Muhammad Iqbal
Sir Muhammad Iqbal, also known as Allama Iqbal, was a philosopher, poet and politician in British India who is widely regarded as having inspired the Pakistan Movement.
(Bang-e-Dra-162) Jawab-e-Khizar (خضر راہ - جواب خضر) Khizr’s Reply
Jawab-e-Khizar
KHIZR’S REPLY
Desert‐roaming
Ye Taga Pooye Dama Dam Zindagi Ki Hai Daleel
What is it to make you wonder, if I roam the desert waste?
Witness of enduring life is this unending toil and haste!
Goonjti Hai Jab Faza’ay Dasht Mein Bang-E-Raheel
You, shut in by walls, have never known that moment when shrill
Bugle‐call that sounds the march goes echoing over wood and hill,
Woh Hazar Be Barg-O-Saman, Woh Safar Be Sang-O-Meel
Never known the wild deer’s careless walk across its sandy plain,
Never halt unroofed, uncumbered, on the trail no milestones chain,
Ya Numayan Baam-E-Gardoon Se Jibeen-E-Jibraeel (A.S.)
Never fleeting vision of that star that crowns the daybreak hour,
Never Gabriel’s radiant brow effulgent from heaven’s topmost tower,
Jis Se Roshan Tar Huwi Chashm-E-Jahan Been-E-Khalil (A.S.)
Nor the going‐down of suns in stillness of desert ways,
Twilight splendour such as brightened Abraham’s world‐beholding gaze,
Ahl-E-Aeeman Jis Tarah Jannat Mein Gird-E-Salsabeel
Nor those springs of running water where the caravans take rest
As in heaven bright spirits cluster round the Fountain of the Blest!
Aur Abadi Mein Tu Zanjeeri Kisht-O-Nakheel
Wildernesses ever now love’s fever seeks and thirsts to roams—
You the furrowed field and palm‐groves fetter to one poor home;
Hai Yehi Ae Be-Khabar Raaz-E-Dawam-E-Zindagi
Mellow grows the wine of life when hand to hand the cup goes round
Foolish one! In this alone is life’s eternal secret found.
LIFE
Hai Kabhi Jaan Aur Kabhi Tasleem-E-Jaan Hai Zindagi
Life is higher than the calculation of profit and loss;
Life is sometimes living and sometimes forfeiting living.
Javidan, Peham Dawan, Har Dam Jawan Hai Zindagi
Do not measure it by the scale of today and tomorrow;
Life is eternal, constantly moving, at every moment youthful.
Sirr-E-Adam Hai, Zameer-E-Kun Fikan Hai Zindagi
If you are among the living, fashion your own world;
Life is the secret of Adam, the essence of the words Be and it was!
Jooye Sheer-O-Teesha-O-Sang-E-Garan Hai Zindagi
Ask the reality of life form the heart of the mountain‐digger;
Life is the milky stream, the axe and the hard stone.
Aur Azadi Mein Beher-E-Bekaran Hai Zindagi
In servitude the stream diminishes and almost runs dry,
And in freedom life is an ocean which knows no bounds.
Gharche Ek Mitti Ke Paikar Mein Nihan Hai Zindagi
It knows well its power of domination,
Although life is hidden in a frame of clay.
Iss Ziyan Khane Mein Tera Imtihan Hai Zindagi
From the sea of existence you arose like a bubble;
In this dwelling of loss, life your test.
Pukhta Ho Jaye To Hai Shamsheer-E-Bezanhar Tu
While you are still immature, you are a heap of dust;
When you ripen, you will become an irresistible sword.
Pehle Apne Paikar-E-Khaki Mein Jaan Paida Kare
The heart which is impatient to die for the truth—
First of all let it create life in its form of clay.
Aur Khakstar Se Ap Apna Jahan Paida Kare
Let it set fire to this earth and this sky, which are borrowed,
And from the embers, let it give birth itself to its own world.
Ta Ye Chingari Furogh-E-Javidan Paida Kare
Make the hidden strength of life manifest,
Until its spark engenders the eternal light.
Ta Badkhishan Phir Wohi Laal-E-Giran Paida Kare
Let it shine over the soil f the East like the sun,
Until Badakhshan once more throws up the same priceless ruby.
Raat Ke Taron Mein Apne Raazdan Paida Kare
Let it send the ambassador of its night-encompassing lament to the heavens;
Let it share its secrets with the stars of the night.
Paish Kar Ghafil, Amal Koi Agar Daftar Mein Hai !
This moment is the Day of Judgment; you are in the field of Judgments’ Day!
My forgetful one, put forward something you have accomplished, if you have anything written on your scroll.
The State
Saltanat Aqwam-E-Ghalib Ki Hai Ek Jadoogari
What scripture sets forth riddlingly of Kings, let me impart:
In towering empires sovereignty is all a conjuror’s art—
Phir Sula Deti Hai Uss Ko Hukamran Ki Sahiri
If ever subjects from their sleep half rouse themselves,
The sure enchantments of their rulers steep their wits in dreams once more;
Dekhti Hai Halqa-E-Gardan Mein Saaz-E-Dilbari
When Mahmood’s blandishments begin Ayaz slave‐eyes dote,
And find a fine love‐token in The halter round his throat.
Torh Deta Hai Koi Musa (A.S.) Tilism-E-Samri
But now the blood of Israel boils up in rage at last,
And some new Moses breaks the spell that wizard Samri cast!
Hukamran Hai Ek Wohi, Baqi Bootan-E-Azri
None with diamond’s orb invest but the Most High alone:
He is the sovereign, all the rest are idols carved from stone;
Ta Tarashi Khawajah Ae Az Barhaman Kafir Teri
Stain with no slavery you free‐souled estate,—worse pagan than
The Brahmin, if your chisel mould a king out of a man.
Jis Ke Pardon Mein Nahin Ghair Az Nawa’ay Qaisari
In the West the people rule, they say: and what is this new reign?
The same harp still, the same strings play the despots’ old refrain;
Tu Samjhta Hai Ye Azadi Ki Hai Neelam Pari
In Demos‐dress let tyranny’s old demon‐dance be seen,
Your fancy calls up Liberty’s blue‐mantled fairy queen!
Tib-E-Maghrib Mein Maze Mithe, Asar Khawab Awri
Those Parliaments and their reforms, Charters and Bills of Rights—
The Western pharmacopoeia swarms with opiate delights;
Ye Bhi Ek Sarmaya Daron Ki Hai Jang-E-Zargari
That rhetoric of the Senator, flowing in fiery stream— God save the mark!
The brokers’ war of gold is its true theme.
Aah Ae Nadad! Qafas Ko Ashiyan Samjha Hai Tu
This paint and perfume, this mirage, a garden’s blooming face
You thought, simpleton, and your cage a downy nesting‐place.
Capital and Labour
Khizar Ka Pegham Kya, Hai Ye Peyam-E-Kainat
To the workman go, the toiler, and to him this message tell:
Words not mine alone, a message that the world’s four corners swell—
Shakh-E-Aahu Par Rahi Sadiyon Talak Teri Barat
Oh, the crafty man of capital has devoured you flesh and fell:
On the wild deer’s horns for ages your reward has run astray!
Ehl-E-Sarwat Jaise Dete Hain Gharibon Ko Zakat
In the hand that forges all wealth he has dropped a grudging pay,
As the poor receive in charity what their betters throw away.
Aur Tu Ae Bekhabar Samjha Isse Shakh-E-Nabat
Like an Old Man of the Mountain he has fed you with hashish,
And poor innocent! you took it for the sweetest‐flavored dish;
Khawajgi Ne Khoob Chun Chun Ke Banaye Muskirat
For the bourgeoisie is cunning, and from country and from creed,
Colour, culture, caste and kingdom, has brewed drugs to serve its need;
Sukr Ki Lazzat Mein Tu Lutwa Gya Naqd-E-Hayat
For these false gods, witless victim, you have rushed upon your doom
And been robbed of life’s bright treasure for the taste of its mad fume.
Intaha’ay Sadgi Se Kha Gya Mazdoor Maat
Your sharp paymasters have swept the board, they cheat and know no shame:
You, forever unsuspecting, have forever lost the game.
Mashriq-O-Maghrib Mein Tere Dour Ka Aghaz Hai
But now come! for ways are changing in assembly of the earth,
And in Orient and in Occident your own age comes to birth!
Ghuncha Saan Ghafil Tere Daman Mein Shabnam Kab Talak
or the lofty soul all ocean is too mean a gift: will you,
Like the careless bud, much longer be content with drops of dew?
Qissa’ay Khawab Awar-E-Iskandar-O-Jim Kab Talak
To those drowsy tales of Jamshid and Sikander for how long
Will you listen, now men’s joy is in democracy’s new song?
Asman! Doobe Huay Taron Ka Matam Kab Talak
From the womb of this old universe a new red sun is born—
For extinguished stars, of heaven, how much longer will you mourn?
Doori Jannat Se Roti Chasm-E-Adam Kab Talak
Now the human mind has made of all its chains a broken heap,
For his banishment from Eden how much longer must Man weep?
Zakhm-E-Gul Ke Waste Tadbeer-E-Marham Kab Talak!
How much longer, of the garden’s old attendant asks the Spring,
For the red wounds of the rose your idle ointments will you bring?
Apni Fitrat Ke Tajalli Zaar Mein Abad Ho
Silly firefly, so long fluttering round the candle, now be free!
Where the lamp of your own spirit shines, there let your dwelling be.
The World of Islam
Mujh Se Kuch Pinhan Nahin Islamiyon Ka Souz-O-Saaz
Why do you tell me the story of the Arab and the Turk?
Nothing of the burning and making of the Muslims is hidden from me.
Khisht-E-Bunyad-E-Kalisa Ban Gyi Khak-E-Hijaz
The sons of the Trinity have taken away the heritage of Khalil;
The sand of Hijaz has been made into the foundation stone of the Church!
Jo Sarapa Naz The, Hain Aaj Majboor-E-Niaz
The red‐capped one has been dishonored in the world;
Those who were pride from head to foot, today are compelled to submission.
Woh Mai’ay Sarkash Hararat Jis Ki Hai Meena Gudaz
Persia is buying from the vintners of the West that heady wine
Whose heat is enough to melt the jar.
Tukre Tukre Jis Tarah Sone Ko Kar Deta Hai Gaaz
By the wisdom of the West the state of the Community has become thus:
As scissors cut gold into tiny pieces.
Muztarib Hai Tu Ke Tera Dil Nahin Dana’ay Raaz
The blood of the Muslim has become cheap as water;
And you are fretting because your heart does not know the secret.
Mee Nadani “Awal Aan Bunyad Ra Weeran Kunand”
Said Rumi: Before they can repopulate any ancient ruin,
Do you not know that first of all they must destroy the foundation?
Urh Gya Dunya Se Tu Manind-E-Khak-E-Reh Guzar
The country slipped from its hands, and the eyes of the community were opened;
God has blessed you with sight; look forward, my negligent one!
Moor-e-Be Par! Hajatay Paish-e-Sulimanay Mabar
Defeat is better than begging for balm;
Wingless ant! Do not bring your request before Solomon.
Asia Wale Hain Iss Nukte Se Ab Tak Be-Khabar
The cohesion of the Radiant Community is the salvation of the East,
But the people of Asia are so far ignorant of this principle.
Mulk-o-Doulat Hai Faqat Hifz-e-Haram Ka Ek Samar
Again abandon politics and enter the ramparts of the faith;
Polity and dominion are only a fruit of the protection of the Shrine.
Neel Ke Sahil Se Le Kar Ta Bakhak-e-Kashghar
May the Muslims unite in watching over the Shrine,
From the banks of the Nile to the deserts of Kashghar.
Turk-e-Khargahi Ho Ya Araabi Wala Guhar
Whoever practises discrimination of color and blood will be erased,
Whether he be a tent‐dwelling Turk or an Arab of noble family!
Urh Gya Dunya Se Tu Manind-E-Khak-E-Reh Guzar
If race takes precedence over the religion of the Muslim,
You have flown from the world like the dust of the highway.
La Kahin Se Dhoond Kar Aslaaf Ka Qalb-O-Jigar
So that the foundation of the Caliphate may be once again firm in the world,
Search for and bring from somewhere the heart and spirit of your ancestors.
Ae Giraftar-E-Abubakr (R.A.)-O-Ali (R.A.) Hushyar Bash
Ah you who cannot distinguish the hidden from the revealed, become aware!
You, caught up in Abu Bakr and Ali, become aware!
Ab Zara Dil Thaam Kar Faryad Ki Taseer Dekh
Lamentation was necessary, but now that is over.
Now control your heart a little and see the effect of the lament.
Mouj-E-Muztar Kis Tarah Banti Hai Ab Zanjeer Dekh
You have seen the heights of the power of the river’s current;
Now see how the agitated wave forms a chain.
Ae Musalman Aaj Tu Uss Khawab Ki Tabeer Dekh
The dream which Islam saw of general freedom—
Oh Muslim, see the interpretation of that dream.
Mar Ke Phir Hota Hai Ye Jahan-E-Peer, Dekh
Its own bed of ashes is the means of existence for the salamander;
See this old world dies and is born again.
Ane Wale Dour Ki Dhundli Si Ek Tasveer Dekh
Open your eyes and look at the mirror of my words;
See a hazy picture of the age to come.
Samne Taqdeer Ke Ruswayi-E-Tadbeer Dekh
The sky has another well‐tried plague to bring;
See the disgrace of scheming before fate.
Har Zaman Paish-E-Nazar ‘La Yukhalif Ul Meead’ Dar
You are a Muslim; fill your heart with desire;
At every time keep before your eyes the words My promise is never broken.
mashallah good job
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