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हर घड़ी ख़ुद से उलझना है मुक़द्दर मेरा
Har Ghadi Khud Se Ulajhna Hai Muqaddar Mera
Nida Fazli5 verses · ~1 min
हर घड़ी ख़ुद से उलझना है मुक़द्दर मेरा मैं ही कश्ती हूँ मुझी में है समंदर मेरा
किससे पूछूँ कि कहाँ गुम हूँ बरसों से हर जगह ढूँढता फिरता है मुझे घर मेरा
एक से हो गए मौसमों के चेहरे सारे मेरी आँखों से कहीं खो गया मंज़र मेरा
मुद्दतें बीत गईं ख़्वाब सुहाना देखे जागता रहता है हर नींद में बिस्तर मेरा
आईना देखके निकला था मैं घर से बाहर आज तक हाथ में महफ़ूज़ है पत्थर मेरा
इति
The Poet
निदा फ़ाज़ली
Nida Fazli
1938 · 2016
Nida Fazli occupied a space where the profound melancholies of Urdu literature met the spiritual philosophy of the Indian soil. Born in 1938 in Gwalior, he suffered the deep trauma of the partition when his family migrated to Pakistan. He chose to stay behind in India, a decision that infused his poetry with a permanent sense of yearning and existential loneliness. Fazli refused to write in the heavily Persianized vocabulary of traditional Urdu circles. Instead, he used the spoken, everyday language of the streets to explore complex human emotions and universal truths. His film lyrics elevated mainstream cinema, turning simple melodies into deep philosophical inquiries. Honored with the Sahitya Akademi Award and the Padma Shri, he passed away in 2016. He remains a poet who taught readers that true spirituality lies in recognizing the shared sorrow of humanity.

Paired Painting
Ekalavya Practicing Before the Statue of Dronacharya
This profound painting immortalizes the sacred dedication of Ekalavya, the young prince of the Nishadha tribes whose unwavering reverence for his chosen guru transcended physical rejection. Denied formal tutelage by Dronacharya alongside the royal Kuru princes, Ekalavya sculpted a humble image of the master out of clay in the silent depths of the forest. Treating this earthen idol as his living preceptor, he devoted his days and nights to mastering archery with breathtaking skill. Nandalal Bose captures this poignant moment of solitary devotion, where art, nature, and supreme spiritual surrender merge under the quiet shelter of a tree.
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