(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-43-Book Complete) Hazrat-e-Insan (حضرت انسان) The Human Being

Hazrat-E-Insan

The Human Being

Jahan Mein Danish-O-Beenish Ki Hai Kis Darja Arzani

Koi Shay Chup Nahin Sakti K Ye Alam Hai Noorani

To know and see is so easy in the world.

Nothing may stay hidden for this universe is luminous.

Koi Dekhe To Hai Bareek Fitrat Ka Hijab Itna

Numayan Hain Farishton Ke Tabassum Haye Pinhani

The Nature’s veil is translucent if one is willing to see:

Far too visible are the angel’s faint smiles.

Ye Duniya Dawat-E-Didar Hai Farzand-E-Adam Ko

Ke Har Mastoor Ko Bakhsha Gya Hai Zauq-E-Uryani

This world is an invitation for the human being to look,

For every secret is given an instinct to jump out of its closet.

Ye Farzand-E-Adam Hai K Jis Ke Askh-E-Khooni Se

Kiya Hai Hazrat-E-Yazdan Ne Daryaon Ko Toofani

It is the tears of human blood that the Almighty has used

For stirring up storms in His oceans.

Falak Ko Kya Khabar Ye Khaakdaan Kis Ka Nasheeman Hai

Gharz Anjum Se Hai Kis Ke Shabistan Ki Nighebani

What would the sky know whose abode is this earthy planet;

On whose nightly banquets do the stars stand in watch!

Agar Maqsood-E-Kul Main Hun To Mujh Se Mawara Kya Hai

Mere Hungama Ha’ay Nau Ban Nau Ki Intiha Kya Hai?

If I am the end of all, then what lies beyond?

Where lies the limit of my unending adventures?

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-42) Hussain Ahmad (حسین احمد)
Translation 1 (By Prof. Yousaf Saleem Chishti)

Hussain Ahmad

Ajam Hanooz Nadand Rumooz-E-Deen, Warna

Za Deoband Husain Ahmad! Aen Che Bu-ul-Ajabi Ast

The Ajamites do not yet know, The fine points of our faith;

Otherwise Husain Ahmad of Deoband! What is this foolhardiness? 

علامہ اقبال فرماتے ہیں کہ مجھے ایسا معلوم ہوتا ہے کہ عجمی لوگ ابھی تک دین اسلام کی حقیقت سے آگاہ نہیں ہوئے ورنہ یہ کیسے ممکن تھا کہ دیوبند کے حسین احمد مسلمانوں کو ایسی تلقین کرتے جو سراسر اسلام کی روح کے خلاف ہے.  

Saroad Bar Sar-E-Minbar Ke Millat Az Watan Ast

Che Bekhabar Za-Maqam-E-Muhammad (S.A.W.) Arabi Ast

A sermon-song from the pulpit that a nation by a homeland be!

From the real position of the Arabian Prophet (PBUH), How sadly unaware is he! 

یعنی جو شخص مسلمان ہو کر یہ کہتا ہے کہ ملت اسلامیہ کی بنیاد وطن ہے یا مسلمان غیرمسلموں کے ساتھ مل کر متحدہ قومیت بنا سکتے ہیں یا کافر اور مسلم دونوں مل کر ایک قوم بن سکتے ہیں وہ سرکار دو عالم صلی الله علیہ وسلم کی تعلیمات سے بلا شبہ بےخبر ہے.

 

BaMustafa (S.A.W.) Barsaan Khowesh Ra Ke Deen Hama Ost

Agar Bah O Ner Sayyadi, Tamam Bu-Lahabi Ast

Your self merge with Mustafa (PBUH) for all faith embodies in Him! 

If you do not reach up to Him It is all Bu Lahab’s idolatry!

اے مسلمان! تو وطنیت کا جدید نظریہ اختیار مت کر جس کی رو سے قومیت کی بنیاد وطن ہے، بلکہ سرکار دو عالم صلی الله علیہ وسلم کی تعلیم کو حزر جاں بنا اور حضور صلی الله علیہ وسلم کی تعلیم یہ ہے کہ مسلمانوں کی قومیت کی بنیاد وطن نہیں ہے بلکہ کلمہ توحید ہے یعنی ساری دنیا کے مسلمان ملت واحدہ  ہیں اور اس لئے وہ کسی غیر مسلم قوم کے ساتھ مل کر متحدہ قومیت نہیں بنا سکتے.

اے مسلمان! اگر حضور صلی الله علیہ وسلم کی تعلیمات سے استفادہ نہ کر سکا یا ان کی روح سے آگاہ نہ ہو سکا تو پھر تیرا علم و فضل سب بیکار ہے بلکہ وہ تیری گمراہی کا باعث ہو جائے گا.

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نظم کا پس منظر:

مولانا حسین احمد مدنی نے ٩ جنوری ١٩٣٨ کو دہلی میں ایک تقریر کی تھی جس میں انہوں نے مسلمانوں سے یہ کہا تھا کہ موجودہ زمانہ میں قومیں اوطان سے بنتی ہیں اس لئے مسلمانوں کو لازم ہے کہ مسلمانوں کی قومیت کی بنیاد دین اسلام نہیں ہے بلکہ وطن ہے. جب مولانا کی یہ تقریر حضرت علامہ اقبال کی نظر سے گزری تو انہیں سخت ملال ہوا کہ مولانا نے عالم دین ہو کر یہ خلاف اسلام تعلیم کس طرح مسلمانوں کے سامنے پیش کی اور کس طرح انہیں اس کے قبول کرنے کا مشوره دیا؟ کیونکہ قرآن، حدیث اور فقہ تینوں کی رو سے مسلمانوں کی قومیت کی بنیاد کلمہ طیبہ ہے نہ کہ وطن.

نظم کا لہجہ قدرے درشت ہے لیکن اس کی وجہ یہ ہے کہ مولانا کے اس ارشاد سے اقبال کو بہت شدید روحانی کوفت اور ذہنی اذیت پہنچی تھی.

ترجمہ و تشریح: پروفیسر یوسف سلیم چشتی

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Translation 2 (By Prof. Hameed Ullah Shah Hashmi)

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-41) Sir Akbar Haideri, Sadar-e-Azam Haiderabad Dakkan Ke Naam (سر اکبر حیدری، صدر اعظم حیدرآباد دکن کے نام) To Sir Akbar Hyderi The Chief Minister Of Hyderabad Deccan

Sir Akbar Haideri, Sadar-E-Azam Haidar Abad Dakkan Ke Naam

To Sir Akbar Hyderi 

The Chief Minister Of Hyderabad Deccan 

On receiving a cheque of one thousand rupees as ‘entertainment’ from the privy purse of the Nizam, which is in the charge of the Chief Minister

Tha Ye Allah Ka Farman K Shikwa-E-Parwaiz

Do Qalander Ko K Hain Iss Mein Mulukana Sifaat

It was God’s command that the pomp of Parviz 

Be given to the qalandar, for he has angelic attributes.

Mujh Se Farmaya K Le, Aur Shehanshahi Kar

Husn-E-Tadbeer Se De Ani-O-Fani Ko Sibat

I was told: Take it and be an emperor;

Confer permanence on the ephemeral with your talent.

Mein To Iss Bar-E-Amanat Ko Uthata Sar-E-Dosh

Kaam-E-Darvesh Mein Har Talakh Hai Manind-E-Nabat

I would have much honoured this trust—

All bitterness tastes sweet to the mouth of a dervish.

Ghairat-E-Faqr Magar Kar Na Saki Iss Ko Qabool

Jab Kaha Uss Ne Ye Hai Meri Khudai Ki Zakaat !

However, the self‐respect of faqr could not accept it 

When He said: this is the charity of my Godhead.

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-40) Ghareeb-e-Shehar Hun Mein, Sun To Le Meri Faryad (غریب شہر ہوں میں، سن تو لے میری فریاد) I am quiet a stranger to the town, listen to my bewailings

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Ghareeb-E-Shehar Hon Mein, Sun To Le Meri Faryad

Ke Tere Sine Mein Bhi Hon Qayamatain Abad

I am quiet a stranger to the town, listen to my bewailings;

may thy breast entertain many a resurrection!

Meri Nawa’ay Gham Aalood Hai Mataa-E-Aziz

Jahan Mein Aam Nahin Doulat-E-Dil Na-Shaad

The grief‐laden songs of mine are valuable:

the unsatisfied heart is a wealth most uncommon. 

Gila Hai Mujh Ko Zamane Ki Kaur Zauqi Se 

Samjhta Hai Meri Mehnat Ko Mehnat-E-Farhad

I fear the world does not appreciate my labour,

it isn’t like Farhad’s:

Sada’ay Tesha K Bar Sang Mei-Khud Degar Ast

Khabar Bageer K Awaz-E-Tesha Wa Jigar Ast

The axe’s noise falling on the stone is something else, 

Beware, it is voice of axe falling on the heart

* Sada'ay Taisha...Ye shair Mirza Janjanan Mazhar Alaih-e-Rehmata Ke Mashoor Bayaz 'Kharitah-e-Jawahir' mein hai.

“The axe’s noise…” This couplet is from Kharitah-i‐Jawahar, the  famous notebook of Mirza Mazhar Janijanan (May God have mercy on him).

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-39) Aan Azam-e-Buland Awar Aan Soz-e-Jigar Awar (آن عزم بلند آور آن سوز جگر آور) Nourish that lofty will and burning heart

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Aan Azam-E-Buland Awar Aan Soz-E-Jigar Awar

Shamsheer-E-Pidr Khawahi Bazoo’ay Padar Awar

Nourish that lofty will and burning heart,

get back your father’s arms if thou wish’st to have his sword.

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-38) Khud Agahi Ne Sikhla Di Hai Jis Ko Tan Faramoshi (خود آگاہی نے سکھلا دی ہے جس کو تن فراموشی) Self‐awareness has made the mujahid forget his body

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Khud Agahi Ne Sikhla Di Hai Jis Ko Tan-Faramoshi

Haram Ayi Hai Uss Mard-E-Mujahid Par Zarah Poshi

Self‐awareness has made the mujahid forget his body, 

to whom bearing of coat‐of‐mail is forbidden

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-37) Hajat Nahin Ae Khita'ay Gul Sharah-o-Byan Ki (حاجت نہیں اے خطہ گل شرح و بیان کی) O land of charming and sweet flowers what need is there to explain

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Hajat Nahin Ae Khitta’ay Gul Sharah-O-Bayan Ki

Tasveer Humare Dil-E-Purkhoon Ki Hai Lalah

O land of charming and sweet flowers what need is there to explain:

the burning red tulip, grief‐stricken and sad, best reflects our bloody heart.

Taqdeer Hai Ek Naam Makafat-E-Amal Ka

Dete Hain Ye Pegham Khudayan-E-Hamala

The gods of Himalayas speak thus to thee, to me and to all:

Fate is a name we give to the retribution of what we do and act.

Sarma Ki Hawaon Mein Hai Uryan Badan Uss Ka

Deta Hai Hunar Jis Ameeron Ko Doshala

In the bitter winds of winter, the poor labourer works in a naked body,

though his skill provides shawls to the rich.

Umeed Na Rakh Doulat-E-Dunya Se Wafa Ki

Ram Uss Ki Tabiyat Mein Hai Manind-E-Ghazala

The world shall never be loyal to thee:

it is and has been ever in flux.

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-36) Zameer-e-Maghrib Hai Tajirana, Zameer-e-Mashriq Hai Rahbana (ضمیر مغرب ہے تاجرانہ ، ضمیر مشرق ہے راہبانہ)

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Zameer-e-Magrib Hai Tajirana, Zameer-e-Mashriq Hai Rahabana

Wahan Digargoon Hai Lehza Lehza, Yahan Badalta Nahin Zamana

The ways of the West are calculating, the ways of the East are monkish;

there the times change from moment to moment, here the times see no change whatsoever.

Kinar-E-Darya Khizar Ne Mujh Se Kaha Ba-Andaz-E-Mehramana

Sikandari Ho, Qalanderi Ho, Ye Sub Tareeke Hain Sahirana

Khidr, on the bank of the river, spoke to me thus in confidence:

all are the ways of sorcery, be the actor a king of dervish.

Hareef Apna Samajh Rahe Hain Mujhe Khudayan-E-Khanqahi

Unhain Ye Dar Hai Ke Mere Nalon Se Shiq Na Ho Sang-E-Ashiyana

These people of the monasteries look upon me as their rival;

they fear lest my beautiful songs rent asunder the saint’s threshold stone.

Ghulam Qoumon Ke Ilm-O-Irfan Ki Hai Yehi Ramz Ashakara

Zameen Agar Tang Hai To Kya Hai, Fizaye Gardoon Hai Be-Karana

This is the manifest symbol of the knowledge of the slave people:

What if the earth has limits! the whole expanse of Space is boundless.

Khabar Nahin Kya Hai Naam Iss Ka, Khuda Farebi Ya Khud Farebi

Amal Se Farigh Huwa Musalman Bana Ke Taqdeer Ka Bahana

I can’t see what it is: is it self‐deception of deception of God?

Having invented the excuse of fate, the Muslim has ceased to act meaningfully. 

Meri Aseeri Pe Shakh-E-Gul Ne Ye Keh Ke Sayyad Ko Rulaya

Ke Aese Pursouz Naghma Khawan Ka Giran Na Tha Mujh Pe Ashiyana

The rose twig made the hunter weep on seeing me caught in the net:

a charming sweet singer was he, his nest rested harmlessly on my branches.

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-35) Che Kafarana Qimar-e-Hayat Mee Bazi (چہ کافرانہ قمارحیات می بازی) How heretically do you play the game of life?

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Che Kafarana Qimar-E-Hiyat Mee Bazi

Kh Ba Zamana Ba-Sazi Bakhud Namee Sazi

How heretically do you play the game of life? 

you adjust yourself to times, rather than to thine self.

Digar Bamadrasa Haye Haram Namee Beenam

Dil-E-Junaid-O-Nigah-E-Ghazali-O-Razi

I no longer see in the schools 

heart of Junaid and insight of Ghazali and Razi. 

Bahukam-E-Mufti-E-Azam Ke Fitrat-E-Az Leest

Badeen-E-Suawa Haraam Ast Kar-E-Shahbazi

Nature—the great lawgiver—decrees: 

the ways of falcon are forbidden in the religion of sparrows. 

Haman Faqeeh-E-Azal Guft Jurrah Shaheen Ra

Basman Garwi Baz  Mein Na Pardazi

The same heavenly law-giver decreed for the male falcon: 

fly about the skies, don’t deal with the earth. 

Manam Ke Tauba Na Kardam Zfaash Goi Haa

Zbeem-E-Ayn Ke Basultan Kunand Ghammazi

I have not left speaking the naked truth, 

though the people may speak ill of me before the kings. 

Badast-E-Ma Na Samarqand Wa Ne Bukhara Aeest

Dua Bagoz Faqeeran Ba Turk-E-Sheerazi

We have neither Samarkand nor Bukhara to offer, 

the dervish can only pray for the Shirazi Turk.

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-34) Nishan Yehi Hai Zamane Mein Zinda Qaumon Ka (نشان یہی ہے زمانے میں زندہ قوموں کا) It is the sign of living nations

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Nishan Yehi Hai Zamane Mein Zinda Qoumon Ka

Ke Subha-O-Sham Badalti Hain In Ki Taqdeerain

It is the sign of living nations 

their fate changes day and night; 

Kamal-E-Sidq-O-Marawwat Hai Zindagi In Ki

Maaf Karti Hai Fitrat Bhi In Ki Taqseerain

their life is sincerity and generosity to perfection,

Nature too forgives their follies; 

Qalanderana Ada’en, Sikandarana Jalal

Ye Ummatain Hain Jahan Mein Barhana Shamsheerain

in manners qalandar‐like, in majesty as Iskander:

these people are like naked swords.

Khudi Se Mard-E-Khud Agah Ka Jamal-O-Jalal

K Ye Kitab Hai, Baqi Tamam Tafseerain

 Beauty and majesty of a self‐conscious man flows from khudi:

it is the text, the rest are commentaries.

Shikwa-E-Eid Ka Munkir Nahin Hun Mein, Lekin

Qabool-E-Haq Hain Faqat Mard-E-Hur Ki Takbeerain

I don’t deny the splendour of the days of ‘Id,

but alas! only the takbirs of free men are acceptable to God.

Hakeem Meri Nawa’on Ka Raaz Kya Jane

Wara’ay Aqal Hain Ahl-E-Junoon Ki Tadbeerain

What can the sage know my songs’ secret?

the words of man of madness are beyond reason’s ken.

(Armaghan-e-Hijaz-33) Digargoon Jahan Un Ke Zor-e-Amal Se (دگرگوں جہاں ان کے زور عمل سے) The living nations of the world have won their laurels

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Digargoon Jahan Un Ke Zor-E-Amal Se 

Bare Maarke Zinda Qoumon Ne Mare

The living nations of the world have won their laurels,

the world transformed through the dynamism of their acts;

Munjam Ki Taqweem-E-Farda Hai Batil

Giray Aasman Se Purane Sitare

the astrologer’s calendar of the future is false,

the old stars have fallen away. 

Zameer-E-Jahan Iss Qadar Atisheen Hai

Ke Darya Ki Moujon Se Tootay Sitare

The world’s heart is so fiery 

that river waves shoot out stars.

Zameen Ko Faraghat Nahin Zalzalon Se 

Numayan Hain Fitrat Ke Bareek Ishare

The earth is experiencing tremors after tremors,

the warnings of Nature are but too clear.

Hamala Ke Chashme Ubalte Hain Kab Tak

Khizar Sochta Hai Woolar Ke Kinare

Khidr, standing by the Wooler, is thinking:

When will the Himalayas’ springs burst forth?