coffee_rules Posted November 20, 2025 Posted November 20, 2025 One of great ghalib’s works immortalized by Sri jagjit singhji Mariyam 1
coffee_rules Posted December 17, 2025 Posted December 17, 2025 (edited) Another Pakistani great song, not exactly a ghazal, but can be called a nazm Nadeem Shravan copied the song in Sadak https://youtu.be/-aMgmlXHoT4?si=OUXJHPmHYQdtEeke Edited December 17, 2025 by coffee_rules Mariyam 1
coffee_rules Posted January 4 Posted January 4 Beautiful song by muni Begum great tonal quality in her voice
coffee_rules Posted March 16 Posted March 16 (edited) har zarra chamaktā hai anvār-e-ilāhī se har saañs ye kahtī hai ham haiñ to ḳhudā bhī hai profound words is this Kufr @Alam_dar@Mariyam Edited March 16 by coffee_rules
Alam_dar Posted March 16 Posted March 16 14 hours ago, coffee_rules said: har zarra chamaktā hai anvār-e-ilāhī se har saañs ye kahtī hai ham haiñ to ḳhudā bhī hai profound words is this Kufr @Alam_dar@Mariyam This is a Sufi thing. and in Sufi poetry, these words are not considered 'Kufr' (disbelief), but rather a high stage of spiritual love. They don't take it literal but metaphor. For them it means something like: God is like the Sun. Every 'atom' (zarra) in the world is like a small piece of mirror. When the sun shines on a mirror, the mirror 'glows.' It doesn't mean the mirror is the sun, but it is reflecting the sun’s light.
coffee_rules Posted March 17 Posted March 17 9 hours ago, Alam_dar said: This is a Sufi thing. and in Sufi poetry, these words are not considered 'Kufr' (disbelief), but rather a high stage of spiritual love. They don't take it literal but metaphor. For them it means something like: God is like the Sun. Every 'atom' (zarra) in the world is like a small piece of mirror. When the sun shines on a mirror, the mirror 'glows.' It doesn't mean the mirror is the sun, but it is reflecting the sun’s light. I was highlighting the second line in the above paragraph: har saañs ye kahtī hai ham haiñ to ḳhudā bhī hai He says God is existing because we are existing not the other way around, this is a very different philosophy than even Hinduism. He basically means humans created God. In Hinduism, we believe in Aham Brahmasmi , it basically means there is God in me. Sufi equivalent will be.Anaa-al-Haq (I am the Truth) there is another interesting line in this ghazal: sūraj meñ lage dhabbā fitrat ke karishme haiñ but ham ko kaheñ kāfir allāh kī marzī hai AllahaBadi, who wrote the ghazal calls himself Kafir Alam_dar 1
Alam_dar Posted March 17 Posted March 17 6 hours ago, coffee_rules said: sūraj meñ lage dhabbā fitrat ke karishme haiñ but ham ko kaheñ kāfir allāh kī marzī hai AllahaBadi, who wrote the ghazal calls himself Kafir It is not like this. Tassawuf (Sufiism) has a lot of metaphor. The Sharab (alcohol) in this ghazal is not the literal alcohol, but in Sufiism, it is "true Love of god". And in Sufiism, a man indulges so deep in love of god, that he forgets all other things including Sharia Rulings (like Namaz etc. ), so much so that Mullah starts calling that man a kafir. And Akbar Allahabadi is not calling himself a Kafir, but in this sentence, he is saying hat "but (idols)" are also calling him kafir. This "but" in this sentence is "idols" बुत Let me write it down in Urdu and then take the help of AI to translate it into Hindi. मेरे मित्र, इसका अर्थ वैसा नहीं है जैसा आप समझ रहे हैं। उर्दू शायरी, विशेषकर तसव्वुफ़ (Sufism) में प्रतीकों और रूपकों (Metaphors) का बहुत गहरा प्रयोग होता है। अकबर इलाहाबादी की इस ग़ज़ल को समझने के लिए इन संकेतों को समझना ज़रूरी है: 1. शराब का अर्थ: इस ग़ज़ल में 'शराब' या 'मय' का अर्थ वह शराब नहीं है जो बाज़ार में मिलती है। सूफ़ीवाद में इसका अर्थ "ईश्वर का सच्चा प्रेम" (Ishq-e-Haqiqi) है। यह वह रूहानी नशा है जो इंसान को दुनिया से बेखबर कर देता है। 2. काफ़िर का संदर्भ: तसव्वुफ़ में जब कोई व्यक्ति ईश्वर के प्रेम में पूरी तरह डूब जाता है, तो वह कभी-कभी दुनिया के बनाए हुए नियमों या ज़ाहिरी धार्मिक कर्मकांडों (जैसे नमाज़ आदि के दिखावे) से बेपरवाह हो जाता है। ऐसे में कट्टरपंथी लोग (मुल्ला/मौलवी) जो ईश्वर के उस आंतरिक प्रेम को नहीं समझते, उस व्यक्ति पर 'कुफ़्र' का फ़तवा लगा देते हैं या उसे 'काफ़िर' कहने लगते हैं। अकबर यहाँ उसी पर तंज़ (व्यंग्य) कर रहे हैं। 3. 'बुत' का अर्थ: उर्दू शायरी में बुत (But) के दो अर्थ होते हैं: मूर्ति या मज्मुआ (Statue/Idol): पत्थर की मूरत। महबूब (Beloved): अक्सर वह पत्थर दिल इंसान जो प्रेमी की भावनाओं को न समझे। अकबर इलाहाबादी के इस शेर में: "बुत हमको कहें काफ़िर अल्लाह की मर्ज़ी है" इसका अर्थ यह है कि वे लोग जो स्वयं पत्थर की तरह जड़ हैं या जो खुदा के साथ इंसान के इस रूहानी इश्क़ को नहीं समझते (मसलन वे ज़ाहिरी धर्मगुरु जो केवल नियमों को पकड़ते हैं, रूह को नहीं), अगर वे मुझे 'काफ़िर' कहते हैं, तो यह अल्लाह की मर्ज़ी है। मुझे उनकी परवाह नहीं, क्योंकि मेरी हकीकत मेरा खुदा जानता है। Hope this helps (although it is a little difficult to understand Tasawwuf (Sufiism) initially). I never went deep into Sufiism, but there is some beauty in it which also reflects in Sufi poetry.
coffee_rules Posted June 24 Posted June 24 (edited) My depressing mood describing my condition atm. FML For those looking for a translation of thos Urdu ….. Naa kisii kii aankh kaa nuur huun-2 Not the light of any one's eyes Naa kisii ke dil kaa qaraar huun Not the solace for any one's heart Jo kisii ke kaam na aa sake of no use to anyone Main vo ek musht-e-gubaar huun I am that one fistful of dust Naa kisii kii aankh kaa nuur huun Not the light of any one's eyes Naa to main kisii kaa habiib huun I am neither anyone's friend Naa to main kisii kaa raqiib huun Nor am I anyone's rival Jo bigaR gayaa vo nasiib huun The one that is ruined, I am that fate Jo ujaR gayaa vo dayaar huun The one that is destroyed, that land Naa kisii kii aankh kaa nuur huun Not the light of any one's eyes Meraa rang ruup bigaR gayaa My complexion and beauty is ravaged Meraa yaar mujh se bichaR gayaa My beloved is parted from me Jo chaman khizaan se ujaR gayaa The garden that got ruined in autumn Main usi ki fasl-e-bahaar huun I am the crop of its spring Naa kisii kii aankh kaa nuur huun Not the light of any one's eyes Pae faatihaa koi aae kyuun Why should anyone come to sing a requiem Koi chaar phuul chaRhaae kyuun? Why should anyone come to offer four flowers Koi aake shamaa jalaae kyuun Why should anyone come to light a candle Main vo bekasi kaa mazaar huun I am the tomb of that destitution Naa kisii kii aankh kaa nuur huun Not the light of any one's eyes Naa kisii ke dil kaa qaraar huun Not the solace for any one's heart Jo kisii ke kaam na aa sake of no use to anyone Main vo ek musht-e-gubaar huun I am that one fistful of dust Naa kisii kii aankh kaa nuur huun Not the light of any one's eyes Edited June 24 by coffee_rules
coffee_rules Posted July 10 Posted July 10 On 6/24/2026 at 2:02 AM, jf1gp_1 said: I hate Gazal. Do you hate poems , poetry?
BacktoCricaddict Posted July 10 Posted July 10 6 hours ago, coffee_rules said: Do you hate poems , poetry? I do. It makes no sense to me - esp English poetry. Am just prosaic.
diga Posted July 10 Posted July 10 3 minutes ago, BacktoCricaddict said: I do. It makes no sense to me - esp English poetry. Am just prosaic. Poetry is prozac for some BacktoCricaddict 1
coffee_rules Posted July 10 Posted July 10 2 hours ago, BacktoCricaddict said: I do. It makes no sense to me - esp English poetry. Am just prosaic. It is just exercise of intelligent engagement with your mind. There is metaphor, simile, the context that the poet wants to bring in, and the interpreter has his own imagination to understand it in a different way based on his own context. It’s an amazing world. I am not much into English poetry as I am ganwaar , but love poems in Kannada and Hindi/Urdu mainly. But I appreciate all kinds of poetry when somebody explains the context. BacktoCricaddict 1
BacktoCricaddict Posted July 10 Posted July 10 (edited) 24 minutes ago, coffee_rules said: It is just exercise of intelligent engagement with your mind. There is metaphor, simile, the context that the poet wants to bring in, and the interpreter has his own imagination to understand it in a different way based on his own context. It’s an amazing world. I am not much into English poetry as I am ganwaar , but love poems in Kannada and Hindi/Urdu mainly. But I appreciate all kinds of poetry when somebody explains the context. I might have to write a book name: Nanage Vignaanave Kavithe ;-) Edited July 10 by BacktoCricaddict
coffee_rules Posted July 10 Posted July 10 33 minutes ago, BacktoCricaddict said: I might have to write a book name: Nanage Vignaanave Kavithe ;-) Guru, ninn kaalu yelli guru! Vignaanakke brain beku emotion bekilla. BacktoCricaddict 1
BacktoCricaddict Posted July 10 Posted July 10 34 minutes ago, coffee_rules said: Guru, ninn kaalu yelli guru! Vignaanakke brain beku emotion bekilla. After all, emotions are nothing but biochemical responses in the brain :-)
jf1gp_1 Posted July 10 Posted July 10 10 hours ago, coffee_rules said: Do you hate poems , poetry? Shouldnt have written hate, I find them boring so don't care much for any of it. coffee_rules 1
coffee_rules Posted July 10 Posted July 10 51 minutes ago, jf1gp_1 said: Shouldnt have written hate, I find them boring so don't care much for any of it. Bheje mein chemical locha
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