tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28427606200150964812024-03-13T12:30:58.464-07:00Dhanakk - The Colors of LifeI am creating this blog in the memory of great urdu poet "Majaz Lakhnavi", often reffered as "Keats" of urdu poetry. It is a place where you can find all the colors of urdu poetry and all about the poets.
I am dedicating this blog to my favorite shayer "Majaz Lucknawi"...
So Come and take a dip in DHANAK.testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-13297154757926593482016-12-22T03:07:00.000-08:002016-12-22T03:07:09.103-08:00Gaye dinon ka suragh lekar<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">gaye dinon ka surag lekar kidhar se aaya kidhar gaya wo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">ajeeb manus ajanabi tha mujhe to hairan kar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">khushi ki rut ho ki gham ka mausum nazar use dhundhati hai har dam</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">wo bu-e-gul tha ki nagma-e-jan mere to dil mein utar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">wo maikade ko jaganevala wo raat ki neend udanevala</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">na jane kya us ki jee mein aayi ki sham hote hi ghar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">kuch ab sambhalane lagi hai jan bhi badal chala rang aasman bhi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">jo raat bhari thi tal gai hai jo din kada tha guzar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">shikastapa rah mein khada hun gaye dinon ko bula raha hun</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">jo qafila mera hamsafar tha misl-e-gard-e-safar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">bas ek manzil hai bulhavas ki hazar raste hain ahal-e-dil ki</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">ye hi to hai farq mujh mein us mein guzar gaya main thahar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">wo jis ki shane pe hath rakh kar safar kiya tune mannzilon ka</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">teri gali se na jane q aj sar jhukaye guzar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">wo hijr ki raat ka sitara wo hamnafas hamsukhan hamara</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">sada rahe us ka naam pyara suna hai kal raat mar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">bas ek moti si chab dikhakar bas ek mithi si dhun suna kar</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">sitara-e-sham ban ki aaya barang-e-khayal-e-sahar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">na ab wo yadon ka chadhata dariya na fursaton ki udas barkha</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">yun hi zara si kasak hai dil mein jo zakhm gahara tha bhar gaya wo</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">wo raat ka benava musafir wo tera shayar wo tera ‘nasir’</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">teri gali tak to hum ne dekha phir na jane kidhar gaya wo</span></span></div>
testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-21573925480538291172016-11-29T06:52:00.002-08:002016-11-29T06:52:25.129-08:00Nanhi Pujaran<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
ek nanhi munni si pujaaran<br />
patli baaheN, patli gardan<br />
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bhor bhaye mandir aayi hai<br />
aayi nahin hai, maa laayi hai<br />
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vaqt se pahle jaag uthi hai<br />
neend bhi aankhoN meN bhari hai<br />
Thori tak laT aayii hui hai<br />
yuunhi sii lahraai hui hai<br />
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aaNkhoN meN taaroN ki chamak hai<br />
mukhRe pe chaandi ki jhalak hai<br />
kaisi sundar hai, kyaa kahiye<br />
nanhi si ek Sitaa kahiye<br />
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dhuup charhe taaraa chamkaa hai<br />
patthar par ek phool khilaa hai<br />
chaand kaa Tukraa phuul ki Daali<br />
kamsin seedhi bholi-bhaali<br />
kaan mai chaandi ki baali hai<br />
haath meN peetal ki Thaali hai<br />
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dil meN lekin dhyaan nahi hai<br />
puujaa kaa kuch gyaan nahi hai<br />
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kaisi bholi aur seedhi hai<br />
mandir ki chhat dekh rahi hai<br />
maa barh kar chuTki leti hai<br />
chupke chupke hans deti hai<br />
hansnaa ronaa uskaa mazhab<br />
usko puujaa se kyaa matlab<br />
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Khud to aayii hai mandir mai<br />
man uskaa hai guriyaa-ghar mai</div>
testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-5118166925017176072016-11-29T06:46:00.000-08:002016-11-29T06:46:02.300-08:00Dil-e-Khoon_gashtaa-e-jafaa pe kahin<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
dil-e-Khoon_gashtaa-e-jafaa pe kahin<br />
ab karam bhi giraan na ho jaaye<br />
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tere biimaar kaa Khudaa haafiz<br />
nazr-e-chaaraagaraan na ho jaaye<br />
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ishq kyaa kyaa n aafatain Dhaaye<br />
husn gar maharbaan na ho jaaye<br />
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mai ke aage ghamon kaa koh-e-giran<br />
ek pal main dhuaan na ho jaaye<br />
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phir 'Majaz' in dinon ye Khataraa hai<br />
dil halaak-e-butaan na ho jaaye</div>
testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-66631881256275408452016-08-02T07:53:00.001-07:002016-08-02T07:53:26.667-07:00Dard minnat_kash-e-dawa na huaa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
dard minnat_kash-e-dawa na huaa<br />
maiN na achchaa huaa, bura na huaa<br />
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jama karate ho kyoN raqeeboN ka?<br />
ik tamaasha huaa gila na huaa<br />
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ham kahaaN qismat aazmaane jaayaiN?<br />
too hee jab KHanjar aazma na huaa<br />
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kitne sheereeN haiN tere lab,ki raqeeb<br />
gaaliyaaN khaake be_maza na huaa<br />
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hai KHabar garm unke aane kee<br />
aaj hee ghar meiN boriya na huaa!<br />
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kya woh namrood kee KHudaaee thee<br />
bandagee meiN tera bhala na huaa<br />
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jaan dee, dee huee usee ki thee<br />
haq to ye hai ke haq adaa na huaa<br />
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zaKHm gar dab gaya, lahoo na thama<br />
kaam gar ruk gaya rawa na huaa<br />
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rahzanee hai ki dil_sitaanee hai?<br />
leke dil, dil_sitaaN rawa na huaa<br />
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kuchch to paDhiye ki log kehte haiN<br />
Aaj 'GHalib' GHazalsara na huaa"</div>
testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-1395280839091851552016-05-23T02:39:00.003-07:002016-05-23T02:39:42.433-07:00Baazicha-e-atfaal hai duniya mere aage...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">Baazicha-e-atfaal hai duniya mere aage...<br />Hota hai shab-o-rozz tamasha mere aage... </span><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;"><br /><br />Ek khel hai aurang-e-Sulemaa'n mere nazdeek...<br />Ek baat hai ejaaz-e-Maseeha mere aage...<br /><br />Hota hai nehaa'n gard me sahra mere hote...<br />Ghista hai jabee'n khaak pe dariya mere aage...<br /><br />Mat poochh k kya haal hai mera tere peechhe...<br />Tu dekh k kya rang hai tera mere aage...<br /><br />Nafrat ka gumaa'n guzre hai,, main rashk se guzra...<br />Qkar kahun,, lo naam na unka mere aage...<br /><br />Eemaa'n mujhe roke hai to khenche hai mujhe kufr...<br />Kaaba mere peechhe hai,, kaleesa mere aage...<br /><br />Aashiq hun pa mashooq-farebi hai mera kaam...<br />Majnu ko bura kehti hai Laila mere aage...<br /><br />Khush hote hain pr wasl me yun mar nhii jate...<br />Aayi shab-e-hijraa'n ki tamanna mere aage...<br /><br />Go hath ko jumbish nhii aankho me to dam hai...<br />Rehne do abhi saghar-o-meena mere aage...<br /><br />Hum'pesha-o-Hum'mashrab-o-Humraaz hai mera...<br />GHALIB ko bura Q kaho achcha mere aage....??</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">-Mirza Ghalib</span></div>
testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-90211557953871493712016-05-20T01:52:00.002-07:002016-05-20T01:52:56.152-07:00Jahan Tera Naqsh-e qadam Dekhte Hain<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">JahaN tera naqsh-e qadam dekhTe haiN<br />Khiya'baN khiya'baN haram dekhTe haiN</span><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;"><br /><br />Dil aashuftagaN khaal-e kunj-e dahaN k<br />Suvai'daa meiN sair-e adam dekhTe haiN<br /><br />Tere sarv-qamat se, aik qaad-e aadam<br />QayamaT ke fitNe ko, kamm dekhTe haiN<br /><br />Tamasha kar ai mehv-e aaeena'daaRi<br />Tujhe kis tamaNa se hum dekhTe haiN<br /><br />Mirza "Ghalib"<br /><br />Tamasha-e daiR-o-haRam dekhTe haiN<br />Tujhe har bahaNe se hum dekhTe haiN<br /><br />HumeiN chashm-e biina dikhaTii hai sab kuch<br />Voh aanDhe haiN, jo jaam-e jamm dekhTe haiN<br /><br />GhaNimaT hai chashm-e tagahfuk bhi uNKi<br />Bhut dekhTe haiN jo kamm dekhTe haiN<br /><br />Nah imaaN-e khva'hish, nah izhar-e matlab<br />Mere muNh ko ahl-e karam dekhTe haiN<br /><br />"Daagh" Dehlvi</span></div>
testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-10246730780351106172016-05-18T06:16:00.002-07:002016-05-18T06:17:38.204-07:00NuktaaCheen Hain Gham-e-Dil<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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nuktaacheeN hai GHam-e-dil usko sunaaye na bane<br />
kya bane baat jahaaN baat banaaye na bane</div>
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maiN bulaata to hooN usko magar 'ei jazba-e-dil<br />
uspe ban jaaye <span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">kuchch 'eisee ki bin aaye na bane</span></div>
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khel samjha hai kaheeN choD na de, bhool na jaay<br />
kaash ! yooN bhee ho ki bin mere sataaye na bane</div>
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maut kee raah na dekhooN ki bin aaye na rahe<br />
tumko chaahooN ki na aao, to bulaaye na bane</div>
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-Ghalib</div>
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testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-30373906926737402132010-04-06T09:24:00.000-07:002016-08-02T07:59:52.299-07:00Dashtey Tanhai Maen Aye Janey Jahan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 85%;">Dashtey tanhai maen aye janey jahan larzaan haen teri awaaz k saye terey honton k sarab<br />Dasht e tanhai maen doori k khaso khak taley<br />Khil rahey haen terey pehloo k samaan aur gulab<br />Dshsht tanhai.......</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"><br />Uth rahi hae kaheen qurbat sey teri saans ki aanch<br />Apni khushboo maen sulagti hui madham madham<br />Door ufaq par chamakti hui qatra qatra<br />Gir rahi hae teri dildar nazar ki shabnam<br />Dasht e tanhai.....</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"><br />Is qadar piyar sey aye jan e jahan rakha hae<br />Dil k rukhsar pe is waqt teri yaad ney haath<br />yeun guman hota hae gar che abhi hae subh faragh<br />Dhal gaya hijr ka din aa bhi gai wasal ki raat<br />Dasht tanhai....</span></span></div>
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testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-89168751793095450892009-04-14T23:55:00.001-07:002009-04-14T23:57:48.011-07:00Asrarul Haq Majaz<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQEKvcJH0Ag/SeWFKKvpj-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/lr_1OUEAerI/s1600-h/Majaz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324808544164876258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQEKvcJH0Ag/SeWFKKvpj-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/lr_1OUEAerI/s320/Majaz.jpg" border="0" /></a>Asrarul Haq was born in Rudauli, Bara Banki in 1911. He received his early education in Lucknow and Agra, and then got his B.A. at Aligarh Muslim University. He started writing poems while in Aligarh and soon became a popular among the masses and well-respected among the literati. A heavy drinker, Majaz died alone in a tavern on the cold winter night of 5th December 1955 in Lucknow. "Aahang" and "Saaz-e-Nau" are two of his poetry compilations. His sister Safiya was married to Jan Nisar Akhtar, father of Javed Akhtar. Majaz is also well-known for writing the anthem for Aligarh Muslim University, 'ye meraa chaman'.<a href="http://aligarians.com/category/poets/majaz"></a>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-39413593156465862112009-04-14T22:16:00.000-07:002009-04-14T22:17:16.558-07:00Ye daagh daagh ujala, ye shab-ghazeeda sahar<p>Ye daagh daagh ujala, ye shab-ghazeeda sahar</p><p>wo intezaar tha jis kaa, ye wo sahar to nahi<br /></p><p>Ye wo sahar to nahi jis ki aarzu lekar</p><p>chale the yaar ki mil jaayegi kahi na kahi</p><p><br />falak ke dasht mein taaron ki aakhari manzil</p><p>kahin to hogaa shab-e-sust mauj ka saahil</p><p>kahin to jaa ke rukegaa safinaa-e-Gam-e-dil</p><p>jawaa lahu kiipur-asaraar shaaharaahon se</p><p>chale jo yaar to daaman pe kitane haath pade</p><p>dayaar-e-husn kiibe-sabr Khwaab-gaahon se</p><p>pukarati rahi baahein, badan bulaate rahe</p><p>bahut aziz thi lekin ruKh-e-sahar ki lagan</p><p>bahut qariin thaa hasiinaan-e-nuur ka daaman</p><p>subuk subuk thii tamannaa, dabi dabi thi thakan</p>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-7139451768177921352009-04-10T22:38:00.000-07:002009-04-14T00:17:02.803-07:00Ta'arrufKhoob pahachaan lo asrar hun main<br />jins-e-ulfat ka talabgaar hun main<br /><br />ishq hi ishq hai duniya meii<br />fitanaa-e-aql se bezaar hoon main<br /><br />chhedati hai jise mizaraab-e-alam<br />saaz-e-fitarat kaa vahi taar hoon main<br /><br />aib jo haafiz-o-khayyaam main thaa<br />haan kuchh is ka bhi gunah-gaar hoon main <br /><br />zindagi kyaa hai gunaah-e-aadam<br />zindagi hai to gunah-gaar hoon main<br /><br />merii baaton main masiihaai hai<br />log kahate hain ki bimaar hoon main <br /><br />ek lapakataa hua sholaa hoon main <br />ek chalati hui talvaar hoon maintesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-33013763286447701092009-04-10T22:35:00.000-07:002009-04-14T00:20:04.182-07:00Barbaad Tamanna Pe Ataab aur Zyaadaabarbaad tamannaa pe ataab aur zyaadaa<br />haanmeri mohabbat kaa javaab aur zyaadaa<br /><br />roye na abhi ahal-e-nazar haal pe mere<br />honaa hai abhi mujh ko Kharaab aur zyada<br /><br />aavaara-va-majanun hi pe maukoof nahin kuchh<br />milane hain abhi mujh ko khitaab aur zyaada<br /><br />uthenge abhi aur bhi tufaan mere dil se<br />dekhunga abhi ishq ke khvaab aur zyaada<br /><br />tapake ga lahu aur mere dida-e-tar se<br />dhadakegaa dil-e-khanaa-kharab aur zyaada<br /><br />ai mutrib-e-bebaak koi aur bhi naghma<br />ai saaqi-e-fayyaz sharaab aur zyaadatesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-15219863778721060302009-03-09T04:32:00.000-07:002009-03-09T04:34:46.981-07:00Kuchh Mazahia Shairi<b>Girgit Ahmedabadi</b><br /><br />jahaa.N gaaye the khushiyo.n ke taraane,<br />muqaddar dekhiye roye wahii.n par<br /><br /><br />hue masjid se Gum juute hamaare,<br />jahaa.N se paaye the, khoye wahii.n par<br /><br /><br /><b>Girgit Ahmedabadi</b><br /><br />rail ke Dibbe me.n ye qissaa huaa<br />ek bachchaa zor se rone lagaa<br /><br /><br />maa.N ne samajhaane kii koshish kii bahot<br />us ko bahalaane kii koshish kii bahot<br /><br /><br />thak ke aakhir loriiyaa.N gaane lagii<br />bijaliyaa.N kaano par barasaane lagii<br /><br /><br />das minute tak loriiyaa.N jab wo gaa chukii<br />til-milaa kar bol uThaa ek aadamii<br /><br /><br />"Behanjii, itanaa karam ab kiijiiye<br />aap is bachche ko rone diijiiye!"<br /><br /><br /><b>Girgit Ahmedabadi</b><br /><br />jis din huaa paThaan ke murGe kaa inteqaal<br />daawat kii maulavii kii tab aayaa use Khayaal<br /><br /><br />murdaar murG kii huii mullaa ko jab Khabar<br />saaraa badan sulag uThaa, Gaalib huaa jalaal<br /><br /><br />kahane lage khilaaoge mam gosht?<br />tum ko nahii.n zaraa bhii shariyat ka kuchh Khayaal<br /><br /><br />murdaar Gosht to shariyat me.n hai haraam<br />jab tak na zibaah kiijiiye, hotaa nahii.n halaal<br /><br /><br />fatawaa jab apanaa maulavii saahab sunaa chuke<br />jhunjhalaa ke Khan ne kiyaa tab un se ye sawaal<br /><br /><br />kaisii hai aap kii ye shariyat bataaiiye<br />ba.nde ko kar diyaa hai Khudaa se bhii baa-kamaal?<br /><br /><br />allaah jis ko maar de, ho jaaye wo haraam<br />ba.nde ke haath jo mare, ho jaaye wo halaal?<br /><br /><br /><b>SaaGar Khayyami</b><br />[musha'iro.n me.n police-waalo.n kii duty lagatii hai aur woh ghar jaate jaate Khud shaa'ir ban jaate hai.n. Is mauzuu par ek sher]<br /><br /><br />raftaa raftaa har police-waale ko shaa'ir kar diyaa,<br />mehfil-e-sher-o-suKhan me.n bhej kar sarakaar ne<br /><br /><br />ek qaidii subah ko phaa.Nsii lagaa kar mar gayaa,<br />raat bhar Gazale.n sunayii.n us ko thaanedaar ne<br /><br /><br /><b>SaaGar Khayyami</b><br /><br />ek shaam kisii bazm me.n juute jo kho gaye,<br />ham ne kahaa bataaiiye ghar kaise jaaye.nge<br /><br /><br />kahane lage ke sher sunaate raho yuu.N hii,<br />ginate nahii.n bane.nge abhii itane aaye.nge<br /><br /><br /><b>SaaGar Khayyami</b><br /><br />bolaa dukaan-daar ke kyaa chaahiye tumhe.n?<br />jo bhii kaho ge merii dukaan per wo paoge<br /><br /><br />mai.ne kahaa ke kutte ke khaane kaa cake hai?<br />bolaa yahii.n pe khaaoge yaa.N leke jaaoge?<br /><br />---------------<br /><b>Popular Meeruti</b><br /><br />mai.n huu.N jis haal me.n aye mere sanam rahane de,<br />teG mat de mere haatho.n me.n qalam rahane de<br /><br /><br />mai.n to shaa'ir huu.N, meraa dil hai bahot hii naazuk,<br />mai.n paTaake hii se mar jaauu.Ngaa, bam rahane de<br /><br />---------<br />mehabuub waadaa kar ke bhii aayaa na dosto.n<br />kyaa kyaa kiyaa na ham yahaa.N us ke pyaar me.n<br /><br /><br />murGe churaa ke laaye the jo chaar "Popular"<br />"do aarazuu me.n kaT gaye, do intezaar me.n"testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-65197998152573118032009-03-05T21:56:00.000-08:002009-03-05T21:57:26.234-08:00Chhap Tilak - Ameer KHusro<span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay<br /> Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay<br /><br /> </span><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Prem bhatee ka madhva pilaikay<br /> Matvali kar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay<br /><br /> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Gori gori bayyan, hari hari churiyan<br /> Bayyan pakar dhar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay<br /><br /> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Bal bal jaaon mein toray rang rajwa<br /> Apni see kar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay<br /><br /> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Khusrau Nijaam kay bal bal jayyiye<br /> Mohay Suhaagan keeni ray mosay naina milaikay<br /><br /> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay</span></div>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-4147115643275424442009-03-05T21:54:00.000-08:002009-03-05T21:55:40.088-08:00Ameer Khusro-Zihale Miskeen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQEKvcJH0Ag/SbC6tK75raI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5stbNPFdwEo/s1600-h/miskih.gif"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQEKvcJH0Ag/SbC6tK75raI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5stbNPFdwEo/s320/miskih.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309949245862292898" /></a>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-45135199313350218002009-03-05T21:29:00.000-08:002009-03-05T21:32:09.704-08:00Sun charkhe di Mithi Mithi KookSun charkhe di mithi mithi kook<br />mahiya mainu yaad aavda<br />mere dil vicho uthdee a hook<br />mahiya mainu yaad aavda<div>sun charkhe di mithi mithi koo<br /><br />Mere eid waala chann kado chadega<br />allah jaane mahi kadon vede vadenga<br />dukh daade ne te zind-dee malook<br />mahiya mainu yaad aavda...sun charkhe di mithi mithi kook<br /><br />Taane marde ne aapne shareek ve<br />likh chithi vich aun di tareek ve<br />kaali raat vaali dange mainu shoog ve<div>sun charkhe di mithi mithi kook<br /><br />Mahi aavega te khushiya manava gi, manava gee<br />ohde raava vich akhiya bichhava gi<br />jaan chhadiye vichhodeya ne phook<br />sun charkhe di mithi mithi kook</div><div><br />katta pudiya te hanju mere vaagde<br />hun haase v nahi mainu change laagde, nahi change laagde<br />kive bhool jaava ohde main salook</div><div>mahiya mainu yaad aavda<br />sun charkhe di mithi mithi kook</div></div>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-39130257659805587602008-12-06T01:50:00.000-08:002008-12-06T01:52:41.143-08:00Resham Me Lipta HuaResham me lipta hua,resham sa badan ho;<br />Makhhmal si aankhen, tum sheerin dehen ho!<br /><br />Phoolon ne paya ho, shabaab tumhara;<br />Khushboo tumhari le aaya chaman ho!<br /><br />Ijazat mile to makien, aankhon me rahun main;<br />Ye palken tumhari ab mera sehen ho!<br /><br />Phir kesi ho tapti dhoop ghhamon ki;<br />Ye zulf ghaneri jo saya figan ho!<br /><br />Band aankh, main dekhun chehra tumhara;<br />Tasawwur me dil ye kuchh aisa magan ho!<br /><br />Mushkil me bhi ‘waseem’ phir sonche tumhi ko;<br />Tum ab bhi hamara mukammal zehen hotesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-65410553444610030782008-10-21T00:46:00.000-07:002008-10-21T00:49:49.668-07:00Raat Bhi Neend Bhi Kahani Bhiraat bhii niind bhii kahaanii bhii<br />haaye kyaa chiiz hai javaanii bhii<br /><br />ek paiGaam-e-zi.ndaganii bhii<br />aashiqii marg-e-naagahaanii bhii<br /><br />is adaa kaa terii javaab nahii.n<br />meharabanii bhii saragaraanii bhii<br /><br />dil ko apane bhii Gam the duniyaa me.n<br />kuchh balaaye.N thii aasmaanii bhii<br /><br />ma.nsab-e-dil Khushii luTaataa hai<br />Gam-e-pi.nhaa.N bhii paasabaanii bhii<br /><br />dil ko sholo.n se karatii hai sairaab<br />zi.ndagii aag bhii hai paanii bhii<br /><br />shaad-kaamo.n ko ye nahii.n taufiiq<br />dil-e-Gamagii.n kii shaadamaanii bhii<br /><br />laakh husn-e-yaqii.n se ba.Dakar hai<br />in nigaaho.n kii badagumaanii bhii<br /><br />ta.nganaa-e-dil-e-malaal me.n hai<br />behr-e-hastii kii bekaraanii bhii<br /><br />ishq-e-naakaam kii hai parachhaa_ii<br />shaadamaanii bhii kaamaraanii bhii<br /><br />dekh dil ke nigaar-Khaane me.n<br />zaKhm-e-pi.nhaa.N kii hai nishaanii bhii<br /><br />Khalq kyaa-kyaa mujhe nahii.n kahatii<br />kuchh sunuu.N mai.n terii zabaanii bhii<br /><br />aaye taariiKh-e-ishq me.n sau baar<br />maut ke daur-daramiyaanii bhii<br /><br />apanii maasuumiyo.n ke parde me.n<br />ho ga_ii vo nazar sayaanii bhii<br /><br />din ko suuraj-mukhii hai vo naugul<br />raat ko vo hai raat-raanii bhii<br /><br />dil-e-badanaam tere baare me.n<br />log kahate hai.n ik kahaanii bhii<br /><br />nazm karate ko_ii na_ii duniyaa<br />ki ye duniyaa hu_ii puraanii bhii<br /><br />dil ko aadaab-e-ba.ndagii bhii na aaye<br />kar gaye log hukmaraanii bhii<br /><br />jaur-e-kam-kam kaa shukriyaa bas hai<br />aap kii itanii meharabaanii bhii<br /><br />dil me.n ik huuk bhii uThe ai dost<br />yaad aa_ii terii javaanii bhii<br /><br />sar se paa tak sapurdagii kii adaa<br />ek andaaz-e-turkamaanii bhii<br /> <br />paas rahanaa kisii kaa raat kii raat<br />mehamaanii bhii mezabaanii bhii<br /><br />jo na aks-e-jabiin-e-naaz ki hai<br />dil me.n ik nuur-e-kahakashaanii bhii<br /><br />zindagii ain diid-e-yaar "Firaq"<br />zindagii hijr kii kahaanii bhii<br /><br /><strong><em>Firak Gorakhpuri</em></strong>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-79126845542252951302008-08-05T04:02:00.000-07:002008-08-05T04:04:45.028-07:00Har Su Dikhai Dete Hainhar suu dikhaaii dete hain vo jalvaagar mujhe <br />kyaa-kyaa fareb detii hai merii nazar mujhe <br /><br />aayaa na raas naalaa-e-dil kaa asar mujhe <br />ab tum mile to kuchh nahiin apanii Khabar mujhe <br /><br />Daalaa hai beKhudii ne ajab raah par mujhe <br />aaNkhen hain aur kuchh nahiin aataa nazar mujhe <br /><br />karanaa hai aaj hazrat-e-naaseh se saamanaa<br />mil jaaye do ghadii ko tumhaarii nazar mujhe<br /><br />yak_saaN hai husn-o-ishq kii sarmastiyon kaa rang<br />un kii Khabar unhe.n hai na apanii Khabar mujhe<br /><br />main duur huuN to ruuh-e-suKhan mujh se kis liye<br />tum paas ho to kyon nahiin aate nazar mujhe<br /><br />dil leke meraa dete ho daaG-e-jigar mujhe <br />ye baat bhuulane kii nahii.n umr bhar mujhe<br /><br /><em><strong><br />Jigar Moradabadi</strong></em>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-237881207082845692008-06-28T02:54:00.000-07:002008-06-28T02:59:54.410-07:00Kuchh Tujhko Hai KhabarKuchh tujhko hai khabar ham kya kya ai shorish-e-dauraan bhool gaye<br />Woh zulf-e-pareeshan bhool gaye, woh deedae-giryan bhool gaye<br /><br />Ab gul se nazar milti nahin, ab dil ki kali khilti nahin<br />Ai fasl-e-bahaaran rukhsat ho hum to luft-e-bahaaran bhool gaye<br /><br />Ai shauq-e-nazaara kya kahiye, nigahon mei koi surat hi nahin<br />Ai zauq-e-tasavvur kya kahiye hum to surat-e-jaanan hi bhool gaye<br /><br />Sab ka madawa kar daala apna madawa kar na sake<br />Sab ke gireban see daale apna hi girebaan bhool gaye<br /><br />Ab apni wafa ka yeh aalam, unki wafa ko kya kahiye<br />Ek nashtar-e-zeher aageen rakh kar sarhaane, rag-e-jaan bhool gayetesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-58150163353856805982008-06-17T04:45:00.000-07:002008-06-17T04:46:58.787-07:00Patta Patta, Boota BootaPatta patta, boota boota, haal hamaaraa jaane hai,<br />Jaane na jaane gul hi na jaane, baagh to saaraa jaane hai. <br /><br />Aage us mutkabbar ke ham Khuda Khuda kiya karte hain,<br />Kab maujud Khuda ko woh maghrur khud-aara jaane hai. <br /><br />Aashiq saa to saada koi aur na hoga dunya mein,<br />Ji ke zian ko ishq mein uske apna waara jaane hai. <br /><br />Chaaraa gari beemari-e-dil ki rasm-e-shahr-e-husn nahin,<br />Warna dilbar-e-naadaan bhi is dard kaa chaara jaane hai. <br /><br />Mehr-o-wafa-o-lutaf-o-inait, ek se waqif in mein nahin,<br />Aur to sab kuchh tanz-o-kanaya, ramz-o-ishara jaane hai. <br /><br />Aashiq to murdah hai hamesha ji uthta hai dekhe use,<br />Yaar ke aa jaane ko yakaayak umr do baara jaane hai. <br /><br /><em><strong>Mir Taqi Mir</strong></em><br /><br />Tashna-e-khun hai apna kitna, Mir bhi naadaan, talkhi-kash,<br />Damdaar aab-e-tegh ko uske aab-e-gawara jaane hai.testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-76233144130025383572008-06-17T04:44:00.000-07:002008-06-17T04:45:39.320-07:00Faqiraana Aae Sadaa Kar ChaleFaqiraana aae sadaa kar chale,<br />Miyaan khush raho ham dua kar chale. <br /><br />Jo tujh bin na jeene ko kahte the ham, <br />So is ahd ko ab wafa kar chale. <br /><br />Koi naumidana karte nigah,<br />So tum ham se munh bhi chhipa kar chale. <br /><br />Bahut aarzoo thi gali ki teri, <br />So yaan se lahu mein naha kar chale. <br /><br />Dikhai diye yun ke bekhud kiya, <br />Hamen aap se bhi juda kar chale. <br /><br />Jabin sijda karte hi karte gayi, <br />Haq-e-bandgi ham ada kar chale. <br /><br />Prastash ki yaan taeen ke ai but tujhe,<br />Nazr mein sabhon ki Khuda kar chale. <br /><br />Gayi umr dar band-e-fikr-e-ghazal,<br />So is fan ko aisa bara kar chale. <br /><br />Kahen kya jo puchhe koi ham se Mir,<br />Jahaan mein tum ae the kya kar chale. <br /><br /><strong><em>Mir Taqi Mir</em></strong>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-77524799993020262182008-06-17T04:42:00.000-07:002008-06-17T04:44:09.299-07:00Ibtada-e-Ishq HaiIbtadaae ishq hai rota hai kya,<br />Aage aage dekhiye hota hai kya. <br /><br />Qafile mein subah ke ek shor hai,<br />Yaani ghaafil ham chale sota hai kya. <br /><br />Sabz hoti hi nahin yeh sar zamin,<br />Tukhm-e-khwahish dil mein tu bota hai kya. <br /><br />Yeh nishaan-e-ishq hain jaate nahin,<br />Daagh chhaati ke abas dhota hai kya. <br /><br />Ghairat-e-Yousaf hai yeh waqt-e-aziz,<br />Mir isko raigaan khota hai kya.<br /><br /><strong><em>Mir Taqi Mir</em></strong>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-59899613391526598142008-06-17T04:40:00.000-07:002008-06-17T04:42:19.880-07:00Mir Taqi Mir<strong>Mir Taqi Mir</strong> was born at Agra in 1723. He spent his early childhood under the care and companionship of his father, whose constant emphasis on the importance of love and the value of continence and compassion in life went a long way in moulding the character of the poet, and this became the chief thematic strand of his poetry.<br /><br />Mir is one of the immortals among Urdu poets. He is a perfect artist of the ghazal, which makes its peculiar appeal through compression, suggestion, imagery and musicality. He builds his poetry on the foundations of his personal experience. His favourite theme is love - love unfulfilled - and his favourite manner is conversational. Mir lived at a time when Urdu poetry was yet at a formative stage - its language was getting reformed and purged of native crudities, and its texture was being enriched with borrowings from Persian imagery and idiom. Aided by his aesthetic instincts, Mir struck a fine balance between the old and the new, the indigenous and the imported elements. Knowing that Urdu is essentially an Indian language, he retained the best in native Hindi speech and leavened it with a sprinkling of Persian diction and phraseology, so as to create a poetic language at once simple, natural and elegant, acceptable alike to the elite and the common folk. Consequently he has developed a style which has been the envy of all succeeding poets... <br /><br />It is a commonplace of criticism that Mir is a poet of pathos and melancholy moods. His pathos, it should be remembered, is compounded of personal and public causes. His life was a long struggle against unfavourable circumstances... <br /><br />Mir was a prolific writier. His complete works, Kulliaat, consist of 6 dewans, containing 13,585 couplets comprising all kinds of poetic forms: ghazal, masnavi, qasida, rubai, mustezaad, satire, etc. <br /><br />... He died in Lucknow on 20 September 1810.testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842760620015096481.post-77932779764279848172008-06-12T05:11:00.000-07:002008-06-12T05:17:39.614-07:00Hazrat Ameer KhusroBorn at Delhi in 1253 AD, Amir Khusro served seven kings and three princes from the times of Sultan Balban to Mohammad Bin Tughlaq. His passion for his birthplace Delhi was ripped to the extent that when he was posted in Patiali, he not only lamented but completed a masanwi under the title ‘Shikayatnamah-e-Patiali’. Condemning Patiali and recalling the beauty and pleasure of his hometown Delhi, he compares himself with Joseph, who in separation from his home town Kan’an, feeling himself distressed, always pined for it.<br /><br />Poetry was inherent in Ameer Khusro. The day he was born, his father took him to a God absorbed darwesh, who said to his father, "You have brought one who would go two steps a head of khaqani (nightingale)."<br />In his early childhood, Khusro had developed a putting together in verse form worse of discordant meaning. Up to the age of sixteen, whichever book of verse he happened to lay his hand on, he tried to follow its author in the art of composition.<br /><br />His adolescence ushered him under the guidance of both Mufti Muizzudin Gharifi and Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia, his mentor. Both of them guided him to the path of following the style of Saddi and Kamal Isfahani. Even at that young age, he used to lambaste his contemporaries, including Hasan Dehlavi in qitah (quatrains).<br /><br />"My verses have so far been collected in three diwans, would you believe, that if there were a system of notation for registering musical compositions, my performance in the field of music too, would have been collected in three registers" He invented number of ragas and raginis which include such novelties as Qaul, Qulbanah, Taranah. He also composed verses in Persian and Hindwi.<br /><br />On the one hand Sultan Aalauddin, for the sake of righteousness and expediency of empire, stamped out all kinds of intoxicants, the prohibited things, the wherewithals of disobedience, debauchery and wickedness with the use of chastisement and and on the other side Ameer Khusro opened wide the gate of discipleship and accepted all kinds of men as his murids, be they high or low, wealthy or impecunious, noble or faqir, learned or ignorant, high born or low born, urbane or rustic, soldier or warrior.<br /><br />They all abstained from improper acts and if anyone would commit a sin, he would come and confess his guilt before Khusro and would indeed renew his discipleship. Men and women, young and old, merchants and ordinary men, slaves and servants and even young children began offering prayers regularly including the late morning prayers. Even the royal ameers, the armed acquirers, secretaries, clerks, sepoys and royal slaves, were particular about offering these supererogatory prayers. Owing to Khusro’s barakah (blessings), most people of the area including the high and low and irrespective of cast and creed became involved in prayers, tasawwuf (mysticism) and tark (renunciation) and turned to piety. During the last few years of Sultan Alauddin’s reign no person would talk of liquor, of beloveds, of debauchery and gambling, of obscenities and indecent life and no one would commit usury or usurp others’ rights.<br /><br />Out of the teachings of Khusro, the shop people gave up lying and cheating and underweighing. Scholars visiting Khusro would talk of books on tasawwuf such as Fawaid-ul-Fuwad, Qut-ul-Qulub, Ihya-ul-Uloom, Kashif-ul-Mahjub, Awarif and Malfuzat of Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia. People visited the bookshops in search of the books on suluk (deportment and self-control). Owing to the increased demand among the Sufis for lota (water vessel used specially for ritual cleansing) and tasht (basin for washing hands), the prices of these articles had slightly gone up showing that most people bent towards spiritual Sufi lifestyle.<br /><br />Ameer Khusro served as an ambassador of Hindu-Muslim unity in his time. His Hindu or Hindwi poetry for which he has been so popular among the school-going children as well as elderly generation. In his introduction to Ghurra-ul-Kamal, Khusro writes, "A few poems that I have composed in Hindwi, I have made a gift of them to my friends. I am a Hindustani Turk. I compose verses in Hindwi with the fluency of running water."<br /><br />It was he, who himself called Tuti-e-Hind’(parrot of India). ‘To speak the truth, I am an Indian Parrot. If you want to listen from me some subtle verses, ask me then to recite some of my Hindwi poems." He himself did not collect and preserve his Hindwi poems but made a gift of them to his friends. His poem, Kaliq Bari is a lexicon composed of synonymous words, from four languages, Arabic, Persian, Turkish and Hindwi.<br /><br />Hazrat Ameer Khusro was a devout Muslim. He was a friend and disciple of Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia. He was a profound expounder of ethics and strict observant of Sharia. Sharia acquires meaning when it maintains a close relation with reality partaking the essence of reality-love of God. If Sharia is lacking in that or in other words if it is without ain (the alphabet meaning the essence of God-love) it becomes shar (evil). Like Shah Waliullah of the subsequent year, his attitude towards the Sufis of hypocrisy was very critical.<br /><br />Hazrat Ameer Khusro’s spiritualism, in fact, consisted in his philosophy of love, which he shared with all the Sufis. The depth of humanism in his poetry springs from that source of ‘Divine love’. He has composed as many as 99 works and four lac lyrics, which cover almost every aspect of life. He was a living legend. He was more of a qalandar (a free soul), though not less of a Sufi, Khusro’s humanism transcended all barriers of cast, colour and creed. In an autocratic age, when the king’s wilful actions were unrestricted, Khusro had the courage and the intrepidity to speak before the king, of the value of the equality of the man.<br /><br />By <strong><em>Firoz Bakht Ahmed</em></strong>testhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07723613411801547747noreply@blogger.com0