11 verses · ~2 min
उजाले अपनी यादों के हमारे साथ रहने दो न जाने किस गली में ज़िन्दगी की शाम हो जाये ।
ज़िन्दगी तूने मुझे कब्र से कम दी है ज़मीं पाँव फैलाऊँ तो दीवार में सर लगता है ।
जी बहुत चाहता है सच बोलें क्या करें हौसला नहीं होता ।
दुश्मनी जम कर करो लेकिन ये गुँजाइश रहे जब कभी हम दोस्त हो जायें तो शर्मिन्दा न हों ।
एक दिन तुझ से मिलनें ज़रूर आऊँगा ज़िन्दगी मुझ को तेरा पता चाहिये ।
इतनी मिलती है मेरी गज़लों से सूरत तेरी लोग तुझ को मेरा महबूब समझते होंगे ।
वो ज़ाफ़रानी पुलोवर उसी का हिस्सा है कोई जो दूसरा पहने तो दूसरा ही लगे ।
लोग टूट जाते हैं एक घर बनाने में तुम तरस नहीं खाते बस्तियां जलानें में।
पलकें भी चमक जाती हैं सोते में हमारी, आँखों को अभी ख्वाब छुपाने नहीं आते ।
तमाम रिश्तों को मैं घर पे छोड़ आया था. फिर उस के बाद मुझे कोई अजनबी नहीं मिला ।
मैं इतना बदमुआश नहीं यानि खुल के बैठ चुभने लगी है धूप तो स्वेटर उतार दे ।
इति
The Poet
बशीर बद्र
Bashir Badr
1935 · 1999
Bashir Badr achieved something exceedingly rare in the modern literary landscape by bringing the Urdu ghazal out of the exclusive courts of intellectuals and directly into the hearts of the common people. Born Syed Muhammad Bashir in 1935 in Ayodhya, he cultivated a poetic voice that used the simplest, most everyday Hindustani vocabulary to express the deepest nuances of love, heartbreak, and social tragedy. His couplets are universally recognized and frequently quoted by individuals who may never have read a formal poetry book. His life was marked by profound personal tragedy, most notably when his home and decades of literary archives were burned to ashes during the communal riots of 1992 in Meerut. Yet, instead of responding with hatred, he channeled his grief into verses that pleaded for communal harmony and human empathy. Honored with the Sahitya Akademi Award and the Padma Shri in 1999, he later relocated to Bhopal. Bashir Badr stands as a living legend whose ghazals are permanently etched into the cultural memory of the subcontinent.
Paired Painting
Portrait of Sadriddin Ainy
This portrait captures a quiet, profound moment in the life of the Tajik national hero and polymath Sadriddin Ainy. Ainy was a man who endured great personal sorrow, losing his parents to a cholera epidemic in his youth, yet he rose to become a foundational figure in Central Asian literature and education. The artist portrays him in an intimate setting, bathed in the soft, focused light of a desk lamp, suggesting the solitary devotion of a scholar lost in contemplation. The atmosphere is heavy with the weight of history, reflecting both his intellectual rigour and the melancholic endurance of a man who devoted his soul to the preservation of culture amidst times of profound change.
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