its senses, yet drifts on the wind.
What can one tell you, such is the state of this dust that despite being conscious, it is drifting away with the wind.
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