Sochtey hain log meri hasrat-e-jafa kya hai,
Kartey aaye hain vo daga,
Panapti meri wafa kya hai,
Jrra-jrra lutata gaya ,
fir ayesash-e-nafa kya hai?
Ghaadi ghaadi inkaar
udhar taa-umra meri rja kya hai?
Dard ishq ki manjil hai,
ishq dard ki wajah kya hai?
dard ishq ka haasil hai,
dard-e-ishq pe fja kya hai?
dard ab behta ragon main
aur ishq main kja kya hai?
hain nahin agar kaante chaman main,
fir phool chunane main maja kya hai?
deni ho gar judaai dena,
maut pyaar main saja kya hai?
Hamein shauk hain dekhein sitam ki inteha kya hai
The last line “Hamein shauk hain dekhein sitam ki inteha kya hai” was originally written by Bhagat Singh (yes, The Bhagat Singh) around 80 years ago. Read it long time back in a school book and fell in eternal love immediately (with the line). This composition, all other sentences being my original, is a small tribute to the great marvel. Given a not-so-good command on Urdu, I used google to find some right words. In case some you find some words unfamiliar, here is an almost literal translation:
People wonder what is this desire of mine for being oppressed She has been treacherous all along, why this flourishing loyalty of mineI have been losing all bits and pieces, why this feeling of profit
She refuses me every second, why this life-long commitment of mine
Pain is the goal of love, why call love the reason of painPain is the achievement of love, then why the lamentationPain now flows through my veins, what else is the destiny in love
What’s the fun in picking flowers, if garden’s thorns aren’t sharp enough
Give me separation if you will, death is not enough punishment in love
My passion is to see the limits of torture.