Abid Ki Kahani
Shahid Baltistani
This poem tells the story of the great suffering faced by Imam Sajjad and the women of the Prophet's family after the tragedy of Karbala. It remembers their difficult journey to the prisons of Shaam.
Abid Ki Kahani (Haaye Beemaar) (Haaye Beemaar) (Haaye Beemaar)
The Story of Abid (Alas, the ailing one) (Alas, the ailing one) (Alas, the ailing one)
(Ranj-O-Alam Mei Dubi, Abid Ki Kahani)
(Drowned in sorrow and grief, is the story of Abid)
Payro(n) Mei Aable Hai, Aankho Se Ansuo(n) Ke, Hoti Hai Rawaani
There are blisters on his feet, and from his eyes, a river of tears flows.
Is Baat Ka Nahi Gham, Bazaar Behaya Hai Ummat Ki Berukhi Hai, Ummat Ke Hi Gila Hai Zainab Bhi Berida Hai, Badli Hai Zaeefi Mei, Abid Ki Jawaani
The grief is not that the bazaar is shameless, It is the indifference of the Ummah, it is a complaint against the Ummah itself. Zainab is unveiled, and in his youth, Abid has aged prematurely.
Qari Namaazi Hafiz, Haji Khare Huwe The Bazaaro(n) Mei Musalmaa(n), Sare Bhare Huwe The Zainab Ki Pusht Par Hi, Beemaar-E-Sarebaa(n) Ki, Guzri Hai Jawaani
Reciters of the Quran, those who prayed, memorizers, and pilgrims stood there, In the bazaars, the Muslims were gathered in crowds. Behind Zainab, the ailing one of the caravan spent his youth.
Sadat Ke Liye Hi, Raaho(n) Mei Mushkile Hai Qaure Hai Aur Kaanthe, Pathro(n) Ki Barishe Hai Khayme Jo Karbala Mei, Jalte Rahe The Ya Rab, Barsa Nahi Pani
For the descendants of the Prophet, the paths are filled with difficulties, There are whips and thorns, and showers of stones. Oh Lord, the tents that burned in Karbala, for them, no water rained down.
Jab Karbala Ko Aye, Suta Watan Madina Chora Jo Karbala Ko, Tanha Huwi Sakina Sarwar Ki Shaahzadi, Kaise Sahengi Ya Rab, Zinda(n) Ki Weerani
When they came to Karbala, they left their homeland, Medina, When they left Karbala, Sakina was left alone. Oh Lord, how will the Princess of the Master (Hussain) endure the desolation of the prison?
Sajjad Ko Imamat, Deti Hai Shaam-E-Gurbat Mazloom Sayyedo(n) Se, Kehti Hai Shaam-E-Gurbat Purse Mei De Rahi Hu(n), Beemar Ko Aseeri, Karbal Ko Kahani
The evening of exile grants the Imamate to Sajjad, The evening of exile speaks to the oppressed descendants of the Prophet. In this condolence, I am recounting the captivity of the ailing one, and the story of Karbala.
Na Mahramo Mei Zainab, Be Parda Jab Khari Thi Ummat Ki Teri Nana, Ghayrat Kaha(n) Gayi Thi Majma Laga Huwa Tha, Zainab Jo Parh Rahi Thi, Ayaat-E-Qurani
When Zainab stood unveiled among strangers, Oh Prophet, where had the honor of your Ummah gone? A crowd had gathered as Zainab was reciting the verses of the Quran.
Saaya Hata Hi Tha Ke, Abbas Ke Bharam Ka Aaghaz Hogaya Tha, Sadat Pe Sitam Ka Deti Rahi Dilasa, Pardes Mei Zainab Ko, Ghazi Ki Nishaani
As soon as the shadow of Abbas's protection was removed, The oppression of the Prophet's family began. In the foreign land, the emblem of Ghazi (Abbas) kept offering solace to Zainab.
Sajjad Jis Tarha Se, Ankho(n) Se Khun Roya "Arman" Wo Kalam Se, Kaise Bayaan Honga Bedaar Hogaye Ham, Matam Bata Raha Hai, Noho(n) Ki Zubaani
The way Sajjad wept blood from his eyes, "Arman," how can that be described with a pen? We have awakened; the mourning is telling the story through the language of the Nohas.
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