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Mujhe Bhi Watan Le Chalo

Mujhe Bhi Watan Le Chalo

Mir Hasan Mir · 2011

As the family of the Prophet leaves the prison of Shaam, they must leave behind the grave of young Sakina. Her voice calls out from the earth, begging to be taken home to Madina.

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Jab Riha Shaam Ke Zindan Se Hue Ahle Haram Kya Khushi Hoti Dubala Hua Sadaat Ka Gham Jisko Armane Rihaai Tha Hui Wo Bedam Ek Nanhi Si Lehad Par Tha Musalsal Matam Sunke Faryad-O-Fughan Saans Ruki Jaati Thi Qabr Se Bali Sakina Ki Sada Aati Thi Watan Jaane Walon Mujhe Bhi Watan Le Chalo

When the Prophet's family was released from the prison of Damascus, what joy could there be? The grief of the Sadaat only doubled. She who longed for release breathed her last. There was constant mourning over a tiny grave. Hearing the cries and lamentations, one's breath would stop; from the grave came the voice of young Sakina: 'O you who are going home, take me home with you too.'

Mujhe Bhi Watan Le Chalo

Take me home with you too.

Mai Kaise Rahungi Yahan Par Yahan Hai Bhala Kaun Mera

How will I remain here? Who is even mine here?

Reha Hoke Ghar Jaane Walon, Mujhe Bhi Kahin Par Bitha Lo Shaheedo Ke Sar Hai Jahan Par, Mujhe Bhi Wahin Par Sulado Mai Baba Ke Sar Se Lipat Kar, Safar Kaat-Lungi Ye Saara

O you who are released and going home, seat me somewhere with you. Where the heads of the martyrs are, lay me to rest there too. Clinging to my father's head, I will endure this entire journey.

Na Yun Chor Kar Jao Amma, Mujhe Shamiyon Ke Sahare Yateemi Ki Maari Hui Ko, Sataya Bahot Zaalimo Ne Bahot Khauf Aata Hai Mujhko, Tumhe Waasta Sayyeda Ka

Do not leave me like this, Mother, at the mercy of the people of Shaam. The cruel ones have tormented this orphan greatly. I am very afraid; I ask you by the sake of Sayyeda (Fatima).

Suna Hai Ke Wapas Milay Hai, Tumhein Shimr Se Mere Gowhar Bhala Kya Karoge Tum Unka, Agar Rehgayi Mai Yahan Par Inhi Bhi Amaanat Samajh Kar, Ya Dafna Do Zindan May Ya

I have heard that you have received my jewels back from Shimr. What will you do with them if I am left behind here? Consider these a trust too, and either bury them in the prison or...

Jo Pahunchay Madina To Amma, Phir Raqte Musibat Na Aaye Sina Ur Akbar Ki Baatein, Sunane Ki Naubat Na Aaye Meri Laash Ko Dekh Kar Hi, Samajh Legi Har Baat Sugra

When you reach Medina, Mother, may the time of sorrow not return. May the occasion to tell stories of the spear and Akbar not arise. Just by seeing my corpse, Sugra will understand everything.

Yehi Soch Kar Zayre Turbat, Tadapta Hai Dukhiya Ka Laasha Mujhe Shimr Ke Shehr May Ab, Hamesha Hi Rehna Padega Dhadakta Nahi Phir Bhi Amma, Ye Dil Kaamp Jaata Hai Mera

Thinking this, the sorrowful body writhes beneath the grave. I will now have to live in the city of Shimr forever. Even though it does not beat, Mother, this heart of mine trembles.

Sare Shahe Deen Kuch To Bolo, Sifarish Karo Kuch Hamari Khaza Aagayi Hai To Phir Kya, Mai Beti Hoo Baba Tumhari Na Inkaar Kar Payengi Wo, Phupi Se Zara Kehdo Baba

O Head of the Religion, say something, put in a word for me. Even if autumn has come, what of it? I am your daughter, Father. She will not be able to refuse; just tell my aunt, Father.

Ye Haalat Thi Har Ek Qadam Par, Madine Ke Raste May Akbar Giri Thi Jahan Par Sakina, Tamache Lage Thay Jahan Par Wahan Khaak Se Qaidiyo Ko, Sadayein Ye Aati Thi Har Ja

This was the state at every step on the road to Medina, Akbar. Where Sakina had fallen, where slaps had been struck, from the dust there, these voices would come to the captives everywhere.

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