Izzat e Mann
Irfan Haider
A believer reflects on how their entire life and identity are shaped by their love for Imam Hussain and the tragedy of Karbala.
Hussain Hussain Ya Zahra.... Ya Haider.... Shukriya Fatima Zahra Shukriya Haider E Qarraar Aapne Mujhko Banaaya Apne Bete Ka Azadaar Man Misli.. Mai Azadar E Hussain
Hussain, Hussain O Zahra... O Haider... Gratitude to you, Fatima Zahra Gratitude to you, Haider-e-Qarrar (The Decisive Lion of God) You have made me A mourner of your son Like me... I am a mourner of Hussain
Risaalat E Mann Nabawi Wilaayat E Mann Alawi Qismat E Mann Fatemi Sakhawat E Mann Hasani Izzat E Mann Husaini Ghairat E Mann Abbasi
My Prophethood is that of the Prophet (Muhammad) My Guardianship (Wilayat) is that of Ali My destiny is that of Fatima My generosity is that of Hasan My honor is that of Hussain My sense of honor (Ghairat) is that of Abbas
Ye Jo Sharaf Mujhko Mila Aur Kise Rabb Ne Diya Goondha Gayaa Mera Khameer Usme Mili Khaak E Shifaa Unse Mujhe Hai Qalk Kiyaa Aab E Baqaa, Khaak E Shifaa, Zohd O Sakhaa, Rab Ki Ataa
This honor that I have received Who else has God bestowed it upon? My very essence was kneaded With the healing dust (Khak-e-Shifa) mixed within From them, I have been created The Water of Eternity, the Healing Dust, Piety and Generosity, are all God's gifts
Khalq Mujhe Rabb Ne Kiya Sirf Moharram Ke Liye Aankh Hai Rone Ke Liye Haath Hai Maatam Ke Liye Daulat E Mann Kya Iske Siwaa Farsh E Aza, Farsh E Wilaa, Ashq E Aza, Karbobala
God created me Only for the sake of Muharram My eyes are for weeping My hands are for mourning (Matam) What is my wealth, other than this? The carpet of mourning, the carpet of devotion, the tears of grief, and Karbala
Seena Hai Kaaba E Aza Kaabe Ka Maulood Ali Rabb Ne Jo Meesaaq Liya Dil Me Tha Maujood Ali Aur Karam Mujhpar Ye Huwaa Dil Jo Diya, Usme Rakha, Ishq E Khuda, Sheh Ki Aza
My chest is the Kaaba of mourning And the one born in the Kaaba is Ali When God took the covenant (Meesaaq) Ali was present in my heart And this grace was bestowed upon me That the heart He gave, He placed within it, the love of God and the mourning for the King (Hussain)
Pehle Waha Wird Kiya Sallu Alaihi Ya Hussain Ab Ye Wazeefa Hai Mera Sallu Alaihi Ya Hussain Kaam Hai Ye Dunya Me Mera Noha Likha, Noha Padha, Noha Suna, Kehta Raha
First, I recited there 'Sallu Alaihi Ya Hussain' (Send blessings upon him, O Hussain) Now this is my daily litany 'Sallu Alaihi Ya Hussain' This is my work in this world Writing Noha, reciting Noha, listening to Noha, and continuing to say it
Ishq E Ali Mujhko Mila Aur Ghum E Karbobala Jab Bhi Uthey Mere Qadam Pohcha Sar E Farsh E Aaza Qaidi Koi Yaado'n Me Rahaa Tauq E Jafaa, Me Tha Gala, Kehta Raha, Zain Ul Ebaa
I received the love of Ali And the grief of Karbala Whenever my feet moved They reached the carpet of mourning A prisoner remained in my memories With the collar of oppression around his neck, he kept saying, 'Zain-ul-Abideen'
Asr Ka Hangaam E Sitam Bhool Na Paaunga Kabhi Reyt Ke Teeley Pe Khadi Ek Behan Roti Rahi Dekhi Nahi Phir Aisi Jafaa Khushk Gala, Kat-Ta Raha, Khoon Baha, Kehta Huwa
The time of oppression at Asr (afternoon) I will never be able to forget Standing on a mound of sand A sister kept weeping I have never seen such cruelty since With a parched throat, being severed, blood flowing, while he was saying...
Baad E Shah E Karbobala Ahle Haram Qaidi Bane Shaam Talak Aise Gaye Ek Rasan Baara Gale Binte Ali Thi Mehwe Bukaa Lehje Me Tha Sher E Khuda, Mehwe Buka, Khutba Diya
After the King of Karbala The family of the Prophet became prisoners They were taken all the way to Shaam (Damascus) With one rope binding twelve necks The daughter of Ali was immersed in grief But in her tone was the Lion of God, immersed in grief, she delivered the sermon
Hoti Hai Maula Ki Ataa Likhta Hai Mazhar Ka Qalam Mujhpey Bhi Irfan E Aza Hai Ye Shah E Dee'n Ka Karam Naad E Ali Jo Mujhko Milaa Shukr E Khuda, Khoon Mera, Meri Tarha, Kehne Lagaa
It is the Master's grace That Mazhar's pen writes Even upon me, the knowledge of mourning Is the kindness of the King of Religion Since I received the 'Naad-e-Ali' Thank God, my blood, like me, began to say...
Hussain... Hussain... Ya Zehra....
Hussain... Hussain... O Zahra...
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