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Faiz by Abida
The serenity of Abida Parveen’s voice coupled with the legendary ‘manzar of Faiz” about a meeting of lovers creates pure bliss. To be in love and write poetry is something but to feel like falling in love after listening to such beautiful lines is another…
गुल हुई जाती है अफ़सुर्दा सुलगती हुई शाम
धुल के निकलेगी अभी चश्म-ए-माहताब से रात
और मुश्ताक निगाहों की सुनी जाएगी
और उन हाथों से मस होंगे ये तरसे हुए हाथ
The sad evening is going away as the sun fades
But it will soon come out bathed in the moonlit night
Once more my eager eyes will be heard and
these longing fingers will entwine with her fingers again
उन का आंचल है कि रुखसार कि पैराहन है
कुछ तो है कि जिससे हुई जाती है चिलमन रंगीन
जाने उस ज़ुल्फ़ कि मौहूम घनी छावं में
टिमिटमाता है वो आवेज़ा अभी तक के नही
Is it a part of her dress, her flushed cheek, or the way she looks
There’s something which has turned the curtain colorful
I wonder, if in the shade of her long hair,
does the moon still twinkle, suspended and yearning forever ?
आज फिर हुस्न-ए-दिलारा की वो ही धज होगी
वो ही ख्वाबीदा सी आंखें वो ही काज़ल की लकीर
रंग-ए-रुखसार पे हल्का सा वो गाज़े का गुबार
सन्द्ली हाथों पे धुंधली सी हिना की तहरीर
Tonight , her beauty will be as resplendent as ever
Those dreamy eyes, and those black eyelashes
The color of her cheeks will be flushed with the pink of rouge and
Her sandalwood like hands would have faded Heena lines on them
अपने अफ्कार के अशआर कि दुनिया है यही
जान-ए-मज़मून है ये शाहिद -ए-माना है यही
अपना मौज़ू-ए-सुखन इन के सिवा और नही
तब्बा शायर का वतन इन कॆ सिवा और नही
This is the world of my couplets, my thoughts
This is the essence of my writing, the fate of this poet
There is no other subject of my Poetry ,
There is no other home to my being but this
ये खूं की महक है के लबे यार की खुशबू
किस राह की जानिब से सबा आती है देखो
गुलशन मे बहार आई के ज़िन्दा हुआ आबाद
किस संग से नगमों की सदा आती है देखो
Is this blood, or the sweet fragrance of her lips
We must look from where this breeze is coming in
As if the spring has arrived, the captives have been set free
Go and see how come the stones are singing songs of serenade ??
~ Interpretative Translation by aahang
ज़ब से तूनें मुझे दीवाना बना रखा है
Abida sings Jigar – rare video
In this rare compilation of an old recording the genius of Abida and Jigar comes alive.Jiagr had this unique way with words and rythm that he could express the most complex ideas in a very simple manner.A real treat for even those who do not understand urdu well!
आदमी आदमी से मिलता मिलता है
दिल मगर कम किसी से मिलता है
भूल जाता हूँ मैं सितम उसके
वो इस सादगी से मिलता है
आज क्या बात है के फूलों का
रंग तेरी हँसी से मिलता है
मिल के भी जो नहीं मिलत्ता
टूट कर दिल उसी से मिलता है
~ जिगर मुरादाबादी
At the splendor…….I stared
Jalwa baqadr-e-zarf-e-nazar dekhte rahe 
Kya dekhte hum unko magar dekhte rahe
At the splendor, with an appreciative eye, I gazed
What else could I see- but at her, I gazed.
Apna hi aks pesh-e-nazar dekhte rahe
Aaina ru-ba-ru tha jidhar dekhte rahe
At my own reflection, standing before myself, I gazed
It was me in the mirror everywhere, wherever I gazed
Unki hareem-e-naaz kahaan aur hum kahaan
Naqsh-o-nigaar-e-parda-e-dar dekhte rahe
Before the sanctuary of her grace, I stood nowhere
At the imprints ,at the veil, at the door, I gazed
Aisi bhi kuch firaaq ki raatein guzar gayin
Jaise unhi ko pesh-e-nazar dekhte rahe
Some nights of separation have gone by as if
It were her, in front of my eyes, I gazed.
Har lehza shaan-e-husn badalti rahi Jigar
Har aan hum jahaan-e-digar dekhte rahe
With every glance, the grandeur of beauty changed, O Jigar
At every glory of this transforming world, I gazed.
Be the glass or become the chalice..
Ji chahe to sheesha ban ja, ji chahe paimana ban ja
Sheesha paimana kya banna, mai ban ja maikhana ban ja
Be the glass or become the chalice
Why only the glass or chalice ? become the wine,the tavern
Mai ban kar, maikhana bankar masti ka afsana ban ja
Masti ka afsana bankar hasti se begaana ban ja
By becoming the wine,the tavern become the symbol of joy
A symbol of joy now, be indifferent to your existence
Hasti se begaana hona masti ka afsaana banna
Iss hone se is banne se achha hai dewaana ban ja
Being indifferent to existence,a symbol of joy
Be this be that,Isn’t it better that you just loose your senses
Dewaana ban jane se dewaana hona achha hai
Deewana hone se achha khak-e-dar-e-janana ban ja
It’s even better to be mad than to loose your senses
To be mad or to become the dust of the the beloved’s doorstep
Khak-e-dar-e-janana kya hai ahle dil ki aankh ka surma
Shama ke dil ki thandak ban ja noor-e-dil-e-parwana ban ja
Seekh ‘Zaheen’ ke dil se jalna kahe ko har shamma par jalna
Apni aag mein khud jal jaye tu aisa parwana ban ja
