kia khoobsorat ghazal hay can anybody translate it??? please
you mean translate it in roman urdu?
no translate it in english, if can't than just try or translate some of it..
okay.
it says translation can never transmit the original feelings of the ghazal.. try to better Urdu in order to understand and feel urdu poetry..
ok lets give it a try....
NawabHaider Ali Aatish is one of my favorite poets....
actually i regard him the best afer Iqbal and Ghalib....
and the style of this ghazal seems like his, so i can try....
but do excuse me if i make some errors....
it was the night of meeting, a scene of moonlight
my beloved was in my arms, it was a blessing of God
the night was more blessed than "shab-e-qadar"
till the daybreak, it was a (cant translate) ofthe moon and mercury
it was a night which had the light of a day
a light was present that spread between the erath and the sky
the God had brought two moons before each other
it was a night whose morning was a vision of paradise
it had the sweetness of the night of the wedding
the soul was happy and the heart was full of joy
the eyes were witnessing the beauty of a fairy
the place of the meeting was an enchanted house
the eyes were now seeing the sight
the veil that was held between, was now uncovered
the love (worldly love) was showing its reality
the hidden (supposed secrets) were now open
what is being described as a dream
it is a story of the tie when AATISH (the poet) was young
ok now the second one....
its not by AATISH....
and sorry all the meaning has gone away....
in the night when my beloved was not in my arms
me to my heart, and my heart to me was a stranger
when was i not the dust of the city of my beloved
but what a pity, never was i given any good treatment
yesterday your patient (lover) was not at rest on his bed
and today the bed is only there but there is no patient
due to the extent of the beauty, there is no place on her face
at night when i saw in her my dreams, there was not a single mole
may my life go for your cause, what was the reason in the night
u wud nt be sighing without a reason, tere must be some secret
she put my heart on the tip of a javelin and said with a laugh
i had not yet seen MANSOOR on the steps of the gallow
(mansoor was a sufi saint who was hanged by the King becuase
he said that HE IS ALLH (or HAQ as he used it) and is very highly
regarded as a symbol of love by the sufi poets)
dont ask me the unrest of the night, but it was good
that there was no weapon placed near me
if she had to go then why did not death come to me
i did not need to live with such a bad reputation
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Originally posted by Degas:
it says translation can never transmit the original feelings of the ghazal.. try to better Urdu in order to understand and feel urdu poetry..
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I know urdu well but i want to tell this to somebody who doesnt speak and urdu and thinks that i am a good poet. hheheehe
Thankyouuuuuuuuu very much Armguhl
atish is one of my favorite poets too especially his this poem i love it so much.
thanks for translating them u did a great job i couldnt have translated them like that.
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