Zainab Bint-e-Ali

Ay Munkaro Nakir Sunlo Meri Sada Tum Ko Nahi Pataa Zainab Ka Hun Fakir Yeh Kabr Nahi Hain Uskaa Hai Aza Khana Jo Bint-E-Murtaza Hai Shabbir Ki Hamshir

O Munkar and Nakir, listen to my voice; you do not know that I am a devotee of Zainab. This is not a grave, but a place of mourning (aza khana); it belongs to the daughter of Murtaza (Ali), the sister of Shabbir (Hussain).

Ay Nakirayn Sawaalo Ki Na Bharwar Karo, Farshe Majlis Hai Yahan Awo Adab Se Betho Sheh Ki Majlis Ho Bapa Hukm Dete Hai Yahi

O Nakirayn, do not burden me with questions, This is a carpet of mourning (majlis); come and sit with reverence, The Master (Hussain) commands that a majlis be held here.

Tum Bhi Aate The Dar-E-Binte Ali Pe Aksar Sajda-E-Shukr Kiya Maine Bhi Us Chowkhat Par Jab Bhi Sajde Me Jabeen Mein Bhi Kehta Tha Yahi

You too used to come often to the door of the daughter of Ali, I too have performed a prostration of gratitude at that threshold, Whenever my forehead touched the ground in prostration, I would say this.

Kon Hai Maula Mera Tum Ko Batata Hu Abhi Aawo Betho Tumhe Talkeen Sunata Hu Abhi Kya Tumhe Yaad Nahi Hai Madadghar Meri

I will tell you right now who my Master is, Come, sit, I will recite the teachings (talkeen) to you now, Do you not remember my helper?

Daagh-E-Matam Jo Hai Tehrir Mere Sine Par Saath Aaya Hai Mere Mera Hawala Bankar Haan Kafan Par Bhi Mere Ye Ibarat Hai Likhi

The mark of mourning that is inscribed upon my chest, It has come with me as my reference, Yes, on my shroud too, this inscription is written.

Tum Ko Batalatu Hu Me Ashk Aza Ki Qimat Ek Aansoo Ki Barabar Nahi Baagh-E-Jannat Rone Waalo Ke Liye Parti Hai Nade Ali

I will tell you the value of the tears of mourning, The gardens of Paradise are not equal to even one tear, For those who weep, the Nade Ali (prayer of Ali) is recited.

Sunke Ye Baat Nakirayn Ne Khaalik Se Kahaa Ai Khuda Banda-E-Zainab Hai Ye Banda Tera Kya Sawaal Isse Kare Iske Lab Par Hai Abhi

Hearing this, Nakirayn said to the Creator, O God, this servant is a servant of Zainab, What questions should we ask him? He already has this on his lips.

Hum Sawaalat Ke Khatir To Nahi Aate Hai Khayriyat Puch Ke Momin Ki Chale Jate Hai Khuch Nahi Keh Te Use Jiske Zamin Ho Bani

We do not come for the sake of questioning, We just ask after the well-being of the believer and depart, We say nothing to the one whose foundation is her (Zainab).

Phir Nakirayn Ne Aapas Me Ye Tey Ker Ke Kaha Chor Do Sare Sawaalaat Sunawo Noha Per Musalsal Ye Sadaa Kabr Se Aati Rahi

Then Nakirayn decided amongst themselves and said, Leave all the questions, recite the Noha (lament), But this voice kept coming continuously from the grave.

Ay Nakirayn Wo Abbas-E-Ali Ki Khwahar Majma-E-Ahle Sitam Mei Ye Pukari Ro Ker Me Wohi Bibi Hun Jisko Kehte Hai Nabi

O Nakirayn, that sister of Abbas-e-Ali, In the assembly of the oppressors, she cried out, I am that Lady whom the Prophet calls his own.

Baad Darvaish Ne Rehan Ye Saabit Ker Di Kabr Me Unse Sawaalat Nakirayn Kabhi Aake Karde Gi Nahi Jise Bhi Ho Razi

Afterwards, Darvaish Rehan proved this, That Nakirayn will never ask questions in the grave, Of anyone with whom she (Zainab) is pleased.