Deewan-e-Ghalib...

Deewan-e-Ghalib...

What a shayar he was.. His work is commendable... Most people must have heard "Dil-e-naadaan tujhe hua kya hai"... But I am sure that the full shayari was not in the song.. I got a small book "Deewan-e-Ghalib" that had the full shayari..and what it was.. Have a look..

Dil-e-naadaan tujhe hua kya hai..
aakhir is dard ki davaa kya hai..

Humko unse vafaa ki hai ummeed
jo nahi jaante vafaa kya hai ...

The way grief and anguish have been shown in the above set of lines is amazing...The helplessness one can go through is inexplicable... What is the medicine of this ? .... What is the way out ?

Hum hai mushtaaq.. aur vo bezaar
Ya ilaahi ye maajra kya hai

We are interested and they are dis-interested
O GOD ! What is all this ?

Main bhi muh mein zubaan rakhta hun..
Kaash !!! Pucho ki hua kya hai

Jabki tum bin nahi koi maujood
Phir ye hungama .. Ae khuda kya hai

This is one stanza that I like the most.. The voice of silence and lonliness can be very LOUD.. It could be chaotic...He says: "When there is no one besides you , then why this pandemonium.."

Ye paricheher log kaise hain
gamz-o-ishq-o-adaa kya hai

Who are these people with angel-like faces ( pari- angel.. cheher-faces )
What is this pain.. this love .. this attitude ???

Shikan-e-zulf-e-ambari kya hai
nigaah-e-chashm-e-surma kya hai

Sabz-o-gul kahaan se aye hain
Abr kya chees hai.. havaa kya hai

From where came this greenery and flowers ( sabz-o-gul )
What are clouds (abr).. What is air (havaa)..???

Haan bhalaa kar.. tera bhalaa hoga
Aur darvesh ki sadaa kya hai

Do good to others,,, Good would hapen to you
What else Darvesh ( ascetic ) tells ...

Jaan tumpar nisaar karta hun
main nahi jaanta dua kya hai

The generosity of a lover is explained here..

I am not familiar with the word "Prayer"... But in case you need anything,, just let me know.. Even my life is there for you...

Maine maana kuch nahi "Ghalib"
Muft haath aaye to bura kya hai

The modesty of Ghalib is clear in this stanza..

I know.. I am nothing.. But if I am for free.. Whats the problem in owning me...

I read somewhere that when the third wife of one of his friends died, he wrote......

"Allah allah ik woh log hain jo teen teen dafah is qaid say chchoot chuke hain...
aur ik hum hain ke ik aglay pachas baras say jo phansi ka phanda galay mein pa Rakha hai ... to na phanda hi Tut-ta hai na dum hi nikalta hai"

Allah Allah, there are some among us who have been freed from the prison three times and I have for the past 50 years this rope around my neck... neither this rope breaks nor it takes my life]

One more set of lines from his poetry, which I read on the site, where I read the above TRUE lines :) :

"sau kos se ba-zabaan-e-qalam baatein kiya karo ...
aur hijr mein visaal kay maze liya karo"

From hundred of miles talk with the tongue of the pen and enjoy the joy of meeting even when you are separated

One more:
jis mein laakho baras ki hoorein hon
aisi jannat ka kya kare koi

When the women are million years old
What would one do of a heaven like that ???