Sare jahan se pyara ye hindostan hamara,
Na ruke the hum na rukenge kabhi,
Badhate chale jayenge lekar yahi nara,
Sare jahan se pyara ye hindostan hamara,

Geet gate chalenge, hath milate chalenge,
Raksha karne ka pran lekar hum apna sar katate chalenge,
Na jhukaye the hum, na jhukayenge kabhi
Mita denge khud ko apne desh ke liye yahi hain pran hamara,
Sare jahan se pyara ye hindostan hamara,

Dekhlo ai dusmano hum pith pichhe war karne wale kayar nahi,
Hum sher hain apne desh ka tum jaise kayar nahi,.
Uncha rahega sda ye TINRANGA hamara,
Sare jahan se pyara ye hindostan hamara,

Kaise bhula de wo sahidon ki purani yaadein,
Jinhone khud ko mita di es desh ki suraksha ke liye,
Chhod chale gye wo khun se latfath yaadein,
Etihas ke panno me likhenge dobara,
Vishwa me sabse uper rahega
Ye hindostan hamara,
hindostan hamara......

Swaymvar- Wedding! With Translation in English

Kavi, tha khayalon me khoya
Dard-e -dil soch ke roya

Tab Apsara sundarsi hui prakat
Ahista se gayee Kavi ke nikat

Likhte kyun ** kavita hamesha udaas
Racho koi rachna jisme ** harsh-o- ulhas

Ghatne wali hai ghatna avismarniya
Reh jayega baki sub kuch asmarniya

Aney wali hai baraat aaj raat
Yahi kuch gyarah- barah baje ke baad

Chaand ke saath hogi chandni
Sitare layenge jhilmil roshni

Indra layenge varsha ko saath
Varun ayenge thamey badalon ka haath

Suraj layenge bas kiran ek
Teeno mil sajayenge indradhanush anek


Draupadi ke saath honge punch pandav
Shiv bhi karenge nritya tandav

Agni khud karenge havan
Halka sa jhonka denge Pavan

Patton se banegi chudiyan hari
Maang mein mitti hogi lal sindoori

Aasman mein cha jayega kala-neela sa rang
Krishna jab nachenge radha ke sang

Rachegi khoob ras leela wahan
Dekha na hoga kabhi ye jahan

Pakwan har ek hoga anvesh
Bhojan hoga bahut hi vishesh

Srishti banegi ati ati -sundar
Rachegi jab
Ambar aur dharti ka swayamvar!



Translation The Wedding!
The poet was lost in thought
Heartbroken and distraught

When appeared an Apsara ethereal
She touched his shoulder lightly

Why do you write poems full of sorrow
Do write some poems replete with joy

About to happen is an event memorable
Everything else will be forgettable

The bridegroom will ride on a chariot light
Around eleven-twelve tonight

The moon will swing in with his moonlight
The stars will twinkle on their own shining bright

Indra will bring along the rains
Varun will hold the clouds in rein

The sun will be present as a single ray
The trio will create a rainbow array

Draupadi will come with five pandav
Shiv will swirl to his Dance Tandav

Agni himself will do the Havan
Gentle breeze will be supplied by Pavan

The bangles will be made from leaves green
The color of the earth will be vermilon red

The sky will be decked in black and blue
When Krishna will dance with Radha his beloved true

There will be celebrations lavish
Mortals will be left in disbelief

The food will indeed be delectable
Each dish will be a creative spectacle!

Creation will be at her very best
When the earth and sky
will be in their union blessed.

Jo wahan hai wo yahan hai
Jo yahan hai wo wahan hai
Par-e-dil gumshuda
Na Jane kahan hai
Ek chota sa to ye jahan hai
Hum to isse bhi bant chale
Dil to ek chota sa makam hai

A us ***** ko bhi sath le chalein
Jispe uska kudha mehrban hai
Ye to ek aeine ki zaban hai
Jane teri ankhein kahan hai
apne ko hi kyu karta hai khafa
Tujse zada insan to asman hai
Koi lakeer zisko na bant sake
Usse bant diya tune jahan hai

ab to diwaron me hi tu fanaa hai
agar ek dusre ke liye hi marna hai
to pyar me marne me kya gunha hai ?

rok na sake koi usse
jisko khaboien ki panaa hai
Jo pyar me bana hai
lakeeron ke uss par bhi to ek sapna hai
udhar bhi to koi shayad apna hai

agar ek dusre ke liye hi marna hai
to pyar me marne me kya gunha hai ?


ye jo rasta tumne chuna hai
akele pad jaoge tum beete kal
ye jo hai tumhari addat
ki ab to ibadat bhi gunha hai
kya tumne kabhi dheere se suna hai
wo ek muskaan ki shararat
jiska arth bhi tumko mana hai
dekh le us fakeer ki nazakat
jo tere mere khoon ki milawat
us lakeer ki ahat pe kurban hai


agar ek dusre ke liye hi marna hai
to pyar me marne me kya gunha hai ?

Ye hawayen kis or le jayengi mujhe,
Kab tak tere ishq me tadpayegi mujhe,
Na koi manzil na koi thikana raha mera ab,
etna dard dekar, Kab aur kis mor pe tumse milayegi mujhe,


Rukh tere pyar ka begana ** gya,
nahi bhul sakta tujhe main kabhi bhi,
Kyoki Tujhpar mera dil bhi deewana ** gya,
Teri yaadon ne mujhe etna dard diya ki,
Ab mere har lavj shayarana ** gya,


Nahi dekh sakta main tera ye udas chehra
Kyoki tumhari khushi hi meri muskan,
Lag jaye tujhe ye meri sari umar
Kyoki tum hi mere sapne aur tum hi mera jahan,
Kyon ruth gya ye pal mujhse,
Rone laga ye dil bhi jabse pyar hua hai tumse,

Muhabbat chaiay, lazim hai kay
Saans aay aur jay
Jahan muhabbat chalay, hawa ki manind
Kay buhat tapash hai
Aur dil ki zameen mun kholay haanp rahi hai
Aur nazar kaheen poshida hai
Dil aur bahar
Har taraf
Ikk hi hawa hai
Loo ki manind
Larazti, sansanati ***
Jaisay haddion ko murjha day
Aur thara day saans ki simt ko!!

Kaheen bhe nhn, kuch bhe nhn
Jahan jaon, jahan tharon
Wahan kuch bhe nhn, kabhi bhe nhn.
Ehsaas kahan hai? Yay dil tou ab ikk pinjra hai
Jahan ka makeen bolay tou maut, saans bhe maut, harkat bhe kafan, lafz bhe khatam!

Kuch hai, in dinon, kay shaam ka ilhaam
Meray dil kay darwazon pay
Khafeef ahat say bhe
Maut paida karta hai
Aur iska paida hona
Meray wajood main
Ikk Ah ban kar raqs karta hai.
Kuch hai
Kuch tou hai
Iss shaam main , aaj kal!

Rung-o- boo ki nami, uss ehsaas ka sarood
Kaheen ab samandar paar sakoot ki chadar orhay baitha hai
Aur idhar mera wajood
Bass akhri saans ikk umeed ki aas pay laita thahar sa gya hai...

Through years of my prime
I walked with a heart
crazy about love.

I wanted my heart to bloom
and shelter a shadow of love.
when the heart was soaked in passion
and was wet,
I wanted to wrench it dry
on love itself.
I wanted to paint a picture,
in indelible print, across
the canvass of my heart.

I stand today
in front of the Taj Mahal.
I watch the marble smiling
as the sunlight gives it a touch.
I feel gusts of wind
gone mad
as they come across
the heights of love here.
I listen to the music, waking in
the dream-eyed visitors' quiet hearts.

I am tipsy after my
own feelings
themselves have become wine.
I forget myself, world and all.

I don't know
whether I'm thinking of Shah Jahan,
Mumtaj or myself.
I'm quite disillusioned, stupefied,
enveloped under an expanding heart.

Shah Jahan who proved
an emperor to be shorter than a lover,
who turned a grave into a temple
who gave his beloved a place of God
and converted love into a prayer.

there exists one difference between
us two.
he was all in all, and if
I'd ever grown prosperous like he was,
I'd not have waited for my beloved's death
before I erected a Taj Mahal.

(Translated from Nepali by Manu Manjil)

Duniya ko janam dene wali maa
Teri mamta kaha kho ***,
insan insan ko mar raha
Aadmi ki niyat haiwan si ** ***,
Roh pare wo bhi
Jisne banaya ye jahan,
Dekh es duniya ki surat usne bhi kaha,
Badal raha insan,
Ab badal raha insan......


Tumhare sikhaye hua raste se
bhatak raha insan,
Lut ke ejjat ek aurat ki
Mita di mamta ki pahchan,
Kar ke dhuli aanchal teri
Badal raha insan,
Ab badal raha insan.......


Kash! na hoti duniya
Na rahta insan,
Bata ke roya "Manish" bhi
Kalyugi insan ki pahchan,
Badal raha insan,
Ab badal raha insan.....

Udd jayegi ek din chiraiya chhodhkar babul ka ghar,
Basane ek naya aashiyana sabhi ke aankho ko bhar,

Vidai ka hota hai ye kaisi bela,
Kyu hamesha jana padta chhod us kali ko hi akela,

Beegh jati hai mata-pita ki palkein vidai ke pal,
Jab aata us baag me chahchahane wali chidiya ki judai ke pal,

Bahut si yaadein  chhoti aankho me sajaye hue,
Ro rhi hai maa pari ko gale lagaye hue,

Papa ki pyari gudiya aaj sazkar sasural chali,
Tham ke hath humsafar ka ek nye dwar chali,

Jahan  pali badi wo pyari gudiya chali hai aaj us ghar ko chhod,
Karke suna ek aangan ko pita ki aankhon ko bhar,

Na jaane kyu beti ko janam se hi paraya btaya ,
Aakhir kisne ye  riwaz banaya ,

Nikalkar apne **** se ek pita apni jaan ,
Bahut bada dil hai ek pita ka jo kar dete hain kanyadaan ,

Waqt ka kaisa hai ye dastoor 
Na jaane kyu ek beti ko jaana hota hai dur ,

Chali hai aaj papa ki gudiya ,
Chhodhkar apne aangan ki nindiya, 

Yaadon ki jhadi dil mein basakar chali hai maa ki jaan ,
Chhod ke sabkuch apna Banane ek nayi pehchaan,

Babul ki laadli kab ** gayi badi,
Aayi hai dil ko chhune wali ghadi,

Jis  ghar me pali,us ghar ko alwida kaise kahegi,
Maa baba behan bhai bin wo gudiya kaise rahegi,

Vidhata ne ye kaisa niyam hai banaya,
Chhod ghar babul ka,ek naye ghar ko basaya,

Dekh tyad ek bitiya ki us khuda ki bhi *** aankhen bhar,
Udd jayegi ek din chirraiya chhodkar babul ka ghar,
Babul ka ghar.........

Composed by
Sonia Paruthi & Shrivastva MK

Dil ki kalam se kuch likhte hain aahat,
Bn chuke hain aap hamari aadat.

Aapki pyaari si muskurahat dekh jo sukoon milta,
Hamara masoom chehra bhi nanhi kali jaise khilta.

Saanso mein chupi har hayat hai aapki,
Jab aap hain saath sawar jayegi zindagi.

Do pal bhi nahi reh sakte aapke bin,
Raatein kat jaati taare gin gin.

Naam aapka pehchaan hai hamari,
Har dadhkan ki awaaz hai tumhari.

Hothon par muskurahat hai aapke naam ki,
Aapke khayalon mein uljhe raat se subah ** jaati.

Qubool ** gayi dua hamari,
Mil jo gayi humein chahat tumhari.

Nahi hai koi Chah ab hamari,
Jabse judi humse dadhkane tumhari.

Jazbaaton ka sagar hai gehra,
Dil mein hai humsafar ka basera.

Mohabbat ka rang aisa chhadhaya hai tumne,
Feeke lagne lage har rang iske saamne.

Jaane kis qadar imtehaan leta hai khuda,
Bs gujarish hai usse karna na kabhi juda.

Jab tak dadhkane chal rahi hain unki,
Zindagi ki har saanse hai sanam sir aapki.

Jahan mera humsafar **,
De dena jagah humko.

Har kadam par saath chalna piya mere,
Jeene ka shauk nahi ek pal bhi bin tere.

Har pal sirf aapko yaad hain karte,
Jaane kab mitange ye meelon ke faasle.

Saath nibhayenge har mod par aapka,
Tumhare andar paya humne khuda apna.

Shiddat se itna chahte hai tumhe,
Labzo mein baya nahi hum kar skte.

Aisa koi labz nahi jo is sacchi mohabbat ko sanjo le,
Mohabbat se kai upar hai ye mohabbat jisko koi naam na de .

Jab aap humare ** pass,

Har lamha hai bhut khaas.



Har ehsaas bhi sun leti hain ye dadhkane,

Aap zindagi ** humarai aapke siwa kuch nahi chahiye.



Aap ** tou sab kuch hai humare pass,

Dil se dil ke jude hain gehre ehsaas.



Paaya apne rabb ko aap mein,

Aapko dekar de diya sab kuch us rab ne.



Har dua mein shaamil ** aap,

Rooh ki awaaz ko meelon dur se bhi lete ** bhaap.



Is jahan mein aapke jaisa koi nahi,

Samjh jaate ** wo bhi jo baat ankahi.



Sabse khubsurat tarasha hai aapko us uparwale ne.

Aapke saamne tou wo chaand bhi feeka lage.



Aapke bina soona hai mera jahan jaanu,

Aapke siwa us khuda se mai aur kya mangu.



Zindagi ko zindagi mil gayi,

Chahiye aur kuch bhi nahi.



Is banjaare dil ko us dil ka mila thikana,

Jannat se bhi khubsurat hai aapka aana.



Sir jhuka kar karu mai aapke saamne sajda,

Ibadat ** jayegi qubool aap ** mere khuda.



Meri saadgi, meri khushi,

Zinda hai sirf aapse hi.



Baahon mein chupa le jaana,

Intezaar rhega aap bhi doli leke jald hi aana.



Dulhan bn aapki mil jayegi har khushi,

Aapke angana aaungi chali.



Mehandi wale haathon ki chudi hai aapse,

Saja dena maang humari apne naam ke kumkum se.



Basau mai aapke sang pyaara sa aashiyana,

Hai ek dil ka khubsurat sa sapna.



Meri saanse chalti hain un dadhkano se,

Mera sab kuch hai sirf aapke waaste.



Dil, jaan , rooh sirf aapke naam.

Har janam bs aapki hi banu bheja khuda ko paigaam.

“Death Talk”

A. Language: The use of euphemism or metaphors to communicate a subtler or deeper meaning than those associated with a planner speech. Example, It Was Curtains- Which in one’s mind could mean, after they log the minute and tag your right toe; then then cover your peaceful corpse with clean white linen concealing your body from all the others until only the powerful certain selected one’s can watch your private encore show.

B. Music: Themes of loss and death are heard in all the musical styles. It has been suggested that death imagery rock music helped break the taboo against public mention of death. Music artists also use their talents to send out a message that somehow we all can one way or another understand and relate to.

C. In literature: The meaning of death is often explored as it relates to society as well as the individual in the form of a poem or novel. Jahan Ramazani says, “The poetry of mourning for the dead assumes in the modern period an extraordinary diversity and range, incorporating more anger and skepticism, more conflict and anxiety than ever before”. It is also how I have a safety valve after everything that I take part in. Yes some of my written works are insane but I also have a deep feeling of respect and honor along with dignity when preparing a passed loved one onto there next journey.

2. “Theoretical Perspectives”

A. Structural Functionalism- Society controls individuals through physical and material restraints, but its true power derives from moral authority. Moral authority is experienced as an external force, which takes on a sacred quality because it is experienced as unlike ordinary forces and objects. Religion arises out of ritual. It is in religious rituals that society’s moral power is most clearly felt and where moral and social sentiments’ are strengthened and renewed. All death rituals, irrespective of their substance, operate to sustain common sentiments.

B. Symbolic Interaction- is how people learn in a society to continue to and carry their specific customs and beliefs, through interactions with other members within their society by learning the practice they were taught, grew accustomed and to witness growing up.

C. Social Learning- When it comes to the topic of death along with the feelings of grief and loss, there is no singular way that an individual copes with the emotions that persist. Death is a very difficult topic to deal with, and at best we can really only hope to learn all about it. Understanding it is an undertaking all by itself, and becoming an expert on such a topic is not something that many people can say is an easy topic to talk all about. One learns social learning through demonstrations, verbal instructions and through symbolic witnessing by means of movies, television, internet, literature, and radio through music.

3. “Subcultural differences in Death Customs”

When thinking of some different subcultural differences in death customs the Asian’s African. Hawaiian an Native Indian population come to mind because although in each geographical area they all may look the same, they are actually differ in their customs because there unique tradition. Say where one group may only bury as to where the next group close only by cremation and etc… One could also think that it could be both sides of the coin when you think as to the point of it being either a comforting experience or an anxiety producing event. In my opinion it all depends all upon the individual.

4. “Myself vs. Students (quoted on taking Death and Dying Class)

After reading the students comments from taking the course on Death and Dying, I would have to agree with the consensus that I believe that a greater majority of students would have a total different way of thinking and would seek a greater outlook on their own lives along with having a better appreciation of live in general upon completing such a course.

I also think that taking a course on Death and Dying as possibly a requirement for a consideration on an early discharge from the Correctional System could lead to positive results and crime rates would then drop. Statics prove that within the prison population there are a vast number of inmates who suffer from depression of a loss of some kind that spans all crimes that are committed and is a contributing factor to their actions.

As for me, the new values that could be obtained after taking such a course were already instilled within me for many years and until recently those values have then manifested themselves and then slowly then came into true contrast.

Within the endeavors I am now slowly undertaking pursuing a degree in Mortuary Science and in the process after witnessing all that is truly entailed, I often ponder and think to myself, what is it that I can do different so I don’t meet my time anytime soon, and how can I also have many more memorable moments with my children? Because, all the gifts I have already have received now makes me wonder how many more rewards now wait around the next corner. I feel that the life I now feel I must live one should be able to be able to enjoy a comfortable one that I now dream of and if pursued diligently with a positive outlook one can harness such a life and I truly feel it is now finally, at my fingertips

Thank You for your time reading. I put a lot into this assignment.

(SirCARSr. 4-3-14)

Yaha Maa beti behan patni parivaar ki Shaan h...
Ha ye Mera ni hamara hindustan h..
Yaha Har muskilo ka Hal nhii...
Par Har javaab Geeta, Bibal, aur kuraan h...
Yaha beta aur beti dono parivaar ki Shaan h..
Ha ye Mera nhii hamara hindustan h..
Jahan Har muskilo mein apno ka saath h..
Bacho k sir par Maa baap ka haath h..
Yaha beta Maa ki aur beti Papa ki jaan h..
Ha ye Mera nii hamara hindustan h..
Jahan alag alag bhashao ka Mel h hockey yaha ka priy khel h
.
Jhagde bahot h par usse jyada pyaar h...
Daat padne se jo bachae vo yaaro ka yaar h....
Yahan alag alag desho ki mithas aur sanskaar h...
Yahan alag alag desho ka rang punjab kashmir aur rajasthan h...
Ha hme garv h is desh par qki ye Mera nhii hamara hindustan h....

मेरे दर्द की दवा हो तुम,
रब से मांगी दुआ हो तुम,
दिल में छिपा है प्यार जो तेरे लिए,
होठों से निकली वो ज़ुबा हो तुम,

नजाने किस मिटटी की बनी हो तुम,
मुस्कान और प्यार की धनी हो तुम,
जो हमेशा यु ही खिला रहे,
ओ फूल की कली हो तुम,

मेरे होठों की मुस्कान हो तुम,
मेरे जिस्म की जान हो तुम,
मेरी खुशिया जिसमे बसती है,
खुशियो की वो जहाँ हो तुम,



Mere dard Ki dwa ** tum,
rab se mangi dua ** tum,
Dil me chhupa hai pyar Jo tere liye,
Othon se nikli Wo zuba ** tum,

Najane kis mitti se bani ** tum,
Muskan aur pyar Ki dhani ** tum,
Jo hamesha yuhi khila rahe,
Wo phool Ki Kali ** tum,

Mere hothon Ki muskan ** tum,
Mere **** Ki jaan ** tum,
Meri khushiya jisme basti hai,
khushiyo Ki wo jahan ** tum,

"So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee."

Shall I compare thee...

...to the Iguazú Falls River, where legend serves that a serpent; Boi, demanded a sacrifice each year of a young female, and the day two lovers; Tarobá and his beautiful maid Naipí, took to escape, and in revenge of such an act, Boi exuded such anger that he parted the river, thus forming the Iguazú Falls, splitting the river and condemning to two lovers to the falls.

or

...to Cristo Redentor; Christ the Redeemer, the Art Deco statue, protecting and looking over the city of Rio de Janeiro, to whom in all its glory cannot escape the force of nature, struck by lightning, causing damage irreplaceable.

or

…to The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, hundreds of metres into the sky, a place that to this day is unknown, myth being that King Nebuchadnezzar recreated the homeland of his precious wife Amyitis, who was deeply depressed and homesick, allowing her to find comfort and happiness.

or

…the Taj Mahal, of Pradesh, constructed using marble by the emperor Shah Jahan, in loving memory of his third wife; Mumtaz Mahal, the *jewel of Muslim art, a calligraphy written Great Gate reading; "O Soul, thou art at rest. Return to the Lord at peace with Him, and He at peace with you.

or

…the Temple of Artemis; Istambul, on sacred land in honour of the Greek goddess Artemis, the most apotheosized of Greek deities, the supposed daughter of Zeus and Leto, the temple also known as Diana, one of the goddesses who vouched never to marry; alongside Minerva and Vesta.

or

… the Mausoleum at Halicarnassus, of the Persian Empire, whereby Mausolus ornamented four sculptures created in relief for his wife (and also his sister); Artemisia II of Caria, generating an above ground tomb that would become to be listed as one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.

But of all,
I compare thee to the Goddess of Love, Beauty and Sexuality; Aphrodite
arising from the sea, floating ashore on a shell;
Venus rising from the sea,
a lover of many,
later depicted as a painting of the Birth of Venus,
by the sufferer of unrequited love; Botticelli,
using his muse Simonetta Vespucci as a model.

© Sia Jane

Ek chand gumsum sa hai
Door desh rehta  hai.

Jab b puch lo kyu udas hai
Koi baat nahi kehta hai
Kya kho gya hai uska jo door desh me dhoondta hai
Sans is zami me hai
To vha ku ghumta hai.
Muje fark yun padta hai
Ku Maine is chand ko haste hasate dekha hai.
Ladte jhagadte roothte manate dekha hai.
Us chand Ka taqiya b uski ankho ki nami mehsus karta hai.
Bhai jan to hai par aapi ammi ki kami mehsus karta hai.

Vo vha aasman ki talash me gya hai
Apne sapno k jahan ki talash me gya hai.

Ab use is shehar ki chamak b raas ni aati
Kabhi bethkar sochta hai k is shehar kash na aati.

Maa ki panv ki jameen ko jannat hai janta hai.
Jo samne se jhagdta tha phone pe ammi Ka Sab kha manta hai.

Us chand Ka dil b toota hai kisi se keh ni paya
Sab kuch saha Akele
Bas Roye bina reh na paya

Ab Dard kam hai Bas kasak baki hai
Khalish baqi  hai jakhm pe thoda namak Baqi hai.

Or Hume intezar hai k vo chand Jane ab Kab hasega

Kab utha k tasveer zindagi ki usme rang bharega

Chudi bindi mehndi libaz Sab shaunk thode kam ** gye hai
Ye Sab dekh k hairan hum ** gye hai

** skta hai ye likha b use na pasand aye
** skta hai nazarandaz kare ya nazarband kar jaye

Hume yakin hai vo Khud k  Masle hal kar legi
Sabr or dua dono mile h use aj ni to kal kar legi

Dhal jayega jald vo saya jo chand pe aj betha hai.
Ek chand gumsum sa hai
Door desh rehta  hai.
Ek chand gumsum sa hai
Door desh rehta  hai.

Meri pyari daadi maa,
tumsa na h koi yaha.
tum ** mera saara jahan,
nahi kr skti tmhe shabdon m bayan.
tum ** meri aan,
tum ** mera amaan.
tum ** mera gumaan,
tumse ek baar fir milna, hai mera armaan.
roz sapno mai dekhti hu tmhe,
roz sapna toot jaata hai.
Kab aaogi saamne mere,
yahi soch soch ke ek aur din guzar jaata h.
wahi chand sa chehra, wahi phool se muskan,
rakhungi sada tumhe dil mai, banake apni shaan.

Bin aapke ek pal raha nahi jaata,

Dil ki dadhkano ko khuda hai jaanta.



Is janam mein khushnaseeb hain aapko paakar,

Khuda se duaein karte har janam aapko maangkar.



Aapke liye agar taqdeer se bhi ladna pada,

Khushi khushi ladegi aapki mahiya.



Dukh ne sataya aapko tou saamne milegi aaapki sangini,

Aapki rooh ko chhukar is rooh tak hawaein aapki khabar batati.



Aapka naam lekar hi chalti hain ye saansein,

Beintehha mohabbat hai humein aapse.



Fikar nahi kariye,

Jaan aye meriye.



Jeet lenge apni mohabbat se sabko,

Ek kharoch bhi nahi aane denge aapko.



Ye dadhkane chalti hain sun un dadhkano ko,

Aapki muskurahat dekhkar hi sukoon milta humko.



Aapki aankho mein ashq ka ek katra tak nahi aane denge,

Har janam hum sirf aur sirf aapke hi rahenge.



Dur jaane ki baat nahi kara kijiye,

Meri zindagi meri rooh aap hi ** jaan aye meriye.

Aapke bin ye dil kahin lagta nahi,

Jahan aap honge milenge aapko hum bhi wahi.



Nazar na lag jaye kabhi tabeez bankar raksha karenge,

Jis haal mein rakhoge aapke sang humesha khush rhenge.



Aapse hi judi hain humari saari khushiyan,

Duniya badi hai par mere liye aap hi ** meri duniya.

Chahe aaye aandhi ya fir koi tufaan ,
Kamzor nahi padegi hamari udaan .
Chhaon ** ya kadakti dhoop ,
Nikhrega hamara naya roop .

Lakh mushibat aaye nahi rukenge hum,
Badhte jayenge yuhi hum kadam dar kadam,
Rastey chahe kitni bhi mushkil kyon na **,
Har mushkilo ko chirte hue ek din manzil tk pahuch jayenge hum

Bheedh hamesha us raastey par hai chalti ,
Jahan ** na koi mushkil khadi .
Par humne chuna hai raasta alag ,
Kyunki karna hai humne kuch alag .

Itihaas rachna hai tou bhid se alag hona sikho,
Paristithio se daro nhi paristithio ko badalna shikho,
Ek din wo mukaam tumhe mil hi jayega,
Dekh tumhari safalta ko ek din kismat bhi muskurayega,

Mehnat ke bal par likhenge khud ki takdeer,
Takleef ke hain hum mahaveer.
Na chahat hai sitaron ki ,
Na tamanna hai nazaron ki.

Sirf wahi log itihaas rach ke dikhaya hai,
Jisne apne taklifon ko gale lagaya hai,
whi log asafal rah jate hai,
Jo mushkilo se darr tut jate hai,

Har mushkil ka saamna kar ,
Pahuchna hai apni manzil ke shikhar par .
Khamoshiyan sabra ka imtehaan ban gayi ,
Apne man mein Umeed ki jyot jag gayi .

Hum wo hai jo Kismat par rote nahi
Jo rote hai unke kuchh hote nahi,
Mandabuddhi wala einstein tou paper wala kalaam kahlaya,
Apne kaarnamo se hai vishwa me ek alag pahchaan banaya,

Laakhon kasht aa jaye saamne ,
Hamara ishwar bada hai us har takleef ke aage .
Musibaton se baghna na humne kabhi seekha ,
Hamari nanhi akhiyon ne bahut kuch hai dekha.

Milkar humne ye thana hai,
Naam nahi hume etihaas banana hai,
Ab kisi bhi mushkil se na darna hai,
Kyuki Hume kuchh alag karna hai,
Kuchh alag karna hai..


Collab Poem by
Sonia Paruthi & Shrivastva MK.....…....✍

Tuhade layi je ladna paya mainu taqdeera naal,

Haske mai lad laungi tuhadi khushiyan waal.



Tuhade waal je aaya koi dukhe ve,

Saamne mai khadungi mahiye.



Chhetti chhetti aaja jaane meriye,

Bade cher tou tuhadi yaad aundiye.



Ik pal vi tuhade baajo reha nai jiunda,

Sab tou khushnaseeb haa mai tussi jo mile tohfa rabb da.



Mai tuhadi si, tuhadi haa, tuhadi hi rahangi,

Tuhade saaha naal hi sadde saah chalde jaani.



Saddi har khushi tuhade naal ve,

Tussi meri zindagi ** jaan aye meriye.



Sadde ehsaasa ch vi rooh jiundi,

Bin chue vi mehsoos kr lendi.



Es pagli nu mera paglu hi samjh sakda,

Tuhade bajo ek pal vi dil nahi lagda.



Raatan nu neend ni aundi,

Tuhade khayalan ch mai khoyi rendi.



Tussi aisi nigaahan mainu takeya,

Mere dil,rooh jaan ch bs ohi chehra vaseya.



Sawere uthde vi sab tou pehla tuhada naam mai lendi,

Tuhanu hi har janam mai os rabb kolu mangdi.



Lawan baahan ch samet kaayenaat assi,

Jado lawo sanu aapde seene naal tussi.



Tuahde naal jahan sadda,

Sab tou anmol tukda ** sadde dil da.



Chand naal chandani je,

Taareyan naal raat ve.



Tuhade naal saddi har zindagi ve,

Sacchiyan mohabbbatan tuhade naal la baithe.



Jithe jithe tussi hove,

Tuhade picche picche sanu hi pave.



Tuhade naam assi kr ditta har janam,

Har dadhkan ch tuhadi chahat haigi sanam.



Saada har mukaam tuhadiyan hi raahan ch,

Jeena marna sab tuhadiyan baahan vich.



Bhaagan wali haa mai jo mileya saanu eho jeya mahiya,

Mainu mera sohneya saddi jaan tou vi piyareya.



Gale ch mangalsutra,

Baneya raksha sutra.



Tuhada naam jado sadde naam nu poora kareya,

Tuhade kol mera dil ve sadde pyaar di nishaniya.



Chhetti chhetti aaja mahiya le ja aapdi jaan nu aapda bna ke,

Hatthan ch mehndi, baahan ch chudiyan, matthe tey sindoor aapde naam da bhar ke.

Jo hamare aankhon me bade bade sapne sazote hain,
Jo hamare sanskaro me pyar ke bij bote hain,
Jo  humare sapno ke liye din-raat ek kar dete hain,
Aise Hamare Maa-baap hote hain,

Jo hamari khushi ke liye khud rote hain,
Hamari acchi nind ke liye wo nahi sote hain,
Naa karo kabhi bhi Maa-Baap ka apmaan,
Kyuki ye bhagwaan ka roop hote hain,

Mata-Pita me shaktiya anek hote hain,
Dur rahkar bhi ek-dusre se sda ek hote hain,
Putra kuptra ** jaatey hai pr,
Maa-Baap hamesha nek hote hain,

Maa-Baap ke andar ishwariye shakti vidyaman hain,
Enke andar samst shristi ka gyan hai,
Hum tou kuchh bhi nahi the es naye jahan me,
Enhi se hamara naam enhi se hamara pahchaan hain....

Guzar gay kaey din , kiay gham-e-jaanaan main hijrat
Aik wohi tou umeed thee apni, ikk wohi thee muhabbat!!

Tmhain maaloom hai meray ghar kay darwazay muqaffal hain paray
Jahan ikk arsay hawa chalti thee, jahan bastii thee chahat!!

Ab tou yun kharay hain shahrahon pay, kay faqeer ka sa gumaan hota hai
Jiss rastay say khusboo aati thee, tere gul-e-rafaqat!!

Aur phir yun hoa kay raat ki parchai gahri say gahri hoti chali ***
Aur hum dobtay chalay gay, madham saanson say taraf, tere rughbat!!

A crushed Shah Jahan said:
When you behold the memorial,
a sight so masterly, yet sorrowful;
you will inevitably admit
an aching little bisecting wish
that adorns your yearning lips....
parched,
barren,
effete......
And from the world's lid,
the luminaries too
would sob and drip.

#

He could well have been talking
about my beloved's words ;
......so utterly breathtaking
that a sigh poignantly quivers
in my dithering being.

Her words meander.
It is no wonder:
for all of us saunter
in thought and speech
one time or the other.

At times her words are poised and easy.....,
wonderfully jolly, sensationally starry:
They shimmer like the four minarets (1)
on the full moon night;
....brilliant......resplendent.

Then they taper from the dome
and stop halfway between the tomb
and the solemn reflecting pool:
They are calmer, sober,
and you know,
a little factual;
...what they call discriminating
intellectual, rational......

Soon the words leave charbagh (2)
and hit the red sandstone walls (3)
crenellated with flawless wisdom;
spotlessly beautiful
like the lifeless marble
that proudly commemorates
Mr. Shah Jahan's love
in grim, cold blooded grace.

We talk about
riders and scruples,
kith and kin,
restraints and constraints,
fidelity and modesty.......
....and I can not help
but to sadly agree
to the placid logic
in our impeccable scripts.

#

Logic is a wonderful remedy
for the radical and foolhardy
but for every cure,
there is a spin-off.
Deep somewhere,
a delicate,
two-cent sentiment
collapses into atrophy
and.......silently
another part of me
becomes a
meek monument
of disposable history.

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(1) The four minarets of the Taj Mahal

(2) The garden that starts from the end of the main gateway and ends near the squared base of the mausoleum is an integral part of the Taj Mahal structure.

(3) The building material used is brick-in-lime mortar veneered with red sandstone and marble and inlay work of precious/semi precious stones. The mosque and the guest house in the Taj Mahal complex are built of red sandstone in contrast to the marble tomb in the center.

Oo panchhi le jaa meri chitti us jahan mein,

Jaha rakha hai meri maa ko us uparwale ne.



Pahuchana mera ye paigaam un dono khuda ko,

Ek meri maa jo jaan se pyaari hai mujhko.



Aur ek bhagwaan ko jinhone meri jaan apne pass bula li,

Meri maa unke pass hain wo bhi ** gye bhagyashaali.



Shukriya hai maa aapka jo aapne un ishwar se keh ke,

Aapke jaisi parwaah karne wala bhej diya zindagi mein.



Humari zindagi mein aake zindagi bn gye hain wo khuda ka farishta,

Dil se dil ka rooh se rooh ka hai unse ye khubsurat rishta.



Behad khushnaseeb hai aapki beti jo mila aisa jeevan saathi,

Wo mile tou in dadhkano ko jeene ki wajah mili.



Apni rehmat humesha banaye rehna,

Unhe har pal mehfooz rakhna.



Unki khushi se barkaraar hai humari khushi,

Unka mukhda tou hai misaal saadgi ki.



Dil hai unka pavan pavitra jaise ** sacche dil se bhakti,

Unke saamne sajda kar lu tou ** jayegi ibadat -e- bandagi.



Kayenaat bhi feeki lage unki rooh ki khubsurti ke saamne,

Badi hi fursat se tarasha hai unhe us khuda ne.



Wo mil gye sab kuch mil gayaab kuch nahi chahiye,

Oo panchhi udd ja lai jaa meri ye chitthiye.

Muhammad Khalid Khan
December 14, 2018 ·
Ghazal
Tum kaho to main bus wahan rakhon
Itnay dil main kahan kahan rakhon
Hay sanam khaana ye jahan sara
Tum kaho main zuban kahaan rakhon
Husan nay hosla barhaya hay
Ishq ko kiyun na darmian rakhon
Ang ang main charagh jaltay hain
Hain andheray kahaan kahaan rakhon
Hay Bhanwar main ye zindgi saari
Kia main kishti main badban rakhon
To mujay mil gia tha rastay main
Pass kiyun ab main do jahan rakhon
Zard sahra main hay safar sara
Sar pa phir kiyun main aasman rakhon
Umar sa kaisa lena dena hay
Dil ko aye jan na kiyun jawan rakhon
Sath hain teray shahr bhar ka log
Dil ko main kitna bad guman rakhon
Mehr dushman howa jahan sara
Bolo janaan ko main kahaan rakhon
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Hath Main Hath

Samaj ke bandisho se azad
Bin pankho se urna chahti hu
Pankh tute hai to kya
Khawo se aashaman sajana chahti hu

Hoshlo ki urran hu main
kisi ki muskan hu main
bharat ki anokhi shan hu main
band pare khawbo ki arman hu main

manti hu zindgi ke safar me
Me mil jate hai kuch humsafar
naa hote hue apne
Phir ban jate band aankho ke sapne

Haa main uarna chahti hu
Oos ke bund ki tarah dhara ko susobhit karna chahti hu
khilkhilana chahti hu
Hasna chahti hu
Apne pankho ko failye dhara ko napna chahti hu
apni khusboo se sbko mekhkana chahti hu
apne gunjan se nabh ko gunjit karna chahti hu
kali se ful ki tarah khilna chahti hu

kya thi galti meri
kis bat ki milli mujhe  ye saja
ye Samaj ki bandishe
Pairo m jakri ye janjiro se niklna hahti hu
kuch kehna chahti hai
Khud ko khud se milana chahti hu
kyuki jaise main dikhti hu waise hu nai
Mere hai kuch azad sapne
Pinjre m band panchi nahi hu
aazad bharat ki ek shakti ka rup hu
Ek larki hu mai
Haan ek larki
jo khud apna itishah bnana chati hai
Auro se alag khud ki duniya basana chahti hai
kUch karna chati hai
Apne liye
apno ke liye
Iss jahan ke liye.