Qayd Khaane Mei

Dukhtare Fatima Ghairat Se Mui Jaati He Aasman Door Zameen Sakht Kidhar Jaaoun Mein Yahi Behtar He Ke Dunya Se Guzar Jaaoun Mein Bibiyon Milke Duaa Maango Ke Marjaaun Mein Maut Aati Hi Nahin Jaan Khichi Jaati He

The daughter of Fatima is dying of shame and grief. The sky is far, the earth is hard; where should I go? It is better that I depart from this world. O ladies, pray together that I may die. Death does not come, yet my soul is being pulled away.

Amaad-E-Hind Ka Ghul Itrat-E-Shabbir Mein He Shor-E-Matam Haram-E-Saahib-E-Tathir Mein Hein Kehti He Jaaoun Kahan Paaon To Zanjeer Mein He Paaon Uthta He To Zanjir Lipat Jaati He

The clamor of Hind is among the progeny of Shabbir. The sound of mourning is in the harem of the Master of Purity. She says, 'Where should I go? My feet are in chains.' When I lift my foot, the chain wraps around it.

Aa Idhar Bibi Sakina Se Ye Zainab Ka Bayaan Hind Darbar Se Jab Aayegi Su-E-Zindaan Sabr Tum Ko He Dikhana Na Uthe Shoro Fughaan Haaye Ye Din Bhi Aseeri Tumhe Dikhlaati He

Come here, Bibi Sakina, this is Zainab's instruction: When Hind comes from the court towards the prison, You must show patience, do not raise cries and lamentations. Alas, this day of captivity shows you this too.

Dare Zindaan Pe Huwa Itne Mein Ambohe Kamaal Jaane Haatim Ka He Zindaa(n) Mein Nuzoolo Ijlaal Qaidiyon Uth Ke Dua Deke Karo Istikbaal Zawja-E-Haakime Doraan He Jo Ye Aati He

At the prison door, there was a great commotion. The wife of the ruler of the time has arrived in the prison. O prisoners, rise and give her a blessing and welcome. The wife of the ruler of the time is the one who is coming.

Hind Ne Dekhke Raandon Ki Taraf Di Ye Sada Kiska Yusuf He Ye Zindaan Mein Giraftaare Bala Bibiyaan Kiski Hai Rakhti Jo Nahin Sar Pe Rida Un Ke Chehron Se To Kuchh Aur Jhalak Aati He

Hind, seeing the captives, called out: 'Whose Joseph is this, trapped in calamity in this prison? Whose ladies are these, who have no veils on their heads? From their faces, something else shines forth.'

Dekhti Kya He Ke Ik Sher He Aahan Mein Niha Laagharo Khastatanon Faaqakasho Tashnadahaan Naa To Chalne Ki Taqat He Na Koi Rishtae Jaan Ghustakhaanon Se Larazne Ki Sada Aati He

What does she see? A lion hidden in iron. Emaciated, exhausted, starving, and thirsty. Neither the strength to walk, nor any sign of life. The sound of trembling from the insolent ones comes.

Aayi Nazdeek Jo Sajjad Ke Hind-E-Dilgeer Boli Woh Konsi Isyan Ki Mili Ye Tazeer Bole Dasween Ki Muharram Ki Joh Pehni Zanjeer Aaj Taqdeer Bhi Qaidi Humein Kehlati He

When the sorrowful Hind came near Sajjad, She asked, 'What sin was this punishment for?' He said, 'The chains we wore on the 10th of Muharram. Today, even destiny calls us prisoners.'

Hind Ne Puchha Maraz Kya He Kaha Bepadari Ghar Jo Daryaft Kiya Kehne Lage Darbadari Boli Leta He Khabar Kon Kaha Bekhabari Jo Khabargeer The Unko To Lahed Bhaati He

Hind asked, 'What is the illness?' He said, 'Fatherlessness.' When she asked about home, he said, 'Wandering.' She asked, 'Who inquires after you?' He said, 'Neglect.' Those who were our guardians, now the grave suits them.

Baba Sahib Ke Gale Par Jo Na Khanjar Phirta Inke Sar Khulte Na Mein Kaanton Pe Dar Dar Phirta Aur Madine Ki Taraf Sab Ko Mein Le Kar Phirta Yaad Hazrat Mei Watan Ki Humein Tarpaati He

If the dagger had not passed over my father's throat, These heads would not be unveiled, nor would I wander on thorns. And I would have taken everyone back to Medina. The memory of the homeland in the presence of the Prophet torments us.

Hind Ne Naam Madine Ka Jo Abid Se Suna Khaak Par Beth Gayi Haal Ye Taaqeer Huwa Boli Kya Zainab-O-Kulsum Se Nisbat He Bhala Aise Chehron Se To Khushbu-E-Wafaa Aati He

When Hind heard the name of Medina from Abid, She sat on the dust, her state changed. She asked, 'Is there any relation to Zainab and Kulthum?' From such faces, the fragrance of loyalty comes.

Boli Zainab Ke Na Le Zainab-O-Kulthum Ke Naam Woh Nabi Zaadiyan He Qaid Mein Unka Kya Kaam Hind Boli Inhi Baton Mein Hein Sab Un Ka Kalaam Kyun Meri Ruh Tumhe Dekh Ke Ghabraati He

Zainab said, 'Do not take the names of Zainab and Kulthum. They are the Prophet's daughters, what business do they have in prison?' Hind said, 'In these very words is their speech. Why does my soul tremble seeing you?'

Jo Bhi Surat He Woh Maasum Nazar Aati He Qudrate Khaaliq-E-Qayyum Nazar Aati He Koi Zainab Koi Kulsum Nazar Aati He Un Se Taqdeer Ye Kis Haal Mein Milwaati He

Whatever face it is, it appears innocent. The power of the Eternal Creator is visible. Some look like Zainab, some like Kulthum. In what state does destiny make me meet them?

Gird Aabid Ke Phiri Phir Woh Ba Haal-E-Tagheer Bole Woh Kon Ye Chillai Kaneez-E-Shabbir Assalaam Ay Rasan-O-Tauq-O-Salaasil Ke Aseer Noha Karti Huwi Qadmon Mein Giri Jaati He

She circled around Abid, her state changed. He asked, 'Who is this crying, the maidservant of Shabbir?' 'Peace be upon the prisoner of ropes, collars, and chains.' Lamenting, she falls at his feet.

Bas Dabeer Ab Gham-E-Shabbir Se Larzaa He Jigar Hind Bhi Mehw-E-Aza Aaj Huwi Nang-E-Sar Qaidkhaane Mein Huwa Sina Zani Se Mehshar Yehi Majlis He Jo Khud Marsiya Kehlaati He

Enough Dabeer, now the heart trembles from the grief of Shabbir. Even Hind is immersed in mourning today, with unveiled head. In the prison, a resurrection occurred from the breast-beating. This is the gathering that itself is called a Marsiya.