Elizabeth Kurian (M-174) - doston se bigadhna buri baat hai +

Elizabeth Kurian (M-174)

Seeing the shero shayri of Lal Narang and Madan Gauria, I am also inspired to post a ghazal of mine , along with a rough translation so that all can enjoy it.

elizabeth k. mona
15/07/12

                              आज का इनसान भी कितना बड़ा नादान है

अपनी बर्बादी का खुद करता सदा सामान है

Aaj ka insaan bhi kitna bada naadaan hai

Apni barbaadi ka khud karta sadaa saamaan hai

How naïve are human beings of this age

They create means for their own destruction

बेखबर है मुख़्तसर सी उम्र की मकसद से वो

उसको लम्बी उम्र पाने का मगर अरमान है

Bekhabar hai mukhtassar si umr ke maqsad se yeh

Isko lambi umr paane ka magar armaan hai

Man is unaware of the goal of his short life

But his longing is always for longevity

बज़्म में मेले लगे हैं यूँ तो रंगों नूर के

`तेरे बिन ऐ दोस्त यह महफ़िल बहुत सुनसान है

Bazm men mele lage hain yun to rang-o-noor ke

Tere bin ai dost yeh mehfil bahut sunsaan hai.

Colour and brilliance fill the congregation

But all is bleak without you, my friend

कोई हिन्दू हो  कि मुस्लिम हो कि सिख ईसाई हो

अब तो बस पैसा ही सब का दीन है, ईमान है

Koi Hindu ho ke Muslim ho ke Sikh, Isai ho

Ab to bas paisa hi sab ka deen hai, eemaan hai

Whether it be a Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christian

Now money is everyone’s religion and belief

काश सीखें हम हुनर औरों के आंसू पोंछना

दूसरों को दर्द देना तो बड़ा आसान है

Kaash seekhen hum hunar auron ke aansoo ponchnaa

Doosron ko dard dena to badaa aasaan hai

If only we could learn the skill to wipe others’ tears!

How effortless it is to inflict pain on other humans!

फूल खुशियों के खिलाये जा जिगर के खून से

फ़िक्र मत करना के कितना दिल तेरा वीरान है

Phool khushiyon ke khilaaye jaa jigar ke khoon se

Fikr mat karna ke kitna dil tera veeraan hai

Cultivate flowers of joy with the blood of your heart

Do not bother about how barren remains your heart

यह रिवायत चल पड़ी है आज के इस दौर में

उन को ही ठुकराओ  जिनका आप पर एहसान है

Yeh riwaayat chal padi hai aaj ke is daur men

Unko hi Thukraao jinka aap par ahsaan hai

The tradition in this generation has become thus

Thrust aside those who were your benefactors

शिद्दत-ए-ग़म में भी 'मोना' मुस्कुराए जा सदा

अब तो तेरी मुस्कराहट ही तेरी पहचान है

Shiddat-e-gham men bhi Mona muskuraaye jaa sada

Ab to teri muskuraahaT hi teri pehchaan hai.

Keep smiling even in midst of intense pain ‘Mona’

Now your smile itself has become your identity.

I would like to share a poem I wrote .

Happy Mothers day to all,

Elizabeth Kurian.
13/05/12

 MOTHER

Mama, Mutter, Amma, Maa…

“Mother” in any language

The first word of a baby,

The name that comes naturally

To the lips in times of sorrow,

Next to the name of God.

A mother shelters the unborn,

Gives birth in severe agony,

Nurtures the bundle of joy,

Pampers the naughty child,

Is patient with the adolescent.

She cares for the offspring

During his eternal childhood;

In her eyes, he is always a child

To be loved and protected

From the severities of life.

ज़िंदगी के अलग  पहलुओं पर एक ग़ज़ल पेशे-खिदमत है .

हर एक राज़ अपना छुपाती है ज़िंदगी

परदा नशीन बन के लुभाती है ज़िंदगी

गुमराहियों की मोड पे लाती है बारहा

ठोकर लगा के राह दिखाती है ज़िंदगी

परछाईयों कि भीड़ में हम कब के खो चुके

चेहरे पे लाख चेहरे लगाती है ज़िंदगी

आती है धूम धाम से धरती कि गोद में

दामन बिना कहे ही छुपाती है ज़िंदगी

पल में हंसा दे पल में रुला दे ये शौख से

शामो-सहर यूँ सब को नचाती है ज़िंदगी

क्या होगा आगे आगे, है ‘मोना’ किसे खबर

किस्तों में ही कहानी सुनाती है ज़िंदगी

‘मोना’

doston se bigadhna buri baat hai,

besabab hi jhagadhna buri baat hai,

jo bichhad jaaye, to milna hai mushkil bahut,

doston se bichhadna buri baat hai.

  

bikharte hain pal bhar wo dil ke rishte

lagi umr jin ko banaane ki khaatir

hamen chaar tinke na mil paaye 'mona'

bhari baagh mein aashiyaane ki khaatir

With warm regards,

mona

Elizabeth Kurian
02/05/12