Showing posts with label Revisited. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Revisited. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai Revisited

आज भी तन्हाई है। (Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai) - Lonely Even Today



This bilingual poetry was written on 11th September 2012. In my series of revisiting old classics for the new audience I am bringing some of my works back with modifications is required. Hope those who are reading it first time will also like it. The tone of this ghazal is bit depressing where the poet lamenting about his loneliness. 



कितने दिन बीत गए, कितनी रातें आयी हैं,
आज भी रुसवा हूँ मै, आज भी तन्हाई हैं।
Kitne Din Beet Gaye, Kitni Ratein Aai Hain,
Aaj Bhi Ruswa Hun Mein, Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai.

Many days have passed, many nights came,
Ignored and lonely even today, my fate is same.

न जाने कितनी बहारें इस दरख़्त पर छाई हैं,
फिर भी सुखा है ये, पतझड़ ही इसने पाई है।
आज भी तन्हाई है।
Na Jaane Kitni Baharein Is Darakht Par Chai Hain,
Phir Bhi Sukha Hai Ye, Patjhad Hi Isne Pai Hai.
Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai.

Who knows how many springs witnessed by this tree,
But it is still dry and from autumn it's not free.
lonely even today.

हर परिंदा उड़ता हुआ मंजिल को अपनी पा गया,
आज भी भटका हूँ मैं, आज भी ठोकर खाई है।
आज भी रुसवा हूँ मैं, आज भी तन्हाई हैं।
Har Parinda Udta Hua Manzil Ko Apni Pa Gaya,
Aaj Bhi Bhatka Hun Mein, Aaj Bhi Thokar Khai Hai.
Aaj Bhi Ruswa Hun Mein, Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai.

Each bird flew to its desired destination,
I am still stray,stumbled without any motion.
Ignored and lonely even today, my fate is same.

पर्वतों पर से सभी कितने ही रस्ते बन गए,
मेरे ज़र्रे-ज़र्रे ने चोट ही बस खाई है।
आज भी रुसवा हूँ मैं, आज भी तन्हाई हैं।
Parvaton Par Se Sabhi Kitne Hi Raste Ban Gaye,
Mere Zarre-Zarre Ne Chot Hi Bas Khai Hai.
Aaj Bhi Ruswa Hun Mein, Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai.

So many paths have been made from mountains,
Each part of mine was only hurt and hurt again.
Ignored and lonely even today, my fate is same.

Friday, June 9, 2017

Khayaal Revisited

ख़याल (Thought)

How lover forget himself in love is expressed in this bilingual Ghazal first written on 9th Feb 2012. In need to refresh my earlier Ghazals I am revisiting them again and making changes if possible to beautify them. This endeavor is to introduce my new readers to my previous works. Hope they will like it too.

image by: Anna Pavlova(500px.com)

जब भी तेरा ख़याल आता है में खुद को भूल जाता हूँ,
तन्हा बैठा-बैठा होले से मुस्कुराता हूँ।
Jab Bhi Tera Khyal Aata Hai Mein Khud Ko Bhool Jata Hun,
Tanha Baitha-Baitha Hole Se Muskurata Hun.

Whenever I think of  you,to myself I forgets
smile slowly in loneliness.

सोचता कुछ हूँ कर कुछ और जाता हूँ ,
न जाने क्या-क्या बातें तुझे बताता हूँ, 
तुझे रूठा समझकर मनाता हूँ,
तुझे सुनकर में झूम जाता हूँ।
सच तेरे ख्याल में खुद को भूल जाता हूँ 
Sochta Kuch Hun Kar Kuch Aur Jaata Hun,
Na Jaane Kya-Kya Baate Tujhe Batata Hun,
Tujhe Rutha Samajhkar Manata Hun,
Tujhe Sunkar Mein Jhoom Jata Hun.
Sach Tere Khayal Mein Khud Ko Bhool Jaata Hun.

I think something but do something else
Various things to you I tells,
I coax you,thinking you are angry,
I overjoyed seeing you,talking freely.
It's true that I forget myself thinking about you.

नहीं पता क्यूँ इतनी चाहत है,
क्यूँ तुझसे इस कदर मोहब्बत है,
सोचता हूँ तुझसे मिलके पूछुंगा,
पर ख्यालों में पूछ जाता हूँ ,खुद को भूल जाता हूँ।
Nahin Pata Kyun Itna Chahata Hun,
Kyun Tujhse Iss Kadar Mohabbat Hai,
Sochta Hun Tujhse Milke Puchunga,
Par Khyalon Mein Pooch Jaata Hun, Khud Ko Bhool Jaata Hun

I don't know why I like you so much,
I don't know how I love you as such,
I think to ask you on meeting,
but ask you,while in your thoughts I was sitting.

तेरी आँखें जो ख्याल में आएं, 
उन्ही में डूब जाता हूँ।
तू सच में है शायद दिल में बडबडाता हूँ।
जब भी तेरा ख़याल आता है में खुद को भूल जाता हूँ।
Tere Aankhen Jo Khyal Mein Aayein,
Unhi Mein Doob Jaata Hun,
Tu Sach Mein Hai Shayad Dil Mein Badbadata Hun.
Jab Bhi Tera Khyal Aata Hai, Mein Khud Ko Bhool Jaata Hun.

When I think about your eyes,
I lost in them and never rise,
I murmur that perhaps you are in my thoughts,
Whenever I think of you to myself I forgets.

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Subah Ho Jaaye Revisited

Subah Ho Jaaye Revisited (सुबह हो जाए)

This the second post I shared on this blog in 31st August 2012. Like earlier sharing of old poem in this one two I have made changes which I thought suitable after gaining experience. This Ghazal is praising the beloved's beauty and charm. I hope you will like this one too.



तू जिधर चाहे निकल जाए सुबह हो जाए,
ग़म जितने भी हैं सारे हवा हो जाएँ।
Tu Jedhar Chahe Nikal Jaaye Subah Ho Jaaye,
Gham Jitne Bhi Hain Saare Hawa Ho Jaaen.

Where ever you go it's morning,
all sorrows take a drowning. 

तेरे क़दमों की चाहत में ज़मीं बिछती है,
तेरे दीदार को ही सूरज सर पर आये। 
Tere Kadmon Ki Chahat Mein Zamin Bichti Hai,
Tere Didar Ko Hi Suraj Sar Par Aaye.

Ground make way to seek your steps,
sun rises, so your glimpse he may grasp.

न मुस्कुरा के पतझड़ का मौसम है अभी,
कहीं फूल खिलने को न मचल जाएँ। 
Na Muskura Ke Patjhad Ka Mausam Hai Abhi,
Kahin Phool Khilne Ko Na Machal Jaaen.

Don't smile now as it is autumn,
flower may bloom being that forgotten

खुलेआम यूँ जुल्फें सवारा न करो,
बादल बहककर कहीं न बरसते जाएँ। 
Khuleaam Yun Zulfein Sawara Na Karo,
Badal Behakkar Kahin Na Baraste Jaaen.

Openly don't comb your long tresses,
clouds may seditiously never suppresses,

घर चले जाओ की रात होने को है,
आप के सामने कहीं चाँद न नज़र आए। 
Ghar Chale Aao Ki Raat Hone Ko Hai,
Aap Ke Samne Kahin Chand Na Nazar Aaye.

Go back home as it is the time of night,
how will moon in front of you shine so bright.

अब तो अपनालो किसी को ज़िन्दगी में,
मेरी तरह न सारे 'सिफ़र' हो जाएँ। 
Ab To Apnalo Kisi Ko Zindagi Mein,
Meri Tarah Na Saare 'Cifar' Ho Jaaen.

Choose someone in your life as partner,
Or everybody like me turn to 'Cifar'.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Meri Keemat Revisited

Meri Keemat Revisited ( My Value)


This is the first poem I shared on this blog on 30th August 2012. I don't know why by I felt sharing it today. Maybe because I have more readers now than I have on those days. It's a bilingual poem expressing feelings of poet who is feeling dejected as world didn't value him even when he was of the character set by society as the superior. Like today then also I didn't care what others think but its just expressions of a sad person. Experienced earned in the course of time has helped it made better. 




मेरी कीमत अगर पूछो ज़माने के बाज़ारों में,
तेरी क़दमों की खाक भी बिकेगी मुझसे बेहतर ही।  
Meri Keemat Agar Pucho Zamane Ke Bazaron Mein,
Teri Kadmon Ki Khaak Bhi Bikegi Mujhse Behtar Hi.

If you ask my value in markets of the world,
Dust of your foot better than me will be sold.

भलाई, सच्चाई ,प्यार का कोई मोल क्या होगा,
यह वोह दौलत है जो रख्खें हैं कुछ मुझसे ही। 
Bhalai,Sachchai,Pyaar Ka Koi Mol Kya Hoga,
Ye Wo Daulat Hai Jo Rakhkhein Hain Kuch Mujhse Hi. 

Goodness,truthfulness,love,faithfulness,doesn't hold any value,
These are things few like me can value.

हमें रुस्वाइयाँ प्यारी ,हमें धिक्कार से क्या ग़म,
ख़ुश हैं हासिल करके बस तन्हाईयाँ ही। 
Hamein Ruswaiyan Pyaari, Hamein Dhikkar Se Kya Gham,
Khush Hain Hasil Karke Bas Tanhaiyan Hi.

Ignorance is dear to us,rudeness we don't care,
Just happy with the loneliness adhere.

अश्क छलका कर भी आखिर क्या करें हासिल,
न ग़म आये नज़र तो बस रोलेतें हैं दिल में ही। 
Ashq Chalka Kar Bhi Aakhir Kya Karein Hasil,
Na Gham Aaye Nazar To Bas Rolete Hai Dil Mein Hi.

What to get by shedding tears,
Without showing pain make lone weeping deer.

इबादत उस खुदा की अब मुझसे नहीं होती,
जो बस देखा किये है सब मुझसे छिनते ही। 
Ibadat Us Khuda Ki Ab Mujhse Nahin Hoti,
Jo Bas Dekha Kiye Hai Sab Mujhse Chinte Hi.

I can't pray to that God any more,
Who has seen me lose every thing dearly store.

'सिफ़र' का मोल करना हो तो कुछ ऐसी नज़र लाओ,
देख सकती हो जो दुनिया में मोहब्बत भी, शराफत भी।
'Cifar' Ka Mol Karna Ho To Kuch Aisi Nazar Lao,
Dekh Sakti Ho Jo Duniya Mein Sharafat Bhi,Mohabbat Bhi.

'Cifar' can be value by only those pair of eyes,
Which can sight in the world love,honesty and wise. 

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