INSIDE SHALIMAAR GARDEN
KASHMIR
(PHOTO Autar Mota )
At daytime, I was in
the garden. A strange feeling took me
over. Truly, those rendered homeless ,
neither belong to the desert nor to the garden . But then wherever they stay , these spots may also turn to Royal palaces .No surprise about that .
And as and when I returned defeated from this path of love , You alone
opened your welcome arms . So here am I once again.
And Majrooh Sultanpuri
also conveys similar sentiments in one
of his Gazals. I add some lines …..
Teray Khaanmaan Kharaabon ka chaman na koyee sehra
Ye jahaan bhi Baith Jaayein Waheen in ki Baargaahein..
Kabhi Jaadaa e talab se Jo Phiraa huun dil shikastaa,
Teri Aarzoo ne hans kar Vaheen Daal dhi hain baahein..
I add lines from another Gazal of Majrooh that has some similar sentiments ..
Qadam ko Faiz e Junoon se woh Aabalaa hai naseeb,
Ke Khaar e raah ko bhi shamm e Raahguzaar karay .
Bahut hi Talkh navaa huun magar Azeez wattan,
me kyaa karoon jo teraa dard Beqaraar karay..
me kyaa karoon jo teraa dard Beqaraar karay..
(Autar Mota )
Based on a work at http:\\autarmota.blogspot.com\.
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