fahmida-riaz

Chadar Aur Chaar-Diwari

huzur main is siyah chadar ka kya karungi

ye aap kyuun mujh ko bakhshte hain ba-sad inayat

Four walls and a black veil

na sog men huun ki us ko odhun

gham-o-alam khalq ko dikhaun

na rog huun main ki is ki tarikiyon men khiffat se Duub jaun

na main gunahgar huun na mujrim

ki is syahi ki mehr apni jabin pe har haal men lagaun

agar na gustakh mujh ko samjhen

agar main jaan ki amaan paun

to dast-basta karun guzarish

ki banda-parvar

huzur ke hujra-e-maattar men ek lasha pada hua hai

na jaane kab ka gala sada hai

ye aap se rahm chahta hai

huzur itna karam to kiije

siyah chadar mujhe na dijiye

siyah chadar se apne hujre ki be-kafan laash Dhanp dijiye

ki us se phuti hai jo ufunat

vo kuche kuche men hanpti hai

vo sar patakti hai chaukhaton par

barahnagi tan ki Dhanpti hai

sunen zara dil-kharash chikhen

bana rahi hain ajab hayule

jo chadaron men bhi hain barahna

What shall I do, Sire, with this black veil?

Why do you bestow on me this great favour?

I am not in mourning that I should wear it

to show the world my grief. Nor am I sick

that I should hide my shame

In its dark folds. Stamp my forehead with this

Dismal seal? If I am not too impudent, Sire

If you assure my life, may I tell you,

Most humbly: there lies, in your perfumed chamber,

A corpse that stinks. It begs for pity.

Cover that shroudless corpse. Not me.

Its stench is everywhere.

It cries for seclusion.

ye kaun hain jante to honge

huzur pahchante to honge

ye launDiyan hain

ki yarghamali halal shab-bhar rahe hain

dam-e-subh dar-ba-dar hain

huzur ke nutfe ko mubarak ke nisf virsa se be-mo’atabar hain

ye bibayan hain

ki zaujagi ka khiraj dene

qatar-andar-qatar baari ki muntazir hain

ye bachchiyan hain

ki jin ke sar par phira jo hazrat ka dast-e-shafqat

to kam-sini ke lahu se rish-e-saped rangin ho gai hai

huzur ke hajla-e-moattar men zindagi khuun ro gai hai

pada hua hai jahan ye lasha

tavil sadiyon se qatl-e-insaniyat ka ye khun-chakan tamasha

ab is tamasha ko khatm kiije

huzur ab is ko Dhanp dijiye

siyah chadar to ban chuki hai miri nahin aap ki zarurat

ki is zamin par vajud mera nahin faqat ik nishan-e-shahvat

hayat ki shah-rah par jagmaga rahi hai miri zehanat

zamin ke rukh par jo hai pasina to jhilmilati hai meri mehnat

ye char-divariyan ye chadar gali sadi laash ko mubarak

khuli fazaon men badban khol kar badhega mira safina

main adam-e-nau ki ham-safar huun

ki jis ne jiiti miri bharosa-bhari rifaqat

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