Pardesi Musafir Ki
Irfan Haider
This poem remembers the great sadness of Karbala and the many loved ones Imam Hussain lost. It tells of the thirst and the tears that still fall for his family today.
Pardesi Musafir Ki Halminasir Yansuruna
Of the traveler in a foreign land, 'Is there any helper to help us?'
(Pardesi Musafir Ki Purdard Kahani Hai)
It is the painful story of a traveler in a foreign land.
(Kuch Sehme Huye Bache) Behta Huwa Pani Hai
Some frightened children, And the flowing water.
Ay Karbobala Tere, Daman Mein Chupa Kya Kya, (Bachpan Ali Asger Ka) Akbar Ki Jawaani Hai
O Karbala, what all is hidden in your lap? The childhood of Ali Asghar, And the youth of Akbar.
Taabut, Alam, Jula, Pani Ki Sabile Bhi, (Jis Simt Nazar Jaaye) Pyaaso Ki Nishani Hai
The coffins, the standards, the cradles, And the water stations too, Wherever one looks, There is a sign of the thirsty ones.
Mansoob Alam Se Jo, Ek Mashke Sakina Hai, (Amu Se Bhatiji Ki) Ulfat Ki Nishaani Hai
That which is associated with the standard, Is the water-skin of Sakina, It is a sign of the love, Between the niece and her uncle.
Ansoo Na Ruke Logo, Shabbir Ki Majlis Mein, (Us Ujre Huye Gar Ki) Yu Yaad Manaani Hai
Do not stop your tears, people, In the gathering of Shabbir, This is how we must commemorate, That ruined household.
Shabbir Ye Kehte The, Mein Kaise Ijazat Du, (Ay Qasim Tu Mere) Bhayi Ki Nishaani Hai
Shabbir used to say, 'How can I give you permission? O Qasim, you are the sign, Of my brother.'
Ye Laashaye Akbar Par, Layla Ne Kahan Ro Kar, (Kyu Khoon Me Tar Teri) Poshak Shahani Hai
Over the body of Akbar, Layla wept and asked, 'Why is your royal attire, Soaked in blood?'
De Te The Sadaa Sarwar, Abbas Chale Aawo, (Mayat Ali Akbar Ki) Ab Mujko Uthani Hai
The Master (Sarwar) would call out, 'Abbas, come here, I must now lift, The body of Ali Akbar.'
Rota Hai Falak Ab Tak, Shabbir Tere Gham Mein, (Dunya Ye Samaj Ti Hai) Barsaat Ka Paani Hai
The sky still weeps, In grief for you, Shabbir, (Though) the world thinks, It is rainwater.
Sheh Bole Bahan Zainab, Zindaa Se Riha Ho Kar, (Rudaade Sitam Jaakar) Amma Ka Sunani Hai
The King said, 'Sister Zainab, Once released from the prison, You must go and tell, The story of the oppression to Mother.'
Ey Mere Khuda Tujse, Har Waqt Duwa Ye Hai, (Maula Ki Safay Matam) Har Gar Mein Bichani Hai
O my God, to You, This is my prayer at all times, That the mourning mat of the Master, Must be spread in every home.
(Kuch Sehme Huye Bache) Behta Huwa Pani Hai
Some frightened children, And the flowing water.
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