Mujhe Bhi Watan Le Chalo
Mir Hasan Mir
As the Ahlul Bayt leave the prison of Shaam, they must leave behind the grave of young Sakina. Her voice echoes from the earth, begging to be taken back home to Madina.
Jab Reha Shaam Ke Zindan Se Huwe Ahle Haram Kya Khushi Hoti Dubala Hua Sadaat Ka Gham Jisko Armaan e Rehaai Tha Hui Wo Be-Dam Ek Nanhi Si Lehad Par Tha Musalsal Matam Sunke Faryad o Fughan Saans Ruki Jaati Thi Qabr Se Bali Sakina Ki Sada Aati Thi
When the family of the Prophet (Ahl-e-Haram) was released from the prison of Sham, what joy could there be? The grief of the Prophet's progeny only doubled. She, who longed for freedom, had breathed her last. There was continuous mourning over a tiny grave. Hearing the cries and lamentations, one's breath would stop; from the grave came the voice of little Sakina.
Watan Jaane Walon Mai Kaise Rahungi Yahan Par Yahan Hai Bhala Kaun Mera
O you who are returning to our homeland, how will I remain here? Who is there for me here?
Mujhe Bhi Watan Le Chalo
Take me to our homeland too.
Reha Hoke Ghar Jaane Walon Mujhe Bhi Kahin Par Bitha Lo Shaheedo Ke Sar Hai Jahan Par Mujhe Bhi Wahin Par Sulaado Mai Baba Ke Sar Se Lipat Kar Safar Kaat Lungi Ye Saara
O you who are going home after being released, find a place for me to sit. Where the heads of the martyrs are, lay me to sleep there too. Embracing my father's head, I will complete this entire journey.
Na Yun Chod Kar Jao Amma Mujhe Shamiyon Ke Sahare Yateemi Ki Maari Hui Ko Sataya Bahot Zaalimon Ne Bahot Khauf Aata Hai Mujhko Tumhe Waasta Sayyeda Ka
Do not leave me like this, mother, at the mercy of the people of Sham. The tyrants have tormented me, an orphan, so much. I am very afraid; I swear to you by the name of Sayyeda (Fatima).
Suna Hai Ke Wapas Milay Hai Tumhe Shimr Se Mere Gowhar Bhala Kya Karoge Tum Unka Agar Reh Gayi Mai Yahan Par Inhi Bhi Amaanat Samajh Kar Ya Dafna Do Zindan Mein Ya
I have heard that you have received my jewelry back from Shimr. What will you do with them if I am left behind here? Consider these a trust as well; either bury them here in the prison or...
Jo Pahunche Madina To Amma Phir Waqt e 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 a time of calamity not come again. May the need to tell the stories of Ali Akbar's spear-wounds not arise. Just by seeing my corpse, Sugra will understand everything.
Yehi Soch Kar Zer e Turbat Tadapta Hai Dukhiya Ka Laasha Mujhe Shimr Ke Shehr Mein Ab Hamesha Hi Rehna Padega Dhadakta Nahi Phir Bhi Amma Ye Dil Kaamp Jaata Hai Mera
Thinking this, the body of the sorrowful one writhes beneath the grave. I will have to remain in the city of Shimr forever now. Even though it does not beat, mother, my heart still trembles.
Sar e Shaahe Deen Kuch To Bolo Sifarish Karo Kuch Hamari Qaza Aa Gayi Hai To Phir Kya Mai Beti Hoo Baba Tumhari Na Inkaar Kar Payengi Wo Phupi Se Zara Kehdo Baba
O Head of the King of Religion, say something. Make some intercession for me. If death has come, then what? I am your daughter, father. She (Zainab) will not be able to refuse; father, just tell my aunt.
Ye Haalat Thi Har Ek Qadam Par Madine Ke Raste Mein Akbar Giri Thi Jahan Par Sakina Tamache Lage Thay Jahan Par Wahan Khaak Se Qaidiyon Ko Sadayein Ye Aati Thi Har Jaa
This was the state at every step on the road to Medina, Akbar. Wherever Sakina had fallen, wherever slaps were struck, from the dust there, these voices would come to the captives everywhere.
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