~~||Writing in the Sand||~~ - Page 8

So all in all ......... our thought processes are similar and moving in the same direction.........😉 😆

i guess so skep..... his dad is so hard ... he is eager to get rid of the gurl who has supposedly brought a bad name to the family 🤢

btw skepti .... do lemme knw what iu think of tina sani and zia mohyeddin ... take ur time with these though ... no hurry 😊

Just heard it sweetie....................

No idea about the bugles 😆 like i said i dont much like the music .... the poem it self is another revoltionary one... here is a translation i found on the net .... i dont knw if its an authentic one but u will understand what the poem is all about ....
English translation:

Speak up, while your lips (thoughts) are (still) free
speak up, (while) your tongue is still yours
Speak, for your strong body is your own
speak, (while) your soul is still yours
Look at blacksmiths shop
hot flames makes the iron red hot
opening the (jaws of) locks
every chain opens up and begins to break
speak for this brief time is long enough
before yours body and words die
speak, for the truth still prevails
speak up, say what you must.

main wo kis tarah se karoon bayaan
jo kiye gae hain sitam yahaan
sune kon meri ye daastan
koi hamnasheen he na raazdaan
jo tha jhoot wo bana sach yahaan
nahi kholi mene magar zubaan
ye akela pan, ye udaasiyaan
meri zindagi ki hain tarjumaan

Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan
Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan

kabhi sooni subh main ghoomna
kabhi ujri shaamon ko dekhna
kabhi bheegi aankhon se jaagna
kabhi beete lamhon ko sochna
magar aik pal he ummeed ka
he mujhe Khuda ka jo aasra
na hi mene koi gila kiya
na hi mene di hain duhaaiyaan

Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan
Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan


main bataoun kya, mujhe kya mile?
mujhe sabr hi ka sila mile
kisi yaad ki rida mile
kisi dard hi ka sira mile
kisi gham ki dil me jagah mile
jo mera he wo mujhe aa mile
rahe shaad yoon hi mera jahaan
ke yaqeen me badle mera gumaan

Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan
Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan

My translation of the above.................

Oh Lord,

Who but you would understand my plight?

How my heart shrank before such might

You have been a witness that ghastly night

What happened to me when reason took flight….

How should I begin to say

About the wrong that came my way

How should I even express

The real cause of my distress

How should I then confide?

When there is no one by my side

For me there's no one here

No one close and no one dear

Truth was easily deemed a lie

I was silent, with no words nor cry

The loneliness and the grief

Became my life's pattern in brief……

I am an insignificant particle of no hue

No mark, no substance and no value.

I'd walk the empty paths of daybreak

And the wilted evenings my eyes would take

Often the tears remained till I did wake

As I reminisced for old time's sake

Yet there is hope even though momentary

As surely God would abide with me.

No complaint came forth from me

No grievance of how life was to me

No groan nor moan not even a sigh

My heart did not lament or cry.

I am an insignificant particle of no hue

No mark, no substance and no value.

What is it that I should seek?

More endurance to face the bleak

A shroud of memories to enfold me

A familiar ache to fulfil me

Enough space in my heart for pain

If only I could see you again

And my world would be full of tranquillity

A haven for serenity

No room for protest or hostility

I need no illusions, for this is reality

I am an insignificant particle of no hue

No mark, no substance and no value.

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Skep .... i wish there was a love button here somewhere instead of a mere like (i think i have expressed this emotion before 😳😆) hats of to you skepti ji ..... hats of .... 😊

thanks for the compliment skep 😳




skep here is the new thread ... i stole one of ur headings for this 😳

guys i'll be uploading a long play must be atleast 15 years old ... it only has about 9 parts on youtube .... so must be 3 hours long or maybe even less .... .

this thread will be seperate from Writing in the Sand ,,,, i want u to upload stuff as well ..... old Pakistani serials cant be the only one on youtube ... bound to be some Indian classics there as well ... i wd love to watch those 😊 tc