Last night while trying to sleep I came up with a few words and by the time the tattered notepad’s page was full this evening, a Nazm was born. Since my last Ghazal in April, Akhiri Padaav – I haven’t been able to do much writing due to my travel to India and being extremely busy at work. I did compose Jalpari in May, however, I would call it more a Geet than Nazm. Looking forward to hear what people think of it. While writing this, I was thinking of Arun Joshi’s lines in the book Strange Case of Billy Biswas, “the most futile cry of man is his impossible wish to be understood..”
Some people said they could not understand the Nazm fully so I’m providing a somewhat translated version. Although I do not believe that the English language can ever be used to translate Urdu Poetry, but here we go:
And when I found myself in life
I found a path laid ahead
With whims of people around me
Was it a night of darkness or solitude?
The desert took away my dreams
And Yet I kept on and on
Still my destiny’s story stayed buried within
And the fame of my fall befell my Nazms
The world found me to blame
O beloved, even you
I wish, had looked in the emptiness I carry
With your eyes that I can’t explain
Although my eyes are hollow and dark
You’ll find a Poet’s muse lurking within
A story to be sung in ages to come
Shall drown today in the sea of sorrows
Now the night is almost gone, pray bury me now
And O my friends, I long to be alone
For, one last time I’ll close my eyes..
bete ab to kuch Babuji zara dhire chalo type nazm, jumle, geet , gaza l likhne hi padenge 😀
good work :)…as usual…
ab recite bhi karde…to aur bhi shaan badh jaaye…
Thanks Janki.
[…] Meanwhile, enjoy the Nazm, which is a slight continuance from the last one, Chalo Dafn Karo. […]
you are correct the translated version is doing injustice to the great work….
please recite this nazm……
Thanks, I’ll try to put up a recording sometime.
Cheers
HI Gautam! Nik is right. This is great as usual but we need to here your other side of you which is great…….om