Poems

Bewajah

Zindagi ki kashmakash mein 

Paraai khwaishon ki saazish mein 

Ae dil, bhool gaya tu jeena

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Ranjishon ki parchaai mein

Wajah ke dastooron mein 

Ae dil bhool gaya main jeena 

*

Waqt ke ubharte paimaane mein 

Us saaki ke maikhaane mein 

Raftaar-bhari duniya se lad-jhagad kar 

Baadastur jaam peena tu tashreef toh la deta hai

*

Par teri pyaas se kai zyaada betaab toh yeh zamaana hai 

Jo tere peeche-peeche wajah ki hathkadiyon ko lekar

Tujhe pehnaane pohoch aata hai 

*

Ae dil, is kotwaal ka kya kiya jaaye?

Jiska naa toh koi chehra hai, naa hi koi awaaz

Jiska naa toh koi paighaam hai, naa hi koi alfaaz

*

Jab saaki ne teri bekhauf nazron ko gaur se dekha 

Toh unke kinaaron mein ek naadaniyat si jhalki 

Mat ro tu ae dil

Apne bisre hue meet se tu mil ae dil

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Wajaah-naame-pinjre ka kaidi ek dafaa main bhi raha tha 

Par us mukaam se main tab guzra 

Jab hazaaron lamhe wajahi mein bitaa kar 

Mujhme se aakhir bewajaahi ki chaabi ubhar nilki

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Is azaadi ki panah iklauti meri hi nahi 

Yeh woh kausar dariya hai

Jiski anjuman mein sirf hum jaise deewane milte hain 

Is sar-i-aam mefil mein 

Barson ki wajaahon ko chhor ae dil 

Is sar-i-aam mefil mein 

Purkon ke dasturon ko tod ae dil 

Agar in lehron mein tairna ho tujhe manzoor

Toh bewajah jeene se dil jor ae dil 

*

Agar wajah mein khuda milta 

Toh kya Sikandar is kadar safeene par safar karta? 

Agar wajah mein ishq milta

Toh kya Ranjhaa is kadar Heer ki khaatir marta?

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Woh usi mitti ke aashiq hai jaise main aur tu

Tu apne karwaan par ek musaafir

Aur main tera rasta

Teri pehredaari se jo mujhe fursat mile 

Toh us kotwaal ko bewajaahi ka jaam pilaau 

Tujhse kai zyaada betaab toh yeh zamaana hai

Jo tujhe bewajaahi ki raah par chalte dekh kar

Tere peeche peeche

Khud bewajaah ban jaaye

*

Aakhir is wajah mein rakha kya hai? 

Rakha hota, toh kya tu hota? 

Rakha hota, toh kya hota yeh maikhaana,

kya main hota?

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Translation 

In the dilemmas of life

In the conspiracies of alien desires 

Oh heart, you forgot how to live

*

In the shadows of anguish

In the customs of condition

Oh heart, I forgot how to live

*

In the overflowing cup of time

In the wine provider’s (lover’s) tavern

Having fought with this fast-paced world

You make an untimely arrival to get intoxicated

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But far more impatient than your thirst are these times

That follow you with the handcuffs of condition 

And arrive to put them on you

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What should be done of this guard

Who is bereft of a tangible face or voice

Who neither carries any message nor bears any words

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When the wine-provider (lover) carefully saw your fearless eyes 

S/he saw an innocence spill out of their shores 

Don’t cry, oh heart

Meet your long-forgotten friend, oh heart

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In the prison of condition, I too was once a prisoner

But I had passed that place/phase

After spending  thousands of moments bound in condition

When I finally found the key of unconditionality having surfaced from within me

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This solace of freedom is not mine alone

It is an ocean of abundance 

The society of which comprises of crazy people like you and me 

In this open gathering 

Leave the reasons that you have held for so long, oh heart

In this open gathering 

Break away from all those ancestral customs, oh heart

If you’ve come to terms with having to swim in these waves

Then join your heart with living unconditionally, oh heart

*

If there was God in condition

Then would Sikandar voyage the way he did on his ship?

If there was love in condition 

Then would Ranjhaa die for Heer’s sake?

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They (Sikandar and Ranjhaa) are lovers of the same soil such as you and me 

You are a traveller in your journey

And I, your path

If I get time to spare from being your protector

I’d make that guard drink the exhilir of unconditionality

But far more impatient than you are these times

Who, in watching you walk on the path of unconditionality

Follow you

To become unconditional themselves

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For, what lies in condition?

If it did, would you exist?

If it did, what would be of this tavern, 

would I exist? 

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