‘Faiz’ is the name of not just a poet.
‘Faiz’ is a name of the aural experience that is at once full of sensuous beauty and excruciating reality. It is the name of the artifice that turns words into images. It is the name of the subtle sorcery that stirs extraordinary ardour in ordinary hearts. It is the name of the beacon of hope that inspires weary travellers to plod on.
‘Faiz’ is the name of voice of humanity’s yearning for freedom. It is the name of the voice raised by people so that they may fully determine their own destiny and truly realise their potential. It is the name of the voice that pierces the darkness of oppression and illuminates minds. It is the name of the voice that provokes the weak into rebellion... the voice that startles people from their slumber.
‘Faiz’ is the name of not just a poet.
- by Ghazala Jamil for Our Diary 2011
चश्म-ए-नम, जान-ए-शोरीदा काफी नहींतोहमत-ए-इश्क-ए-पोशीदा काफी नहींआज बाज़ार मैं पा-बजोलां चलोदस्त अफशां चलो, मस्त-ओ-रक्शां चलोख़ाक बर सर चलो, खूं बदामाँ चलोराह तकता है सब शेहरे-जानां चलोहाकिम-ए-शहर भी, मजमा-ए-आम भीतीर-ए-इलज़ाम भी, संग-ए-दुश्नम भीसुभ-ए-नाशाद भी, रोज़-ए-नाकाम भीउनका दम-साज़ अपने सिवा कौन हैशेहरे-जानां में अब बा-सिफ़ा कौन हैदस्त-ए-क़ातिल के शायाँ रहा कौन हैरख्त-ए-दिल बांध लो, दिल फिगारो चलोफिर हमीं क़त्ल हो आएँ यारो चलो
फैज़ अहमद फैज़
Teary eyes and stormy life are not enoughEven the accusation of a secret love is not enoughCome, walk today in public wearing your shacklesHands thus adorned, walk in trance- danceWalk with dust over head and blood on attireCome, walk to the beloved city, everyone is waiting-the town ruler and the common spectators;the arrow and the stone of accusation tooalong with the sorrowful morning and the day of failure.Who will be their ally, if not us?In the beloved city who remains unsullied?No one worthy of the hand of executioner remains.Behold your heartbeats, come even the broken heartedFriends, come lets us go and be slaintranslated by Ghazala Jamil
कृति टीम प्रस्तुति
2011
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