#classic ghazals

[pagesofjasmine]

Na tum Hume jano, na hum tumhe jane…

[whereshadowslive]

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

— Jalal al-Din Rumi

[chthonic-empyrean]

إنها تعتقد أنه من الصعب أن أحبها وأنا أحبها كما لو انني أتنفس

She believes it's hard to love her and I love her like it's breathing.

[oyeevarnika]

सोचूँ तो सारी उम्र मोहब्बत में कट गई

देखूँ तो एक शख़्स भी मेरा नहीं हुआ

- जॉन एलिया

Forrest gump x Jaun Elia

[necromancerthedark]

"Woh ajab ghadi thi main jis ghadi, liya dars nuskha-e-ishq ka, ki kitab aql ki taaq par, jyun dhari thi tyun hi dhari rahi"

~ Siraj Aurangabadi from Khabar-e-tahayyur-e-ishq

Siraj here very beautifully explains how, when one falls in love, i.e., "takes lessons of love" (dars nushka-e-ishq ka) leaves all rationality behind, the passion behind love is something which blinds them, the fire burning within them is so bright that they cannot see or know what is wrong and what is right.

He says he didn't know when it happened and didn't know what was happening. It was a weird time when it happened (woh ajab ghadi thi main jis ghadi...), he was so blinded by love that all the rationality was neutralized by the beauty of love.

the moment one falls in love, the intellect, or the reasoning (kitab aql ki) starts staying in a old dusty corner of the mind (taaq par), slowly collecting dust (jyun dhari thi tyun hi dhari rahi).

(image taken from pinterest)

~ Necromancer

[blogbyher]

I hope my heart ends up in soft hands when it decides to love again.

[varnikareads]

When Anne Carson said, “I am someone who did not die when I should have died.”

When Mirza Ghalib said, “Kahun kis se m ki kya hai shab-e-gam buri bala hai, mujhe kya bura tha marna agar ek baar hota.”

[aashufta-sar]

ishq mein ghairat e jazbat ne rone na diya warna kya baat thi kis baat ne rone na diya

aap kehte the ke rone se na badlein ge naseeb umar bhar aap ki is baat ne rone na diya

rone walon se kaho unka bhi rona ro lein jin ko majburi e halat ne rone na diya

tujh se mil kar humein rona tha bahot rona tha tangi e waqt e mulaqat ne rone na diya

ek do roz ka sadma ho tou ro lein 'faakir' hum ko har roz ke sadmat ne rone na diya

Sudarshan Faakir / سدرشن فاکر

[feelinhnostalgia]

मुद्दतों बाद इक शख़्स से मिलने के लिए

आइना देखा गया, बाल सँवारे गए

— Jaun Elia

[chashmenaaz]

نہ ملتا غم تو بربادی کے افسانے کہاں جاتے

اگر دنیا چمن ہوتی تو ویرانے کہاں جاتے

If there was no grief, where would the tales of destruction go? If the world were a garden, where would desolation find its abode?

Shakeel Badayuni

na milta gham to barbaadi ke afsane kahan jate agar duniya chaman hoti to virane kahan jate

[ishratmumtaz]

Kab ayega woh din

Jab tum aaoge aur kabhi wapis nahi jaoge.

[carminavulcana]

Aaj Jaane Ki Zid Na Karo

In honor of the final installment of @doodlesofthelastpage 's story Pehli Si Mohabbat

This is such a beautiful story and I am so humbled that she asked me to sing the ghazal she has named the final chapter for.

The original is by the legendary artiste Farida Khanum Ji. And my attempt is a very, very insignificant one. I haven't sung Indian music in years so there are a lot of mistakes and the quality is nowhere close to what it should be. However, please believe me when I say that this piece reflects my love and respect for @doodlesofthelastpage 's writing and her storytelling prowess.

[from-different-universe]

When Kabir ji said-

"Laali mere laal ki, jin dekho teet laal

Laali dekhne mai gayi, mai bhi ho gayi laal"

I mean straight from the heaven!!!

[chthonic-empyrean]

لا يمكنك مقارنة الأحزان ببعضها لكل شخص ألمه الخاص لكل شخص طريقته في التعامل مع ما يشعر به.

You cannot compare sorrows. Every individual has their own pain, Everyone has their own way of dealing with what they feel.

[oyeevarnika]

दिल को तिरी चाहत पे भरोसा भी बहुत है

और तुझ से बिछड़ जाने का डर भी नहीं जाता

~ अहमद फ़राज़

Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind 📽️ x Ahmad Faraz

[blogbyher]

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

- Franz Kafka