Mir Taqi Mir’s discovery of Simurgh
Tha woh to rashke hoor-e-behesti hameen mein Mir!
Samjhe na hum to fahm ka apne qusoor tha
(That hoor from paradise was part of my being.
I blame it on my utter lack of comprehension of the Ultimate Truth).
Mir, like other great Urdu poets, has seen Simurgh.
Fahmida Riaz: A neglected genius
My op-ed for The NEWS
Whilst my earlier piece on the IMF programme and the tremendous discussion it has invoked deserves a rejoinder, I want to write on a completely different subject this week. I am perturbed by the fact that thousands of jobs have been recreated for those who were rightly or wrongly dismissed in the earlier dispensations; there is silence about one luminary, a towering one at that, who lost state employment twice. Fahmida Riaz's name is yet to appear amongst the reinstated ones.
Following the physical departure of the leading Urdu poets – Qasmi, Munir and Faraz – Fahmida Riaz is arguably the greatest living poet of Pakistan. Controversial though this statement might be, her originality and path-breaking poetry has yet to find an equal in the turbulent waters of the Pakistani cultural river. It is hardly surprising that Fahimda Riaz has been targeted all through her otherwise illustrious creative career by state and society alike. She was branded as unpatriotic when she had to run for her life in the Zia-ul-Haq days and live in exile. In India, she was termed as a Pakistani agent since she criticised the communal tensions that the Indian state had encouraged.
Mian Mir’s 384th Urs
Mian Mir's death anniversary celebrations are commencing today.
Mian Mir is regarded as one of the greatest Sufi saints of the Subcontinent. He belonged to the Qadiria order of the Sufis. He was famous for being a spiritual instructor to Dara Shikoh, the eldest son of Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan, who also held Mian Mir in great esteem.
Dara Shikoh was a devoted disciple of the saint. His father, Shah Jahan, often requested the saint to pray for his empire.
Mian Mir was the earliest Sufi saint who promoted the Qadiria order in Lahore.
He shunned worldly selfish men and proud high-ups of his time. He used to post his mureeds (disciples) at the gate of his house to stop rich people from entering.
Once Emperor Shah Jahan, with his attendants, came to pay homage to the great dervish. Mian Mir's disciples stopped the emperor at the gate and requested him to wait, until permission was given. Shah Jahan felt insulted, but controlled his temper and composed himself.
My blog is a stranger to me & Mir – saare aalam mein bhar raha hai ishq
What dependent creatures we are..
Since last week, there is no power supply at my house. It has been a time of reflection and getting back to books in dim candle lit rooms. Refreshingly quaint but this has meant that my blog is a stranger to me..
I cannot blog duing work-hours. This is against my grain and internet cafes' are noisy, crowded spaces...
I got back to the poetry of Mir Taqi Mir - the finest of Urdu poets. Have been humming this ghazal..
Kya kahun tum se main ke kya hai ishq,
Jaan ka rog hai, bala hai ishq.
Ishq hi ishq hai jahaan dekho,
Saare aalam mein bhar raha hai ishq.
Ishq maashuq ishq aashiq hai,
Yaani apna hi mubtala hai ishq.
Ishq hai tarz-o-taur ishq ke taeen,
Kahin banda kahin Khuda hai ishq.
Kaun maqsad ko ishq bin pohuncha,
Aarzoo ishq wa mudda hai ishq.
Koi khwaahan nahin mahabbat ka,
Tu kahe jins-e-narawa hai ishq.
Mir ji zarad hote jaate hain,
Kya kahin tum ne bhi kiya hai ishq?
Will translate this for the non Urdu readers but I need time and some light I suppose - this time 'within'
I will reappear tomorrow...
Dara Shikoh was a devoted disciple of the saint. His father, Shah Jahan, often requested the saint to pray for his empire.