tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54570686696186303872011-12-30T16:11:29.189-08:00Hukm-e-shahi hai ki tor dun qalam apni...phir rooh ko meri, kaun pukarta haiAli Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.comBlogger691100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-66164553560628267862011-12-30T16:00:00.000-08:002011-12-30T16:11:29.214-08:00Subh aur Shaam in ankhoN ne kya kya dekha<br />Kahin darya kahin sehra dekha <br /><br />Door ufaq pe maine dekha ek gul aur chaman <br />Dasht pe phir insaaN ko tarapta dekha <br /><br />Tumhari yaad ne kar diya sairaab mujhko<br />Bhari mehfil main yeh jo dil tanha dekha <br /><br />Eik Awaz ko sun ke pahuncha tere dar par main<br />jab bhari anjuman main khud ko ruswa dekha<br /><br />Kar rahe ho kyoN ranj-o-buqa haider<br />kabhi kisi ko kya tumne apna dekha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6616455356062826786?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-36605367231245758932011-12-30T15:59:00.000-08:002011-12-30T16:00:16.593-08:00Tum se milne ki hasrateiN ab beparvaah hone LageeN<br />Jo samandar ki lahrein kinare se milne LageeN<br /><br />Kuch Uchli, Kuch Machli aur kuch bal kha ke matki<br />Dil ki tanhaiyaN phir kuch behakne lageeN<br /><br />Door Ufaq pe Aftaab Ghuroob hota hai<br />Ki Subh se ek vaada jo tum karkne LageeN<br /><br />Dil kyuN tumhari yaad main afsurda Hai<br />Ki tasavvur main tum SanwarneiN LageeN<br /><br />Ab tum mere paas in LahroN ki tarah a milna<br />Haider yeh sada sun ke voh Chahakne LageeN<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3660536723124575893?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-55131600127337586692011-12-15T17:22:00.000-08:002011-12-16T19:46:28.189-08:00voh jab ate hain to ghar kuch badal jata hai<br />unki khushboo se sab sanwar jata hai<br /><br />shamma roshan hai phir bhi andhera sa lage<br />voh na hoN to dil kyoN thahar jata hai<br /><br />har waqt har lamha intezaar aur beqaraar<br />unke ane ki khabar sun ke chahak jata hai<br /><br />ab ki baras tum mere qareeb hona <br />tumhare na hone se dil tarap jata hai<br /><br />yeh kya moijza hai ki tum mere paas ho<br />meri aarzoo ka jaam phir chalak jata hai<br /><br />Yeh tumhare waswase or shokhiyaN haider<br />Noujawani main kyon Dil behak jata hai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5513160012733758669?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-56255675274640918692011-12-05T10:58:00.001-08:002011-12-05T10:58:27.831-08:00Maula tera jo dar hai mere Dil ki Aarzoo hai<br />Tere hawale ya Rab ab meri Aabroo hai<br /><br />Phir Duniyay-e-Mamlakat main ek Talatum hai<br />Par kyuN ho Dil parehsaaN tu jo mere Rubaroo hai<br /><br />Sar ko kata duN ab maiN ki khud jo mita nahiN hai<br />Meri hasti mere Rehbar ab tujhmaiN Surkhuroo hai<br /><br />Haider na der ho kahiN yeh voh Maqaam hai<br />Uski Raza, Uski Chahat ab teri Justujoo hai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5625567527464091869?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-47180507305829167632011-11-23T08:34:00.000-08:002011-11-23T08:35:17.278-08:00kya poochte ho mujhko tujhse kya chahiye<br />tere ishq main fanaa hun, baqaa chahiye<br /><br />tere dar pe khara hun tashna-lab kis qadar<br />ek jam-e-kausar nazron se ata chahiye<br /><br />tumhari yaad, tumhara intezar aur dil-e-beqaraar<br />ab zindagi main iske siwa kya chahiye<br /><br />aj jo ayina dekha to tum nazar aye <br />khudi se poochta hun ki khud ko kya chahiye <br /><br />subh gulzaar hai aur shabnam ne lee hai angrai<br />bas yadon ke siwa gul ko kya chahiye<br /><br />Ab kya mangoon, raza teri, khushi teri, sehar teri<br />jo tujh pe mit chuka ho use tujhse kya chahiye<br /><br />haider kyon dhoondhte ho mehboob har dar pe apna<br />voh to kab se hai muntazir, aur kya chahiye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4718050730582916763?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-69295604412327598562011-11-14T09:25:00.000-08:002011-11-14T09:26:34.967-08:00Husn ki Mahvishein hazaar dekhi<br />Lakh jalwe bahaar dekhi<br />Na dekha koi tujhe hamsa chahne wala<br />Dil ki hasratein jo aar-paar dekhi<br /><br />Neelaam mohabbat sar-e-bazar dekhi<br />Raz-e-haqiqat aas-paas dekhi<br />Na dekhi koi shama bazm main main roshan<br />Jali jo khud se to shahkaar dekhi<br /><br />Hazaar janein jo tujhpe beqaraar dekhi<br />Ek Choti si jaan apni khaaksaar dekhi<br />Na dekhi koi aarzo-e-talab mujhme<br />Jo Ek nazar dil ke aar-paar dekhi<br /><br />Phir Tasawwur main soorat teri aj dekhi<br />Ayina-e-majaz main khudi bhi sharmsaar dekhi<br />Na dekhi hamne dil ki aarzoo yuN qurbaaN<br />tere pehloo main ulfat jo beshumaar dekhi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6929560441232759856?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-66626253743060787962011-11-08T12:32:00.001-08:002011-11-08T12:41:10.205-08:00Jalwa-e-yaar ke charche idhar udhar dekhe<br />tujhe sarahne wale bahut kam dekhe<br /><br />Ahl-e-shariyat aur Ahle-e-tariqat dekhe <br />Tere chahne wale bahut kam dekhe <br /><br />Dekhe humne ishq ke unche unche dawe<br />jaan apni lutane wale bahut kam dekhe<br /><br />Saqi-e-Kausar mila khudi se jo gaye hum <br />par yahaN pahuNchne wale bahut kam dekhe<br /><br />Haider tum jo bane ho ghulam-e-boo-turaab<br />Yun Khaak maiN mitne wale bahut kam dekhe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6662625374306078796?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-61890254025015284212011-11-08T12:26:00.000-08:002011-11-09T09:49:48.596-08:00Rahbar-e-ishq maiN haiN Khizar bhi Muntazar<br />Hai fizaa bhi Muntazar aur Chaman bhi Muntazar<br /><br />Allah ke mehboob ki Jalwah FishaaaN nazroN se hai<br />Sham-o-sahar bhi Muntazir, do pahar bhi Muntazar<br /><br />Raz-e-Mohammad hai kya, Jibrael se poocho<br />bal-o-par bhi Muntazar, Naqsh-o-qadam bhi Muntazar<br /><br />Jab se liya hai hath, mehboob-e-awliya ho tum <br />hai raz-e-haqeeqat Muntazar, peer-e-tareeqat Muntazar<br /><br />Gumbad-e-khazraN se tumko a rahi hai ek sada<br />karbal-o-sham ke haiN jo rehbar muntazar<br /><br />Ibn-e-maryam-o-al-mahdi-o-sarkar ki amad ke sab<br />bahr-o-bar haiN muntazar, shams-o-qamar haiN Muntazar<br /><br />Haider tu kooch kar hauz-e-kausar ki taraf<br />Hain Ahmed bhi Muntazar, Hasnain-o-Haider Muntazar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6189025402501528421?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-45890462773345422412011-11-08T12:25:00.001-08:002011-11-08T12:25:46.283-08:00Jo karna hai kar lijye<br />Par meri khabar lijye<br /><br />Is tute dil ki tarz suniye<br />aur chahe kuch mat suniye<br /><br />chahe izhaar mat kijye<br />hamse pyaar par kijye<br /> <br />Khuda ki rehmat jo baniye<br />Is faqir ko chun lijye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4589046277334542241?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-48463377058790099652011-11-06T20:43:00.000-08:002011-11-07T11:17:16.570-08:00Jo uth raha hai dhuaaN kahaaN thaharta hai<br />Badal raha hai samaaN kahaaN thaharta hai<br /><br />Lagi hai aag dil main mila hai tu jab se<br />Sukoon-e-dil ke liye aab-e-ravaaN kahaaN thaharta hai<br /><br />Dile-e-shikasta ko aik arzoo ne bandha hai<br />shab-e-visaal ka kon-o-makaaN kahaN thaharta hai<br /><br />Na jane kyon is waqt teri yaad ayi hai<br />Dile-e-nadaaN ka GumaaN kahaN thaharta hai<br /><br />Chaman main gul se saba ne poocha hai<br />tere mehboob ka nasha kahaN thaharta hai<br /><br />Barhe Jibrael is had se to bal-o-par jal jayein <br />Mere habeeb ki hadoN ka bayaaN kahaN thaharta hai<br /><br />Ishq-e-Rasool, Ishq-e-Ali aur Ishq-e-Husain se<br />Haider teri qismat ka jahaaN kahaN thaharta hai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4846337705879009965?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-60334904038181299222011-11-04T05:08:00.000-07:002011-11-06T20:59:05.299-08:00AyaN hai Koh-e-toor ka manzar unke astane pe<br />Chipe hain lakhoN pas-manzar unke astane pe<br /><br />Bhatak raha tha Konain ki do rahon pe <br />Mila hai Jam-e-kausar unke astane pe<br /><br />Yeh Junon-o-Ishq, yeh fana-o-baqa aur yeh bekhudi<br />Khuli hai raz-e-haqeeqat unke astane pe<br /><br />Nasha aisa ki utarta nahin ab kyonkar <br />Mila hai saqi koi aisa unke astane pe <br /><br />Chali simte ghayb se ek hawa aur machi halchal<br />Qafas udas ho kyonkar unke astane pe <br /><br />Kya poochte ho usko kya mil gaya kaise<br />Jo kho chuka ho sab unke astane pe <br /><br />Jo kuch nazar ata hai tu hi to nazar ata hai<br />Hui hai kaisi basharat unke astane pe <br /><br />Ab kahan khojein kahan payein kise apna <br />Bana hai voh jo hamsafar tere astane pe <br /><br />KruN phir sajdah yahaN dam bhar ke haider<br />Bana hun ghulam-e-mustafa tere astane pe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6033490403818129922?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-17622514283906043352011-11-02T17:54:00.001-07:002011-11-02T18:13:15.794-07:00Mahfil-e-Noor main pashemaaN hai char din ki zindagi<br />khud se juda hoke khud ki nigehbaaN hai aj kal ki zindagi<br /><br />Is zindagi main nayi zindagi talashti hai zindagi <br />naye ufaq pe naya mehboob sanwarti hai zindagi<br /><br />kyon is tarah phir apne ko pukarti hai zindagi<br />jaise sukoot-e-shab main kraharti hai zindagi<br /><br />mere raqeeeb mere hamsafar mere shan-e-zindagi<br />mujh se rooth ke phir mujh ko manati hai zindagi<br /><br />kabhi to apni khudi ki pahchaN kar aye zindagi<br />varna dar badar bhatakti rahegi pareshaN aye zindagi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-1762251428390604335?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-61810551986580546682011-10-28T17:59:00.000-07:002011-10-28T18:00:38.080-07:00subh pe sham pe kyon muskurata hai<br />tasawur pe khayal pe kyon muskurata hai<br /><br />bazm-e-aam pe aur chalakte jaam pe <br />har ek baam pe kyon muskurata hai<br /><br />sukot-e-shab pe aur ravish-e-dauraaN pe <br />dil-e-nadaaN pe kyon muskurata hai<br /><br />taqdeer pe aur tadbeer ki aashufta giri pe<br />majrooh mohabbaton pe kyon muskurata hai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6181055198658054668?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-11852479640235764592011-10-27T13:42:00.000-07:002011-11-07T11:59:14.217-08:00mahfil-e-rubaroo main tu raz-e-guftagoo ban ja<br />jo jal rahi hai shama tu uski abroo ban ja<br /><br />nahi tera koi sanee, nahin tera koi hamsar<br />gar hai haqeeqat, tu uski arzoo ban ja <br /><br />ab firaq-e-yaar main koi jiye kyonkar<br />visal-e-yaar ki tu justujoo ban ja<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-1185247964023576459?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-89554496346245999622011-10-27T08:29:00.000-07:002011-12-21T21:17:55.543-08:00ishq ki sarhadon se uthke main tawaaf karta hun<br />yun is tarah main apne junoon ka ietraaf karta hun <br /><br />karun lafzon main bayaan to lafz nahin milte <br />ghazal to khud banti hai jab tera deedar karta hun<br /><br />mera dil kisi shak main mubttaila ho kyuN<br />main teri har baat pe aitbaar karta huN<br /><br />duniyan main mahabbaton ki kami si hai<br />har ek baat pe jo main fasaad karta huN<br /><br />khuda ne dhoondh liya mujhko meri tanhayi main <br />yeh voh azmayish hai ki jiska main izhaar karta huN<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-8955449634624599962?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-44697265257159100152011-10-27T08:27:00.000-07:002011-10-27T08:28:30.844-07:00Munatzir hai har shab haqeeqat-e-yaar dekh le <br />jo visal-e-yaar ka ho shak to aj dekh le<br />udhar se aftab usko salam karta hai<br />idhar se mahtab ki rangat tamaam dekh le <br /><br />Dariya-e-neel se ek shola jo ban ke aya hai<br />saba ne jiske liye naya geet gungunaya hai<br />zameen pe charo taraf khushnama si rangat hai<br />jalw-e-yaar main poshida subh-oshaam dekh le <br /><br />labon pe ake haruf ek nazam si banti hai<br />kam sukhan ke liye ek ghazal si banti hai<br />na koi shakl na soorat mere yaar ki hai<br />mujhe talash hai jiski na usko koi delhle<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4469726525715910015?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-81361651514788541062011-10-27T08:25:00.000-07:002011-11-02T18:15:19.760-07:00khudi main khud ko bhula khud ka pata dhoondhta hun<br />sarhadoN pe main qadmoN ke nishAN dhoondhta huN<br /><br />Mera yaar hai mere paas aur main bekhabar<br />na jane kis makaN main lamakaaN dhoondhta hun<br /><br />tere qareeb aur tujhse juda hone ke baad<br />jo fasle tai kiye unko yahaan dhoondhta huN <br /><br />meri vahshat teri shohrat aur yeh mera intezaar<br />jab tu na mila to dar dar pe khara dhoondhta hun<br /><br />sab mushkile ho asaN jo tu ek nazar dekh le <br />tu ho gaya ab mera to kya dhondhta huN.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-8136165151478854106?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-49666866437328218472011-10-27T08:24:00.000-07:002011-10-27T08:25:32.432-07:00Voh jo akela hai uska pata dhoondhta hun<br />MaikhanoN main, sarkon main aur bazaaron main,<br />Subah-sham, raat din nitya har samay <br />Uska pata dhoondhta hun <br /><br />Koi to jaanta hoga koi pahchanta hoga<br />Thaka hara main bechara bas uska pata dhoondhta hun <br />Har taraf har jagah dhoondh chukka hun main<br />Tapish ki dhoob aur siyaah raat<br />Dil khol ke rakh doon ki dil kho chukka hun main<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4966686643732821847?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-20351873208486019752010-05-25T08:44:00.000-07:002010-05-25T08:45:24.621-07:00muddat se likh raha hun ek afsana-e-inqalab<br />koshish meri hai ki voh jo ban jayega aftaab<br />apni azad fikr se karega yun zamane ko roshan <br />ki har ek mazoloom ki bebasi ka mujahid bankar<br />gard ko chaak kar manzil ka nishaan dhoondhega<br />kya jhoom ke niklegi fiza main bekhudi apni <br />rafta rafta saya ban ke jo mere sath hoga<br />voh inqelaab mere nafs ka sipah-salaar hoga <br />yeh afsaana kagaz pe nahin dil pe liknha hai mujhe<br />ki jab koi vaar seene pe ho to yeh aur bhi roshan ho<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-2035187320848601975?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-89196181429106478572010-05-11T11:21:00.000-07:002011-11-02T18:15:27.945-07:00jab tu dikha to sab dikha <br />jo kuch dikha tujhmein dikha <br />sabse alag sabse juda <br />bas ek tera sang dikha<br /><br />har ek rang, har ek dhang<br />tujhme mila tujhse khila <br />to ho gaya jispe fida<br />voh ban gaya apna khuda<br /><br />afsana teri zaat ka <br />parvana ban ke ghumta<br />ho jaye uski kab fana <br />khud jo khudi main doobta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-8919618142910647857?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-60305923299793524802009-11-09T14:40:00.000-08:002011-11-02T18:15:48.351-07:00Shikam-e-madar main baitha voh sonchta tha <br />Kya meri maan mujhe yun maar dalegi <br />Aj aisi kya beeti hai us pe Maula <br />Jo subh se na mili hai ab-e-hayat<br />Kis tarah ab milegi mujhe meri khuraq<br />Vada jo tune kiya tha, koi zariya bana <br /><br />Kis qadar mahdood hun main is shikam main <br />Maut aur hayaat ke darmiyan, <br />Hai yeh nau (9) maah ki zindagi<br />Tujhe khabar nahin mere Maula<br />Jo mere sath, kisi aur ke ghar aya tha <br />Uski maan ne use zinda shikam main dafnaya tha<br /><br />Jab se aisi koi khabar ati hai <br />Yeh nau(9) maah ki zindagi badtar nazar ati hai<br />Kis tarah tune mujhe apna banaya hai<br />Ek ek dane ke liye uska banaya hai<br />Voh bhi kya sonchti hogi ki kya baar hun main <br />Ji jise chahe voh ji ka janjaal hun main<br /><br />Bas ek hi dua lab par mere ati hai <br />Uski khushi main maut bhi shakkar nazar ati hai<br />Zindagi phir jo mili to voh saza si hogi<br />Maut ab mere liye ek dua si hogi<br />Aye meri maan kaat de jo rabt hai mujhse<br />Koi pooche to kehde ki khabt hai mujhse<br /><br /><br />Shikam-e-madar: Womb of the mother; ab-e-hayat: water of life; shikam: womb<br /><br />Below is just an attempt to translate my own poem which is very hard. Doesn't sounds like the one above<br /><br />In his mother’s womb he was thinking,<br />Will my mother will kill me like this <br />What happens to her today?<br />Haven’t got a single drop of water <br />How will I get my sustenance? My Lord!<br />Which you have promised, find a way<br /><br />How limited I am in this womb<br />Between Death and life <br />This living of 9 months <br />You don’t know my Lord!<br />The one who came to the other house with me <br />Was buried alive in his mother’s womb<br /><br />Since then, whenever I get any news like this <br />This life of 9 months become even worst for me <br />How have you made me for you <br />Always asking for food and sustenance to her<br />How she must have be thinking of a load like me <br />Whom she likes and detest the most<br /><br />Now only one prayer comes to my lips <br />In her happiness even death will taste sweeter <br />If still I remain alive it will be a punishment<br />Death will remain like a prayer to me <br />O mother! Kill all the connections which I have with you<br />If any one ask, tell him that I was just a madness<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6030592329979352480?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-17690633181416845802009-05-05T14:13:00.000-07:002009-05-05T14:14:25.234-07:00Jab har tarf andhera tha to deep jalaya tumne <br />Ek ujre chaman ko yun basaya tumne <br /><br />Farq haq aur batil ka samjhaya humko<br />Paigham-e-mohabbat yun phailaya tumne <br /><br />Phir chor chale tanha, gum ho gaye tum<br />Kyon aur kab yeh bhi na bataya tumne<br /><br />Kis qadar sab ko zaroorat hai tumhari<br />Kya sonch kar daman churaya tumne<br /><br />Hai yaqeen dil main ki phir milenge <br />Aisa rishta humara sajaya tumne<br /><br />Zindagi main inteqaal ki hasrat hai bepanaah<br />Maut ka munatazir jo banaya tumne<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-1769063318141684580?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-90088814495062184692009-03-07T10:21:00.000-08:002009-03-07T10:24:10.106-08:00Naye daur ka naya musafir ban ke<br />Nikla hai dekho kaise than ke<br /><br />Bhool gaya ahbaab purane<br />Bichre phool apne chaman ke<br /><br />Maan kyon kar phir yaad rakhti<br />Apni aulaad ko jan ke<br /><br />Qudrat ka yeh insaaf<br />Na samajh main aya man ke<br /><br />Chal raha hai voh akela<br />Faslay tay kar gagan ke<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-9008881449506218469?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-27388367265687402052009-03-07T10:11:00.000-08:002009-05-05T13:53:45.358-07:00Ek awaaz khatarnaak raigistaaN main hai<br />Rooh-e-insaan kaise bayabaaN main hai<br /><br />Har tarf dahshat aur tareeki ka alam<br />Har shaakh pe ullu gulistaaN main hai<br /><br />Azmat-e-mulk aur mera junoon<br />Neelaam bazar-e-inglistaaN main hai<br /><br />Voh charkh-e-chaharum se dekhte hain tamasha<br />Machi kaisi halchal qabristaaN main hai<br /><br />Mere ishq ne use pakeeza kar diya<br />Meri mohabbat to kisi paristaaN main hai<br /><br />Ek shama-e-aarzoo jalti hai raat din<br />Jism mera kisi shamshaaN main hai<br /><br />Logon ne kis qadar na samjha mujhe<br />Poocho to us kamal se jo kuredaaN main hai<br /><br />Hindustaan ki barhti abaadi ka sabab<br />Har dard ki vajah pakistaaN main hai<br /><br />Kaise chalun zindagi main na samajh aya kabhi<br />Sari samajh to hamare siyasatdaaN main hai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-2738836726568740205?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-39032920559957690912008-12-04T08:05:00.000-08:002008-12-04T08:10:12.346-08:00yeh kis ne rakha hai barood meri rahon mein<br />main kab ka mar gaya hun is zamane main<br /><br />Kon ake bicha jata hai nafratein yahan<br />Kis ko milta hai maza phir ghar banane main<br /><br />Khamosh ek atish ki manind hai yeh zindagi<br />Kya fayda hai ise aur jalne jalane main<br /><br />Khuda ke liye ab bas band karo yeh shikwa<br />Koi nahin sanjidah yahan sunne sunane main<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3903292055995769091?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-63927380317244291272008-11-07T12:47:00.000-08:002011-11-02T18:15:37.294-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Ek baar mele main mil gaye jo shri Krishna </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Pooch baitha main, kaisa hai mijaz apka </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Farmaya unhon ne karne aye hain tafreeh mele ki </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yahan is tamashe main jo milta hai amrit ankh ka</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Main ne kaha bhagvan dharm bahut sankat main hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kya fayda hai duniya main apke avtaar ka </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Gopiyon pe voh nazar kar yun batlane lage</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Samajhta hun haal main tumhare jazbaat ka</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Zara dekho gopiyan hain kis qadar sundar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kyon kar rahe ho tazkira tum aj maar kaat ka</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kaha maine is khoobsoorti pe na jaiye bhagvan</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yahan kahan hai maza gokul ke us raag ka </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sharm aur haya na jane kahan kho gayi hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Khoobseerat gopiyan to tasavvur hain mere aj ka</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Bhakt ke dukh ko sunke dravit ho gaye bhagvan</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Khol ke rakh diya sach phir apne haalaat ka</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thak gaya hun baar baar leke avtaar main ab</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Haal nahin dekha jata is dharm bhrasht sansar ka</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Koi to bane arjun mera, satya ke liye kare yudh</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hai koi mard-e-mujahid jo karde vinash andhkaar ka </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6392738031724429127?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-52152159363763646912008-10-29T15:17:00.000-07:002008-10-29T15:20:29.170-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Charitra ke nirmaan main charitra na badla karo</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Shwait rangon main shyam mat ghola karo</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Shwait to swakhshta ka prateek hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Shyam Krishn ki chanchalta ka swaroop</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Donon nakshatra hain ambar main vibhushit</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tum jeevan main shwait-shyam mat dhoondha karo<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5215215936376364691?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-39370165953608206202008-10-29T15:14:00.000-07:002008-10-29T15:21:49.151-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Sach batana hi tha to sach chipate kyon ho </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Mohabbat hai agar jhuti to sir katate kyun ho</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hai raz-e-mohabbat gar dil pe itna bhari</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to nau-javaani main dil lagate kyon ho</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tum nahin chahte ki ho voh rusvaa</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh rasm-e-duniyaa nibhate kyon ho</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Intezaar ka har pal hai kis qadar mushkil</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yun apne dil ko satate kyun ho<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3937016595360820620?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-55900202996912463222008-10-29T15:10:00.000-07:002008-10-29T15:31:57.193-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Khabar de koi mujhe kyonkar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Khabar ati nahin yahan kyonkar</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Koi ata hai dil lagane ke liye</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Koi jata hai dil chura ke kyonkar</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tum aj bhi is tarah se muskrate ho</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dard-e-dil ho bhala bayaan kyonkar</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hue hum unse yun vabasta</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ab duniya ki ho khabar kyonkar<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5590020299691246322?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-45135592189365421262008-10-29T15:00:00.000-07:002008-10-29T15:09:32.103-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Ek chirag chat pe tum jala dena </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mere baad unko mera pata dena </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh jo poochein, kon rehta tha yahan </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tha koi deewana bas itna bata dena</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ek shama ban gaya hun intezaar main </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">thak gaya jalte jalte, mujho bujha dena</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hun usi ummeed main bechain main </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Koi udhar ki khabar to dena </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ab koi ahat bhi nahin ati hai </span><br />aise veeraan se mujhko hata dena<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4513559218936542126?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-58558487044440238312008-10-28T10:30:00.000-07:002008-10-28T10:32:46.137-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;">aye deep kisi kone main chamakta kyun hai?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">bujh ja varna dhoka ho jayega</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">andhkaaar si adat si lag gayi hai hamein</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ummeed ban ke roshan hota kyun hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">lab pe ati thi dua banke tamanna kyunkar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">zindgai shama ki soorat bhala kyun hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har taraf dukh aur maut ka sannata hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh kyun ek naya deep jalata kyun hai<br /><br /></span>andhkaar: darkness; dua: prayer ; shama:light<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5855848704444023831?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-1480268524229418052008-10-24T06:41:00.001-07:002008-10-24T09:14:20.581-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Zindagi main fursat nahin shama jalane ke liye</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Koun ayega mujhe phir bachane ke liye</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Qaid main jumbish ho to phir kyon kar ho</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sir barahna phir raha hun sir uthane ke liye</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sharm ahista se meri rooh main sama ayi hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ab mout bhi mayassar nahin sir chipane ke liye</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Waqt ka ek mujahid hai abhi gumnaam</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sare raah kyun para hai sir katane ke liye</span><br /><br />Hue jo rusva har dar pe har koshishon ke baad<br />phir a gaye tere dar pe sir jhukane ke liye<br /><br /><br /><br />jumbish: flexibility; mujahid: fighter; mout: death; mayassar: readily available<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-148026852422941805?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-1696067661200185312008-05-15T11:16:00.000-07:002008-05-15T11:17:08.078-07:00vigyan ki pragati main<br />sansar ki durgati hai<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har us ki ati main </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kis kis ki chati hai </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">gyan aur adhyatm main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sansar ki sampati hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shastra aur shakt main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">vipatti hi vipatti hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">vinash ke samay main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">srijan hi ek yukti hai</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-169606766120018531?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-89783170831577548382008-02-25T09:31:00.000-08:002008-02-25T09:32:22.562-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Jab Khuda ne khayal use banane ka kiya </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kuch ek khaak aur aab zamane se liya </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Noor aftab aur mehtab se li tavanayi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Roshan phir jise chiraghon ne kiya </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">qudrat ne bakshi jise har dam ravanayi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">rooh-e-allah ne zinda zamane main kiya</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tab javan banke nuzool hua uska vujood</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jiska sajda farishton ne khawabon main kiya</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-8978317083157754838?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-20999427078795567532007-12-25T08:07:00.000-08:002007-12-25T08:13:17.284-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Chaudhvin ki raat main, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">adhhora hai chand aj kyun</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Baraste hue is aab main, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">khushk hai sehra aj kyun</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kuch aise marasim the,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jo bhool gaye kabke </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Phir kyun uthti hai tees,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">behta hai lahoo aj kyun </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Silsile tor gaye tum aise </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ki do anjane the hum jaise</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Phir jo aye ho tum milne </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to pareshaan hai dil aj kyun</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Har ek shakh pe parinda </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sathi hai mere gham ka </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Phir bhi kyun lagta hai </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">main hun jaise tanha aj kyun</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-2099942707879556753?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-50631785626444372592007-12-25T08:00:00.000-08:002007-12-25T08:06:30.939-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Shab yeh marham hai teri tanhayi ki</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Jo silsile tor gaya voh tera daur nahin </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">muddatein beet gayin ishq ke izhaar ke baad</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Jo tera na hua voh kisi ka jor nahin </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">misl mehtaab ki nikla tha falak pe voh noor </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Jo sunayi bhi de voh aisa shor nahin </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">daag jo dil main lage voh ab dhulein kaise</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">vaqt ki raftaar ke mitte hain nishaan aur nahin<br /><br /></span>mehtaab= moon; falak=sky; noor=light;<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5063178562644437259?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-1984213939468906012007-12-21T12:36:00.000-08:002007-12-21T17:56:25.726-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;">waqt ke mare hum bechare</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kab se baithe jeevan hare </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">karm aur dharm ka yeh sangarsh</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ab sab kuch tere sahare </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh pavitra bhi vichitra hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jo tera charitra sanvare </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">abhilasha se nirash yeh man</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">bas tujhko hi pukare </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kyun kahun aur kisse kahun </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jab ho gaya man tere vare</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">madhya sagar main khoj raha pag</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">koi to meri nayya ubare </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-198421393946890601?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-43154296834775670622007-12-13T15:50:00.000-08:002007-12-21T07:22:06.870-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />akhri waqt main kya khaak qadardaan honge</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jo kal ghar aye the kya aj mehmaan honge</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">muddatein beet gayin yuhin muntazir rehkar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ab jo aye ho tum to dil pareshan honge</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">rukjao ki kuch lamhein udhar rooh se lun</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">na yun chor chale jism jo meherbaan honge </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har lamha justujoo hai ki dam nikle to tum aoo</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">us sehar main bhi hum tere pasbaan honge</span><br /><br />muntazir= awaiting; pasbaan=defender<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4315429683477567062?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-91123031172646037992007-12-05T08:42:00.000-08:002008-07-05T09:23:59.789-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Shwait hai dharti aur chandrama ko hui jalan</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">hriday aj phir kyun kar raha smaran</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">swaksh amrit banke tapakta hai yeh jal</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har taraf umang phir kyun jal raha hai man</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">vichitra sanyog aisa ki voh apsara bekhabar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">main phir kyun baitha uski yad main magan</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tirche naynon main ulajhti hain chanchal kirne</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">khitij hai phir kyun pulkit kaisi yeh chitvan </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">neele ambar se utarte hain sushobhit rang</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ujala hai har kan phir kyun lagi lagan</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">pichli barkha ki tarah yeh rang utar jayega</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ho rahe jo prasan to kyun phir shithil hai tan<br /><br /></span>Shwait=White; Chandrama=Moon; Hriday=Heart; Smaran=Remembering;<br />Swaksh=Pure; Kirne=rays; Khitij=horizon; pulkit=happiness;<br />ambar=sky; kan=particle; barkha=rain; prasan=happiness; shithil=weak.<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-9112303117264603799?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-51306952296052506842007-11-15T09:57:00.000-08:002007-11-15T09:59:07.317-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;">voh musafir zindagi talashta raha</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">manzil manzil dar badar bhatakta raha</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">hua ahsaas jaise koi zinada hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">us sukoot-e-shab main koi parinda hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jo khatm karde zindagi kisi ke liye </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">duniyan main voh kyon sharminda hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">aisa kyon lagta hai koi paas hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">murda hai jab jag to kyon pyaas hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt aur lamha ruka sa raha </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">phir main aj kyon sonchta raha </span><br /><br />sukoot-e-shab: peace of night<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5130695229605250684?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-64806800158508239472007-08-14T16:06:00.000-07:002008-07-05T09:23:59.791-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />hui jab madhya ratri, so raha tha jag</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">us samay kaal ke bhanvar ko bhed kar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dashakon ki chir nidra tyag kar </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ek swapn swatantrata ka chal para us pag</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">uski shashti purti pe aoo naman karein</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tejaswi parakram ko jo vishisht hai </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ahinsa aur satya ke aadhar jo aseem hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">pragati ke is path pe phir prayasrat rahein</span><br /><br />-----swatantrata diwas ki hardik shbhkamanayein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6480680015850823947?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-71271729555277072532007-07-09T07:01:00.000-07:002007-07-24T20:12:51.504-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Maghribi dhundh main bah gaya pani</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Laaj aur sharm le gaya pani</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Adab se hum na baith paye</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hichkiyon main pee gaye pani </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Jo pak hota tha kabhi ganga main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh aj khushk ho gaya pani</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lahoo nahaq ka kisne bahaya hai </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Pee rahe the ki surkh ho gaya pani</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Beabroo hui hurmat kya fasana hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dard aisa ki ashq ban gaya pani<br /><br />taajjub yeh ki phir bhi bahta hai<br />ab kya kahein ki lajwaab pani<br /></span><br />Maghribi= Western; khushk=dry; nahaq= innocent;<br />surkh=red; lahoo= blood; Hurmat= respect; fasana=story;<br />ashq=tears;<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-7127172955527707253?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-868025427986009922007-06-11T07:13:00.000-07:002007-06-11T07:20:46.175-07:00Vichitra hai kshitij pe, chandrama gumshuda sa<br />Kampit ho raha hriday aj phir marmita sa<br /><br />Chanchal krinay aur chandni nai dastak di hai<br />Shobhit hai diwas, sham main ujyala sa<br /><br />Us prahri ke aseem prayas safal hue<br />So raha jag, ban gaya swapn darpan sa<br /><br />Tere aagman ki pratiksha main man vairagi hai<br />Dar phir hai ki dil ho na jaye diljala sa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-86802542798600992?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-70632893443323449912007-04-04T08:37:00.000-07:002007-04-04T08:45:47.573-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />har pal har shama khamosh gumsum hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ek bebas aawaz chupchap dharakti hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kaoi to ho jo subah se pahle aye </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">is tarik rat main ek shama jalaye</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">main qlalam ke aasuon ko rokta raha </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh shab-e-gham youn tarapta raha </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh khoon zameen pe kisne bahaya hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">aisa lagta hai koi lot aya hai </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ham farishton ko bhi millat main mila lete </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">khoon insaniyat ka gar you na bahate </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt thahar chuka hai yeh meraj kaisi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shayad sehar hone ko hai pahle jaisi</span><br /><br />sehar=morning;shab-eghab: night of mourning;<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-7063289344332344991?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-90573968240638142142007-04-01T07:49:00.000-07:002007-07-15T07:45:15.830-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />paigham gar mohabbat ho insaniyat ka</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to shigaaf na ho phir ittehad main</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh aawaz dein to kahna justojoo hai bas</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ho amn aur sukoon phir bazar main</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">subah se lash uthata hun sham tak</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kate hain sar kisne phir makan main</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt aur lamha palat nahin sakta</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kash voh fiza ho phir avaam main</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har gali khush rang kahkashan si ho</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">aao baland hath karein phir dua main</span><br /><br />paigham=message; shigaaf=divide; ittehad=unity;<br />amn=peace;lash=dead body, avaam=citizens;<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">[I have written this poem in hope to stop all kind of bloodshed. Lets pray for peace and serenity in each and every corner of mother earth.]<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-9057396824063814214?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-25297208143638703952007-03-09T19:26:00.000-08:002007-03-09T19:28:15.022-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />raqbat-e-ilahi aur zehan pak hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh kin uchaiyon ko chu liya maine</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sajde main sar hai kham,koi nahin hai gham</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">teri bandigi main khud ko kho diya maine</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">na chahiye mujhe jannat na hai dozaq ka khauf</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kam jo a sake to sar apna kata diya maine</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har lamha har waqt bas tu nazar ata hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh kaisa moijza hai ki dard pi liya maine<br /></span><br />raqbat-e-ilahi=divine love; moijza=miracle; <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-2529720814363870395?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-66057142347698270732007-03-07T09:58:00.000-08:002007-03-07T09:59:01.925-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;">voh jo subah na ho saki</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh jo shama na jal saki</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt rukta nahin kisi ke liye</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">main barhta raha usi ke liye</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ye kaisa bhanvar,kaisi khamoshi </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jis taraf nigah hai </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">vahan rah nahin dikhti hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ab phir se sonchta hun</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ki kyon main dhoondhta hun</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kahan hai voh saqi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jo hai nahin baqi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shabd gumsum, tareeki si chayi hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shayad kho chuka main yahin</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ya jaan baqi hai kahin?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6605714234769827073?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-53353632742679337922007-03-06T08:14:00.000-08:002007-03-07T09:44:30.795-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />na roko is tarah ki main ja nahin sakta </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh bulaenge to kya main a nahin sakta</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shab hogi ya sahar hogi kisko fiza ka khauf?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">us waqt hosh hoga yeh bata nahin sakta </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">phir yahi sham, phir vahi khushnuma khayal hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">haya main chip raha ki sir chipa nahin sakta </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">main badal ki tanhayi ko na samjha kabhi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ashq hain jari ki juda ho nahin sakta</span><span><br /><br />shab=night;sahar=morning</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />;khauf=fear</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5335363274267933792?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-18420067391341056562007-03-06T07:20:00.000-08:002007-03-06T14:58:29.966-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />shabdon ke pher main na uljho is tarah </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh awazein hain jo tumhein kha lengi</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mera man to sada tha aur seedha rahega</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jo puch rahe ho tum, kya khayal hai?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">aj phir main sonchta hun voh bete hue din</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt thahar chuka hai, nabz baqi hai abhi</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sharmindagi nahin, par haya to ati hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">nam tera mahfil main kis ne pukara hai?<br /><br />nabz=pulse;<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-1842006739134105656?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-56733301386435723192007-03-05T12:18:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.831-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />ummid qayam hai taqdeer har waqt banti hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mere rahbar teri tasveer bar-aqs banti hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tasavur-e-ilahi aur tera gham jana</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jis traf dil hai vahan rah savarti hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh kaise marasim hain jo har waqt hain taza</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dard hota hai dil main to tees si uthti hai</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">hamein kon samjahay ki mohabbat kya hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh bat bhi karte hain jahan bat nahin banti hai<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>Taqdeer=fortune; rahbar: guide; bar-aqs=face to face;<br />tasavur-e-ilahi= thinking about God; rah=way; marasim= relations;<br />tees=pain <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5673330138643572319?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-3089451894592713892007-03-05T11:49:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.832-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />asmanon ki har kashish ko chumta chala</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yun jhoomta chala ki main ghoomta chala</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dil-e-ashiqi main bhi bahut se arman qayam hain</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">phir yeh sanjidgi ka alam kyon chata chala</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh kon hai jo madhoshiyon main hosh rakhta hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">khumari ka yeh asar ki main dubta chala</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">masjidain bula rahi hain aur maikhane saje hue</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mujhko nahin hai hosh ki main chalta chala </span><br /><br />maikhane=bars; masjid=mosque<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-308945189459271389?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-69505827182240440712007-03-05T08:32:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.832-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;">bar-aqs ho gayi zindagi tufaaan ke ane par</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">maut ho jati sharminda insaniyat ke jane par</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">hai har ghar main chirag is bat ka parcham</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ki moijze baqi hain kuch aur dikhane par</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">garibi teri bebasi aur teri tanhayi ka alam</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">badal na sakega yun amiri ke ane par</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shan-e-haq aur batil ke beech ka farq zinda hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">varna sab khatm ho chuka hota uske jane par<br /><br />batil=evil; shan-e-haq=good; moijze=miracle;<br />bar-aqs=rubaroo (face to face); parcham=flag; <br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-6950582718224044071?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-50782201277477524122007-03-04T09:36:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.832-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />naqsh dil main sajoye rakhe hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ashq hamne bhigoye rakhe hain</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">al-muntazir ap ki amad main ham</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">daman apna bichaye rakhe hain </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">har lamha har waqt tera intezar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">qayam vujood dil main beqarar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mahfil jo sham se saj na saki</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mehmaan apke bulaye baithey hain<br /><br />---Tribute to "Mahdi"<br /><br />ashq=tears; al-munatzair=awaiting;<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5078220127747752412?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-35252445840763929462007-03-04T08:51:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.833-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />pratibimb chakrit hai, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">koi use vishram to de.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">thak chuke ab yeh asoon,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">koi inhein tham to le.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />surya nikla hai chitij pe, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">uski hi mahima hai.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">pushp jo mahak utha,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">uski hi garima hai.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">bik rahi bazaron main, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">apsara mere khwabon ki.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">pawitra hai vishisht hai, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">koi uska dam to de.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeh sanyog hai yo viyog,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shrangar ka abhilashi man.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kis tarah milenge priyatam,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">koi mujhe jawab to de.<br /><br />chakrit=disturbed; vishram=rest;<br />chitij=horizon.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3525244584076392946?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-53349615102212332042007-02-05T11:25:00.000-08:002007-02-05T11:30:44.369-08:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Listening to the idea that machines can overthrow humans is hard to believe but could be a possibility with very high probability. Similar ideas were also expressed in popular science fiction movies such as Matrix and I-Robot but I have never realized the incumbent danger. On reading someone who has provided the whole world a new direction with his programming tools like UNIX operating system and Vi Editor makes me think in the similar way. Probably I am also a part of neo-ludditism or I am not, it doesn’t make a difference because we all need to re evaluate our technological progress. Are we going in the right direction? Should we retard the process of development? What should be the limit of it and is it the end of the world which we are approaching? There are many questions which remains unanswered in my mind after reading this article from Bill Joy.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">“<i style="">Nature has given enough to meet man’s need but not enough to meet man’s greed</i>”. The famous saying of Mahatma Gandhi echoes from somewhere nears the horizon. Man should stop being more and more greedy of technology. But is not the greed of seeking knowledge is good? In our pursuit we have got struck. Should we move forward or should we look backward. What are the solutions? I think Bill Joy himself has no answers at the end of writing this article. However an immediate action could be putting up a strong regulation on the development of GNR technologies. But this can only be a temporary treatment and not the permanent cure of the problem.</span></p><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5334961510221233204?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-86344283771310140282007-01-12T20:42:00.000-08:002007-02-05T11:29:39.238-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Bari shiddat se pucha hai maine apka nam<br />Khud batayengi ya muntazir rahoon umr tamam<br /><br />Bismiallah ki tarah rakhoonga nam sar ankhon pe<br />phir sajda karoonga main uski subh aur sham<br /><br />Voh qayamat ka din hoga jab tu hamnam ho jaye<br />sabz patton pe milayenge tab ham jam se jam<br /><br />yeh kya moijza hai ki tu itna pakiza ban gaya<br />ghazal beabroo ho jaye ki kis tarah loon tera nam<br /><br />muntazir= awaiting, bismillah: start in the name of Allah<br />sabz: green, hamnam: sharing same name, moijza: miracle<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-8634428377131014028?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-49021329381326641882007-01-12T20:04:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.833-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Sabr zamin hai teri azmaish ka<br />Jo furat khud na chali aye, tu use rok de<br /><br />Shiddat-e-tashna-dahani tera kya imtehaan legi<br />Jo teer gale ke par ho jaye tu use rok de<br /><br />Farsh-e-aza pe tera sajda qayam hai aj<br />Jo shimr hath barhaye, tu use rok de<br /><br />Justujoo yeh ki voh bepardah na ho<br />Jo chadar chin ke le jaye, tu use rok de</span><br /><br />zamin: guarantor, furat: stream of water,<br />Shiddate-e-tashna-dahani: thirst<br />farsh-e-aza: place for mourning<br />shimr: the person who killed Him<br /><br /><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4902132938132664188?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-16185298935486678202007-01-02T09:26:00.000-08:002007-01-02T09:44:13.477-08:00<p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">He was the harbinger of truth<br />The peaceful calm and strong identity<br />Living in an old village<br />Giving directions to the land<br />Its occupation and future interests<br />His words were his best arms<span style=""> </span><br />Actions from the depth of contemplation<br />Experimenting that hidden philosophy<br />He lived in his own way<br />Protecting those beliefs<br />Which were never recognized<br />Where went those followers?<br />Promised to reciprocate<br />In the land of misery<br />With in that untouched spiritual abode<br />He lives like an unknown</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-1618529893548667820?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-25053763753599446722006-12-11T08:48:00.000-08:002006-12-11T10:44:13.428-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />koi nikla hai dil se tamanna ban ke</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt thahar chuka hai tamasha ban ke</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">subh aur sham ke maikhanon main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">rahta main kis qadar tanha ban ke</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shab-e-akhir kashmash main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">jalta hun main parvana ban ke</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">waqt kam hai phir bhi khayalon main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">uski gali se nikloonga janaza ban ke</span><br /><br />maikhana=bars, janaza=dead body<br />shab-e-akhir= last night<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-2505376375359944672?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-53474336958742815002006-12-10T08:15:00.000-08:002006-12-10T08:25:32.812-08:00<em>Confessions from the past<br />Who will take care?<br />Learn from your mistakes<br />Why should I be?<br /><br />I am the glorified soul<br />Should not be mistaken.<br />The spirit is flowing through my veins<br />And my heart enjoys impunity<br />Purified as if it was never defiled<br />Look into the pictures<br />They will speak you the truth.<br /><br />Cherish the blossom of the evening flow.<br />The Morning dew will come to bow.<br />So far so I am<br />Omnipresent in the snow</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5347433695874281500?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-28493121207745463912006-12-09T08:52:00.000-08:002006-12-10T06:58:02.443-08:00<p class="MsoBodyText" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Born in a land of revolutionist thoughts how can one be so emotionless. The feelings and your desire will trade off. And sometimes it depend upon you how you decide your limits. Sky is infinite and the God has created a universe full of mystery. But there are places where you might not want to go, full of darkness and solitude, the one in a picture. There is calm and pleasure that you will never enjoy. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)">Because the world is suffering..........................</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"> </span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-2849312120774546391?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-37001325276151029802006-12-08T19:18:00.000-08:002006-12-08T19:20:33.481-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Ankhen purnam ho gayin teri yad ane ke bad</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Zindagi khushnuma hoti tere chale jane ke bad</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tarkash main tanhayi hai to kiska aitbar karoon</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">voh phir se rula jati hai bhul jane ke bad. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3700132527615102980?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-35718248767992996242006-12-07T20:06:00.000-08:002007-07-15T07:45:15.833-07:00<span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><br />Maqsade hayat-e-Islam ki unvaan zainab<br />Karbala-o-sham ke bazar ki mehmaan zainab<br /><br />Asiri ke alam main paikare karvan bangayi<br />Shab ki tariki main jalti hui ek shama zainab<br /><br />Be pardah ho ke bhi misle hijaab thi<br />Pardah dari ki shaan Fatima ki jaan zainab<br /><br />Chup gayi badalon main is tarah ki dastan ban gayi<br />Zikre masayb-e-husain ki pahli zakarah zainab<br /><br />--A tribute to HER<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3571824876799299624?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-77801845450552900362006-12-06T12:39:00.000-08:002006-12-10T06:59:32.206-08:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-STYLE: italic">naqsh faryādī hai kis kī shokhī-e tahrīr kā<br />kāġhażī hai pairahan har paikar-e tasvīr kā</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">--Ghalib<br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><em>Who those pictures complain about I see all of them wearing paper clothes.</em> After arriving at the land of opportunities and dreams, I feel still connected with those clumsy streets and stinky gardens. Where went those beggars on the footpath and where are those sleeping animals? Have I ever lived in a place like that? The pictures are getting blurred in my mind. There must be some reflection. There was some noise, a loud serenity. My ‘marasim’ with my world cannot be broken. Links of my chains are on fire and in captive too, I will take birth to get free.<br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-7780184545055290036?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-47070523179675784752006-12-06T09:43:00.000-08:002006-12-06T09:50:53.506-08:00Something just wrote straight from the heart (Ekdum <span style="font-style: italic;">Dil Se</span>.....)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ai zulm teri mazar pe baraste rahein ge phool</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ham bhi tere sukoon ki inteha dekhenge.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Khatm kabhi na hoga hamara yeh Inqlaab</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tere ghar main har chipa hisaab dekhenge.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ho nahin sakta shigaaf hamare ittehad main</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tu cheez kya hai aur teri bisaat dekhenge.</span><br /><br />Meanings Shigaaf (break), ittehad (unity)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-4707052317967578475?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-6730210159339616092006-12-06T09:05:00.000-08:002006-12-06T09:06:35.554-08:00The mother of all causes<br />How much blood will you shed..?<br /><br />..read this full picture after some time<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-673021015933961609?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-77397716284871915872006-12-06T08:54:00.001-08:002006-12-06T09:02:44.198-08:00Because here I am not afraid where the truth leads me. Full blog coming soon....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-7739771628487191587?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-54085156352399071012006-12-03T18:26:00.000-08:002006-12-07T20:27:29.013-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Creeping flows</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Stagnant and reversible</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No turns no jerks</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Everything so constant</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ah! that linearity</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wish the life look like</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As if in the mirror</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Reflections but so different</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Changing ever</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Never goes back</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The law of nature</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-5408515635239907101?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457068669618630387.post-33798114134531422572006-11-25T15:32:00.000-08:002006-12-07T20:24:28.929-08:00<p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Measuring life in seconds <o:p></o:p><br />How long will it take?<o:p></o:p><br />The death or the end<o:p></o:p><br />Will it soon take place?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I believe I have done enough<o:p></o:p><br />Still there is so much to do<o:p></o:p><br />The sorrow and the pain<o:p></o:p><br />Will never end<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Discomfort in comfort<o:p></o:p><br />What a mystery...?<o:p></o:p><br />The corner and the walls<o:p></o:p><br />Will never depart<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">So much serenity <o:p></o:p><br />Such a noisy place<o:p></o:p><br />How can I feel your face?<o:p></o:p><br />Will you show it at the day?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I left you at my birth<o:p></o:p><br />I shall meet you in the dark<o:p></o:p><br />Should I come before the dawn?<o:p></o:p><br />Will you call me at your place?</span></p><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" > </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5457068669618630387-3379811413453142257?l=timesofhaider.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ali Haiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194770632524405663noreply@blogger.com0