Mirza Asadullah Baig Khan, who wrote under the pen name 'Ghalib' is one of the most quotable Urdu poets whose sher or couplets relate with almost all situations of life.
His words on love, loss and life continue to enlighten us and calm our soul.
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ज़िक्र उस परी-वश का और फिर बयाँ अपना बन गया रक़ीब आख़िर था जो राज़-दाँ अपना
[The person whom I made my intimate companion and confidant in praising the beloved's beauty-- after hearing it he became my Rival; because first it was the praise of such a Fairy-faced one, and that too in the language of a magical speaker like me. Meaning, there was the beloved's beauty and then there was the lover's passionate account of her beauty which turned his confidant into a rival.]
हम कहाँ के दाना थे किस हुनर में यकता थे बे-सबब हुआ 'ग़ालिब' दुश्मन आसमाँ अपना
[What kind of a learned man/ sage were we. In what skill were we unique/incomparable. Without any reason/cause, the sky became our enemy As Nazm observes, human wisdom and skill are proverbially likely to bring down the enmity of the heavens. By protesting that he has no special wisdom or skill, Ghalib points out with apparent wistfulness that others at least were blasted by the heavens for a reason, while he himself had the worst of both worlds: he was blasted not even for cause, destroyed meaninglessly and for nothing.]
ज़िक्र उस परी-वश का और फिर बयाँ अपना बन गया रक़ीब आख़िर था जो राज़-दाँ अपना
मय वो क्यूँ बहुत पीते बज़्म-ए-ग़ैर में या रब आज ही हुआ मंज़ूर उन को इम्तिहाँ अपना
मंज़र इक बुलंदी पर और हम बना सकते
अर्श से उधर होता काश के मकाँ अपना
दे वो जिस क़दर ज़िल्लत हम हँसी में टालेंगे बारे आश्ना निकला उन का पासबाँ अपना
दर्द-ए-दिल लिखूँ कब तक जाऊँ उन को दिखला दूँ उँगलियाँ फ़िगार अपनी ख़ामा ख़ूँ-चकाँ अपना
घिसते घिसते मिट जाता आप ने अबस बदला नंग-ए-सज्दा से मेरे संग-ए-आस्ताँ अपना
ता करे न ग़म्माज़ी कर लिया है दुश्मन को दोस्त की शिकायत में हम ने हम-ज़बाँ अपना
हम कहाँ के दाना थे किस हुनर में यकता थे बे-सबब हुआ 'ग़ालिब' दुश्मन आसमाँ अपना
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zikr us pari-wash ka aur phir bayan apna ban gaya raqib aaKHir tha jo raaz-dan apna
mai wo kyun bahut pite bazm-e-ghair mein ya rab aaj hi hua manzur un ko imtihan apna
manzar ek bulandi par aur hum bana sakte arsh se udhar hota kash ke makan apna
de wo jis qadar zillat hum hansi mein Talenge bare aashna nikla un ka pasban apna
dard-e-dil likhun kab tak jaun un ko dikhla dun ungliyan figar apni KHama KHun-chakan apna
ghiste ghiste miT jata aap ne abas badla nang-e-sajda se mere sang-e-astan apna
ta kare na ghammazi kar liya hai dushman ko dost ki shikayat mein hum ne ham-zaban apna
hum kahan ke dana the kis hunar mein yakta the be-sabab hua 'ghaalib' dushman aasman apna
