Friday, December 15, 2006

Aik Mashvara

hein is duniya mein bohot, thore hein in me majeed
Girte to hein bohot, thore hein in mein shaheed
Ustad milte hein bohot, thore milenge mureed
Ansooo bhare chasm, kaise doun inhein umeed?

Tashkeel hai is hasti ki, azmaishon se bhari
Tasalsul hi to hai, mostehkam to kuch nahin
Ustad milte hein bohot, thore milenge mureed
Ansooo bhare chasm, kaise doun inhein umeed?

Takaze hein yeh vakt ke
Khajalat* he har chashm mein
Sadakat he mere lab pe
Molavis houn mein is sab mein

Sadakat he mere lab pe
mein molavis houn
Sadakat he tere lab pe
to phir bezuban kyun?
--Usman Chohan, 2005

Many exist but few truly live
Many die but few are martyred
Many preach but few listen
How can I give hope to your tearful eyes?

The world is shaped to be full of trials
In such continuity, Nothing seems to last
Many preach but few listen
How can I give hope to your tearful eyes?

These are the trials of the time
Shame* sits in every eye
The truth sits on my lips
I am guiltily involved in all of this

The truth sits on my lips
I am guiltily involved in all of this
The truth sits on your lips
So why are you silent?

--Usman Chohan, 2005

1 comment:

Sabeen said...

I think I like this one the most... and perhaps, "Kashish" as well. I like the msg given out through this :) Now I gotta LISTEN, to really like it. lol