Bhai Bhai Pukarti Rahi Main
Mir Hasan Mir · 2016
Bibi Zainab speaks to her mother, Bibi Fatima, about the day in Karbala. She describes watching from a distance as her brother Hussain faced the enemy army.
Amma Meri Amma (3) Amma, Amma
Mother, my mother (3) Mother, mother
Amma Ruka Na Shimr E Laee'n Mere Bayn Se Sattar Qadam Thi Door Ye Zainab Hussain Se
Mother, the accursed Shimr did not stop at my lamentations, Even though Zainab was only seventy steps away from Hussain.
Bhai Bhai Pukarti Rahi Mai Phir Bhi Khanjar Nahi Ruka Amma Shimr Ne Ki Phir Aisi Gustakhi Mujhse Dekha Nahi Gaya Amma
I kept crying out 'brother, brother', Yet the dagger did not stop, Mother. Shimr committed such an insolent act again, I could not bear to watch it, Mother.
Tum Jo Zulfe Sawara Karti Thi Unhi Zulfo Mein Haath Tha Uska Jaha'n Bose Diye The Nana Ne Usi Gardan Se Khoo'n Tapakta Tha Sare Shabbir Yu Uthaye Hue Shimr Khaime Tak Aagaya Amma
The hair that you used to groom, His hand was in that very hair. Where the Prophet (Nana) had kissed, From that very neck, blood was dripping. With Shabbir's head raised high like this, Shimr came all the way to the tents, Mother.
Dekh Kar Mujhko Bayn Karte Hue Shimr Har Baar Muskarata Raha Meri Nazro Ke Saamne Zalim Waar Ginkar Churi Chalata Raha Haye 13 Zarbe Thi Kund Khanjar Tha Aur Shabbir Ka Gala Amma
Seeing me lamenting, Shimr kept smiling every time. Right before my eyes, the tyrant, Counting his strikes, kept moving the knife. Alas, there were thirteen blows, the dagger was blunt, And it was Shabbir's throat, Mother.
Charo Janib Se Gher Rakha Tha Tere Noore Nazar Ko Lashkar Ne Teer Barsata Tha Koi Uspar Koi Patthar Se Maarta Tha Use Haye Ret Zakhmo Pe Wo Girata Raha Jisko Patthar Nahi Mila Amma
From all sides, the army had surrounded, The light of your eyes (Hussain). Someone was raining arrows upon him, Someone else was striking him with stones. Alas, he who could not find a stone, Kept throwing sand onto his wounds, Mother.
Tegh Jis Dum Koi Chali Uspar Haye Abbas Kehke Roya Tha Teer Peshani Pe Laga Jis Dum Haye Asghar Zabaa'n Pe Aaya Tha Haye Akbar Pukara Duniya Ne Jab Bhi Neza Koi Laga Amma
Whenever a sword struck him, Alas, he cried out 'Abbas'. When the arrow struck his forehead, Alas, 'Asghar' came to his tongue. Alas, the world heard him call 'Akbar', Whenever a spear struck him, Mother.
Haye Jab Chalaya Tha Shimr Ne Khanjar Maine Aanko'n Se Apni Dekha Tha Haath Apne Uthake Pehlu Se Tune Sukhe Gale Pe Rakha Tha Ungliya'n Zakhmi Hogayi Hongi Haath Mujhse To Naa Chupa Amma
Alas, when Shimr wielded the dagger, I saw it with my own eyes. Raising your hands from your side, You placed them on his parched throat. Your fingers must have been wounded, Do not hide your hands from me, Mother.
Aisi Nafrat Thi Unke Seeno Mein Ye Bhi Socha Na Shaam Walo Ne Deen E Islam Mein Zabiha Tak Zibha Pyaase Nahi Kiye Jaate Haye Teen Din Se Hussain Pyaasa Hai Ye Bhi Socha Nahi Gaya Amma
Such was the hatred in their hearts, The people of Shaam did not even consider this. In the religion of Islam, even for a sacrifice, One is not slaughtered while thirsty. Alas, Hussain has been thirsty for three days, Even this was not considered, Mother.
Maa Ye Zainab Se Kehti Thi Akbar Meri Aaghosh Mein Tha Sar Uska Maine Gardan Ko Katte Dekha Tha Maine Saanso Ko Rukte Dekha Tha Haye Aakhri Baar Zere Khanjar Bhi Maine Shabbir Se Suna Amma
Mother, Akbar used to say to Zainab, His head was in my lap. I saw the neck being severed, I saw the breath stopping. Alas, even the last time, under the dagger, I heard it from Shabbir, Mother.
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