Maa Main Pyasa Hoon Maa
Ameer Hasan Aamir · 2010
Imam Hussain calls out to his mother Bibi Fatima during his final moments on the battlefield of Karbala. He describes his deep thirst and the heavy sorrow of losing his loved ones.
Ghode Se Jab Zameen Pe Girne Lage Hussain Dekha Ke Baal Khole Huwe Ro Rahi Hai Maa Tehri Nigah Toote Huwe Pehluon Pe Jab Bachpan Ki Yaad Aagayi Bole Shahe Zamaan
When Hussain began to fall from his horse to the ground, He saw his mother weeping with her hair unveiled. When his gaze rested upon her broken ribs, Memories of childhood returned, and the King of the Age spoke:
Maa Mai Pyasa Hoo'n Maa Nazo'n Ka Paala Hoo'n Maa Maa Mai Pyasa Hoo'n Maa
Mother, I am thirsty, Mother, I am the one raised with such tenderness, Mother, Mother, I am thirsty, Mother.
Naizo'n Se Chalni Saar Badan Hai Mera Lahoo Hi Mera Kafan Hai Khoon Me Dooba Hoo'n Maa
My entire body is riddled with spear wounds, My own blood is my burial shroud, I am drenched in blood, Mother.
Ab Saamne Hai Mout Ki Rahe'n Godi Me Lelo Phailado Bahe'n Ghode Se Girta Hoo'n Maa
Now the paths of death are before me, Take me into your lap, open your arms, I am falling from my horse, Mother.
Dariya Pe Hai Mere Ghazi Ka Laasha Chalni Hai Barchi Se Akbar Ka Seena Kitna Akela Hoo'n Maa
My Ghazi's body lies by the river, Akbar's chest is riddled with spear wounds, How alone I am, Mother.
Dekho Zara Yeh Naize Yeh Bhale Waqif Nahi Kya Barchiyon Wale Kiska Nawasa Hoo'n Maa
Look at these spears and these lances, Are those who wield them unaware, Whose grandson I am, Mother?
Yaad Hai Mujhko Teri Kahani Ab Marsiya Meri Kahani Dard Ka Qissa Hoo'n Maa
I remember your story, Now my elegy is my own story, I am a tale of pain, Mother.
Khoon Rulaegi Teri Adayen Khanjar Ke Neeche Doonga Duaen Aap Ka Beta Hoo'n Maa
Your ways will make them weep blood, Beneath the dagger, I will offer prayers, I am your son, Mother.
Sadmo'n Pe Sadme'n Khaye Hai'n Maine Laasho'n Pe Laashe Uthaye Hai'n Maine Zakhmo'n Se Toota Hoo'n Maa
I have endured shock after shock, I have lifted corpse after corpse, I am broken by wounds, Mother.
Khushk Hai Gardan Kund Hai Khanjar Dekhogi Kaise Qatl Ka Manzar Sajde Me Jata Hoo'n Maa
My throat is parched, the dagger is blunt, How will you watch the scene of my slaughter? I am going into prostration (Sajdah), Mother.
Tumhi Kaho Kaise Sajda Karu'n Mai Poora Wo Bachpan Ka Wada Karu'n Mai Teeron Pe Tehra Hoo'n Maa
You tell me, how should I perform my prostration? How should I fulfill that childhood promise? I am standing upon arrows, Mother.
Charcha Mere Gham Ka You'n Hee'n Badhega Nayyar Likhega Aamir Padhega Mai Aisa Nouha Hoo'n Maa
The mention of my grief will grow just like this, Nayyar will write it, Aamir will recite it, I am such a Noha, Mother.
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