Hum Hain Iss Pal Yahan

Hum hain iss pal yahan, Jaane ho kal kahan
Hum miley na miley, Hum rahey na rahey
Rahegi sadaa yahan, Pyar ki ye dastan
Sunenge sadaa jise,Yeh Zameen asmaan

Hum hain iss pal yahan, Jaane ho kal kahan
Hum miley Na miley, Hum rahey na rahey
Rahegi sadaa yahan, Pyar ki ye dastan
Sunenge sadaa jise,Yeh Zameen asmaan

Rang dhal jaate hai, Din badal jaate hai
Raatein so jati hai, Raahen kho jaati hai
Pyar khota nahin, Pyar sota nahin
Pyar dhalta nahin, Haan badalta nahin

Hum hain iss pal yahan, Jaane ho kal kahan
Hum miley Na miley, Hum rahey na rahey
Rahegi sadaa yahan, Pyar ki ye dastan
Sunenge sadaa jise,Yeh Zameen asmaan

Hum jahan aaye hain, Meherbaan saaye hain
Hum yahaan khwaabon ke, karwaan laaye hain
Dhadkane hain jawaan, Ga raha hain samaa
Pighli pighli si hain, Mehki tanhaiyan

Hum hain iss pal yahan, Jaane ho kal kahan
Hum miley Na miley, Hum rahey na rahey
Rahegi sadaa yahan, Pyar ki ye dastan
Sunenge sadaa jise,Yeh Zameen asmaan

Every person is created with purpose and with direction. This purpose and direction is written in our hearts when we are conceived. In addition, we are given access to a quiet guidance system which helps us find our purpose and our direction. We need to recognize this guidance system. It’s called intuition, the quiet voice, urges, the knowing or the feeling. Once we locate our purpose and direction, we are given skills, talents and abilities that are unique to only ourselves. We must practice daily prayer and meditation with God to find this information. To be solid and confident in ourselves, we always need to be able to answer three questions:

• Why am I?
• Who am I?

&

• Where am I going?

If I can answer these three questions, I always know I’m OK!

Ihdina as Sirat al-Mustaqim (Alquran)

Show us the straight path
Show us the direct way. A straight line is the shortest distance between two points. A straight line is also one point traveling in only one direction. Therefore, you ask to be shown the most direct route towards this knowledge.

میری تحری کی زر میں
ابھی تو کچھ نہیں آیا

ابھی وہ درد لکھنا ہے
جو آنسو خون کے لائے

ابھی رسوائی لکھنی ہے
جو ہمراہ ”سنگ “بھی لائے

ابھی وہ نیند لکھنی ہے
جو سولی پر بھی نہ آئے

ابھی وہ شام لکھنی ہے
جسے کوئی چرا لائے

ابھی وہ شوخی لکھنی ہے
گلابی گال کر جائے

ابھی دو پل بھی لکھنے ہیں
جو تیرے سنگ تھے بتائے

ابھی وہ لوگ لکھنے ہیں
جو مجھکو کھو کر بچھتائے

ابھی وہ شخص لکھنا ہے
جو مجھکو کھوج کر لائے

مجھے وہ سب ہی لکھنا ہے
جو تم سے کہہ نہں پایا

مجھے وہ سب ہی لکھنا ہے
جو کوئی سہہ نہیں پایا

مجھے وہ سب ہی لکھنا ہے
کہ تیری آنکھ بھر آئے

بتائو کیا لکھیں پھر ہم؟
جو تیرے من کو بھا جائے

چلو کچھ بھی نہیں لکھتے
کہ تیرا بھرم رہ جائے!!

In the name of Allah, the Merciful, The Compassionate.

Your natural companion, your real identity, is the man within you, He it is who worships Allah or revolts against Him. He it is who goes for this world or aspires for the next. Your inner self is to make you worthy of reward or deserving of punishment. The decision lies with you. Your hidden self is your best friend as well as your worst enemy. You alone can make your journey full of hazards and you alone can make your destination full of bliss. If your inner self is safe you are safe; if not, not.

Can't live without

کؤی تیری غفلت کی ہے انتہا بھی؟
جنون چھوڑ کر اپنے ہوش آ بھی

Beautiful eyes stare at me with glare
I had so many thoughts for her to share
with low voice and scattered words I said
You are my Pair
She says its humor

She thinks of moon and makes it sashay in heart
I look at miles away moon in sky and thought
with all her beauty and grace fill my soul and heart
sky has moon and you are mine
She says its humor

Chand roz aur merii jaan faqat chand he roz

zulm kii chaoon mein dam lenay per majaboor hain hum
ik zaraa aur sitam seh lein, tadap lein, ro lein
apanay ajdaad ki meeras hay – maazoor hain hum jism par qaid hai jazbaat pe zanjeerien hain
fikr mahboos hai guftaar pe taazieerien hain
aur apnii himmat hay key hum phir bhi jiye jatey hain
zindagii kyaa kisi muflis kii qaba hay
jis mein har ghadii dard ke paiwand lage jaatey hain

lekin ab zulm ke miyaad ke din thore hain
ik zaraa sabr ki faryaad – ke thore hain

arsaa-e-dahar key jhulasi hui veerani mein
hum ko rahnaa hai , par yuun hi to nahin rahnaa hai
ajnabi haathon kaa benaam giraan-baar sitam
aaj sahnaa hai hameshaa to nahin sahna hai

ye teray husn se lipati hui aalaam kii gard
apanii do rozaa javaanii kii shikaston kaa shumaar
chaandanii raaton kaa bekaar dahakataa huaa dard
dil kii besuud tadap jism kii maayuus pukaar

chand roz aur merii jaan faqat chand hii roz
(Faiz Ahmed Faiz)

Translated English Version :

A few days more, my dear, only a few days. 

We are compelled to draw breath in the shadows of tyranny; 

For a while longer let us bear oppression, and quiver, and weep: 

It is our ancestors` legacy, we are blameless; 

On our body is the fetter, on our feelings are chains, 

Our breaths are captive, on our speech are censorings; 

It is our courage that evens then we go on living. 

Is life some beggar`s gown, on which 

Every hour patches of pain are fixed? 

But now the days of the span of tyranny are few; 

Patience one moment, for the days of complaining is few. 

In the scorched desert of the space of this age 

We must stay, but not stay like this; 

The nameless, heavy oppression of foreign hands 

Today must be borne, but not always borne. 

The dust of tribulations enfolding your beauty, 

Counting of the frustrations of our youth of two days, 

Futile burning pain of moonlit nights, 

The heart`s profitless throbbing, the body`s despairing cry 

A few days more, my dear, only a few days.

translated by V.G. Kiernan