Mei Nok-e-Sina
Nadeem Sarwar
Imam Hussain speaks to his grandfather from the spear, declaring that he has fulfilled his promise to save the faith.
Mei Nok-E-Sina Jab Khatima Ba Qaid Huwa Foje Shah Ka Kausar Pe Qaafila Gaya Pyaasi Sipaah Ka Ghar Luta Gaya Janaab-E-Risaalat Panaah Ka Khaak Urh Rahi Thi Haal Ka Ye Baargaah Ka Haaye Maqtal Mein Aayi Fatima Zehra Barehna Sar Chillayi Zere Tegh Hai Baba Mera Jigar Areh Unnis Saw Hein Zakhm Tan-E-Chak Chak Par Areh Zainab Nikal Hussain Tarapta Hai Khaak Par Haayi Pohonchi Behan Jo Bhai Ke Maqtal Mein Nawhaghar Dekha Sar-E-Hussain He Neze Ki Nok Par Are Sadqe Gayi Luta Gaye Ghar Wadagah Mein Haaye Junbish Labon Ko He Abhi Zikre Ilaah Mein
On the Spearhead When the army of the King (Hussain) reached its end in captivity, The caravan of the thirsty soldiers departed for the Fountain of Kausar. The household of the Prophet, the refuge of humanity, was looted. Dust was rising from the state of this sacred court. Alas, Fatima Zahra arrived in the slaughterhouse with her head unveiled, Crying out, 'O Father, my heart (Hussain) is beneath the blade.' 'There are nineteen hundred wounds on his torn body.' 'O Zainab, come out, Hussain is writhing in the dust.' Alas, when the sister reached the slaughterhouse of her brother, wailing, She saw the head of Hussain upon the point of a spear. 'I am sacrificed for you, you sacrificed your home in the battlefield,' 'Alas, his lips are still moving in the remembrance of God.'
Mera Waada Huwa Pura Mein Noke Sina Par Hun, Mera Waada Huwa Pura Nana, Mera Waada Huwa Pura
My promise has been fulfilled. I am upon the spearhead, my promise has been fulfilled, O Grandfather, my promise has been fulfilled.
Nana Dekho Nawaasa Kahaan Aagaya Meine Karbobala Ko Mu'allah Kiya Khoon Mera Aaj Khaak-E-Shifa Ban Gaya Meine Bachpan Ka Waada Wafa Kardiya
O Grandfather, look where your grandson has arrived. I have made Karbala exalted. My blood has today become the healing earth (Khak-e-Shifa). I have fulfilled the promise of my childhood.
Mera Ghar Mere Bachhe Meri Zindagi Aap Ke Deen Pe Sab Meine Qurbaan Ki Mere Maathe Pe Woh Tha Do Ab Aakhri Bar Sare Noke Neza Sawaari Chali
My home, my children, my life, I sacrificed everything for your religion. That final prostration was upon my forehead, And now the journey continues upon the spearhead.
Deeno Qura(n) Bache Tera Kaaba Bacha Ta Qayamat Rahegi Azaan Ki Sada Madressa Bangayi Aaj Se Karbala Haaye Nana Magar Mera Ghar Na Raha
The religion and the Quran are saved, your Kaaba is saved. Until the Day of Judgment, the call of the Azaan will remain. From today, Karbala has become a school (of faith). Alas, O Grandfather, but my home remains no more.
Chakkiyan Peesne Waali Maa Ki Qasam Meri Aaghosh Mein Tora Akbar Ne Dam Kaise Laashe Jawaan Laaya Suwe Haram Apne Wade Pe Kehta Raha Gham Pe Gham
I swear by the mother who ground the millstones (Fatima), Akbar breathed his last in my embrace. How I brought the body of the youth towards the tents, And upon my promise, I kept enduring grief upon grief.
Kitne Laashe Uthaaye Hein Ik Roz Mein Kitne Aansun Bahaaye Hein Ik Roz Mein Sekro(n) Teer Khaaye Hein Ik Roz Mein Saare Wade Nibhaaye Hein Ik Roz Mein
How many bodies I have lifted in a single day, How many tears I have shed in a single day. Hundreds of arrows I have endured in a single day, I have fulfilled all my promises in a single day.
Bhai Bat-Tees Barson Se Jo Saath Tha Meine Waada Nibhaane Mein Woh Khodiya Khaagayi Uske Shaano(n) Ko Ye Alqama Woh Gaya Aur Darde Kamar Degaya
The brother who was with me for thirty-two years, I lost him in the process of fulfilling my promise. The Alqama (river) consumed his shoulders, He departed and left me with a broken back.
Mere Nana Ye Dulha Ye Kamsin Jawaan Aise Ronda Gaya Dasht Mein Al Amaan Apne Bete Ko Pehchan Paayi Na Maan Uski Dulhan Ne Khud Tordi Churiyaan
O my Grandfather, this bridegroom, this young youth, Was trampled in the desert in such a way—Al Amaan (God save us). His mother could not even recognize her own son, His bride broke her own bangles.
Haan Woh Asghar Jo Sughra Ki Thi Zindagi Jis Ki Khaatir Woh Bimaar Bachhi Meri Chhote Chhote Se Kurte Jo Seeti Rahi Uska Khun Apne Chehre Pe Malke Abhi
Yes, that Asghar who was the life of Sughra, For whose sake that sick daughter of mine, Kept stitching those tiny little shirts, I have just smeared his blood upon my face.
Mere Nana Sakina Ka Gham Dekhiye Umr Itni Si Itne Sitam Dekhiye Jalti Reti Pe Uske Qadam Dekhiye Kitne Majboor Hein Aaj Hum Dekhiye
O my Grandfather, behold the grief of Sakina, Such a tender age, and behold such atrocities. Look at her footsteps on the burning sand, Behold how helpless we are today.
Shaam 'Rehan-O-Sarwar' Jo Dhalne Lagi Sar Se Shabbir Ke Ye Saada Aati Thi Ay Behen Ab Yahaan Se Qayaadat Teri Mere Wade Ki Khaatir Zuroori Huwi
When the evening began to fall, 'Rehan and Sarwar', This voice was coming from the head of Shabbir (Hussain): 'O sister, from here on, your leadership begins,' 'It has become necessary for the sake of my promise.'
Mei Noke Sina Par Hun
I am upon the spearhead.
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