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Baba Baba Hussain

Baba Baba Hussain

Nadeem Sarwar · 2013

In the burning aftermath of Karbala, little Sakina wanders alone and calls out for her father. She mourns the loss of her family amidst the ruins.

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Hussain, Hussain,hussain, Hussain

Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain

Shaam-E-Ghareebaa Al Amaa, Phaila Hua Har Su Dhua Noha Kuna Saidaniya, Ghash Me Pada Hai Ek Natawa Pyasi Sakina Nauhakhwaa

The evening of the strangers (Shaam-e-Ghareebaan) is dark, smoke has spread in every direction. The ladies of the Prophet's house are lamenting, a weak soul lies in a faint. Thirsty Sakina is reciting a dirge.

Baba Baba Hussain Sakina Ki Ati Thi Sada.. Baba Baba Hussain Hussain, Hussain,hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain

Father, Father, Hussain Sakina's voice would come... Father, Father, Hussain Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain

Jalte Hue Khaime Idhar, Lashe Tadapte The Udhar Karbobala Ki Khaak Par, Boli Sakina Rakhke Sar Baba Suno Meri Fugha

Burning tents on this side, bodies writhing on that side. On the dust of Karbala, Sakina said, resting her head, 'Father, listen to my lament.'

Bade Nabi Taraaj Hai, Sholo Ka Har Su Raaj Hai Haye Kafan Ke Waste, Baba Mera Mohtaj Hai Kitna Bada Hai Imtehaa

The Prophet's household is plundered, flames rule in every direction. Alas, for a shroud, my father is left destitute. How great is this trial.

Shame Masaeb Aagai, Andhi Ghamo Ki Cha Gai Mai Janibe Darya Gai, Lashe Chacha Tharra Gai Kano Se Khoo Dekha Rawa

The evening of calamities has arrived, a storm of grief has engulfed us. I went towards the river, the body of my uncle made me tremble. I saw blood flowing from his ears.

Rukhsar Nile Hogae, Itne Tamache Hail Age Baba Khuda Ke Waste, Mujhko Lagalo Seene Se Dukhti Hai Meri Pasliyaa

My cheeks have turned blue, so many slaps have been struck. Father, for the sake of God, hold me to your chest. My ribs are aching.

Tapti Zami Jalti Hawa, Ae Maqtal-E-Karbobala Ek Dopaher Me Kya Hua, Loota Gaya Kunba Mera Chadar Na Sar Pe Saaebaa

Scorching earth, burning winds, O battlefield of Karbala. What happened in just one afternoon? My family was plundered. There is no veil on my head, no shade.

Ek Reesma Bara Gale, Kuch Is Tarah Bandhe Gaye Har Aati Jaati Saans Bhi, Jaise Koi Khanjar Chale Nazuk Gale Me Reesma

A rope around the neck, they were tied in such a way. That every breath taken felt like a dagger being drawn. A rope around the delicate neck.

Rassi Me Baba Bandh Gae, Taza Sitam Hone Ko Hai Zanjeer Lae Ashqiyaa, Beemar Aabid Ke Liye Pehna Rahe Hai Bediyaa

Father, we were tied with ropes, and fresh cruelties are about to happen. The wretched ones brought chains for the ailing Aabid. They are putting shackles on him.

Kya Sarwar-O-Rehan Ham, Batlae Rudade Sitam Nazuk Se Dil Ke Ranjo Ghum, Kehti Rahi Wo Dam Ba Dam Ab Tum Kaha Aur Hum Kaha

How can we, Sarwar and Rehan, describe the tale of cruelty? The sorrows and griefs of a delicate heart, she kept saying moment by moment, 'Now where are you, and where am I?'

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