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Kya Dhoond Rahi Hai Jangal May Sakina

Kya Dhoond Rahi Hai Jangal May Sakina

Mesum Abbas

Little Sakina wanders through the desert of Karbala, searching for her father and her uncle Abbas. She misses her family and waits for them to return.

NohaShahadat Bibi Sakina
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Kya Dhoond Rahi Hai Jangal May Sakina

What is Sakina searching for in the wilderness?

Abbas Ke Baazu Ya Baba Ka Seena

Is it the arms of Abbas, or the chest of her father?

Kano Se Chine Gowhar Aur Aag Thi Daman May Ghabrayi Hui Bachi Ye Kehti Rahi Ran May Hai Koi Jo Mujhko Pahunchade Madina

Earrings were snatched from her ears, and her hem was set aflame, The terrified child kept crying out on the battlefield, 'Is there anyone who can take me back to Medina?'

Ran Se Ali Asghar Ko Le Aao Mere Baba Soona Nazar Aata Hai Bhai Ka Mere Jhoola Asghar Ke Baghair Ab Mujhko Nahi Jeena

Bring Ali Asghar back from the battlefield, my father, My brother's cradle looks so empty, I cannot live anymore without Asghar.

Ye Shaam Ke Zindan May Deewaron Ko Takti Hai Kya Soch Ke Ye Jaane Din Raat Sisakti Hai Bichdi Hai Chacha Se Jab Se Ye Hazeena

In the prison of Shaam, she stares at the walls, Who knows what she thinks of, sobbing day and night, Ever since this sorrowful one was separated from her uncle.

Dunya Se Sidhare Hai Bhai Jo Mere Pyase Jab Tak Nahi Lautenge Ammu Mere Darya Se Maine Ay Phupi Jaan Pani Nahi Peena

My brother has departed from this world thirsty, Until my uncle returns from the river, Oh aunt, I will not drink any water.

Pahunche Jo Shahe Wala Bete Ki Sada Sunkar Dekha Ke Ragadte Hai Aydi Ko Jawan Akbar Naize Ki Ani Hai Aur Bete Ka Seena

When the King of the Faithful arrived, hearing his son's cry, He saw young Akbar rubbing his heel against the ground, There was the spearhead, and the chest of his son.

Ahmed Ke Nawase Ko Maara Hai Moharram May Chalees Baras Roye Sajjad Isi Gham May Tareekh Pukari Hai Gham Ka Mahina

The grandson of Ahmed was killed in the month of Muharram, For forty years Sajjad wept in this grief, History has proclaimed it the month of sorrow.

Honge Sare Mehshar Bhi Unchay Yuhin Sar Apne Markhad Ko Ujalon Se Bhar Denge Zafar Apne Rakhte Hai Lehad May Hum Ashkon Ka Khazeena

Our heads will remain held high even on the Day of Judgment, Zafar, we will fill our graves with light, For we keep a treasure of tears within our graves.

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