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A tribute to Ajmal Khattak
Paradise
I asked a mullah, what do you think is Paradise like? He ran his fingers through his beard and said “Fresh fruits and rivers of milk” A talib (student) was sitting nearby I asked him, what do you say? He put aside the book of Zulekha he was reading, and said “Beautiful women with (tattooed) green dots on their cheeks” A shaikh stood nearby, rolling his tasbeeh (rosary) He stroked his beard and said (questioning the talib): “No, it’s not like that!” “Paradise is beautiful servant boys and heavenly music.” A khan raised his head from a lengthy sajda (prostration in prayer) What is your opinion, Khan Sahib? I asked He adjusted his turban and said “The luxuriously furnished and perfumed mansions” Nearby, a labourer stood in his tattered clothes I asked him, do you know what Paradise is? He wiped the sweat from his brow and said “It’s a full stomach and deep slumber” A man, in dishevelled hair, passed by, lost in his thoughts I asked, what do you say, philosopher? Smoothing his hair, he said: “It’s nothing but dreams conjured up to please man” (Confused) I looked down into my heart and then looked up into the blue sky; and heard a murmur in reply: “Paradise is your home where you are the master, and at liberty; and if you cannot attain the freedom, then sacrifice on the path to freedom, as an ideal, is Paradise; Be it hellfire or the gallows”. |
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Great . . . but is not it from Ghani Khan baba?
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thanks
May his soul be in eternal peace.
its beyond of words to pin down some compliments for this matchless poet and leader.No doubt that he his done more than enough not only for pushtun literature,culture but also 4 pushtun ppl as whole .His endless efforts honesty,and loyalty is wrriten in the books of history wid golden letters wasalam
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No dear it is from Ajmal Khattak baba, the great pashtun leader and scholar, which was published in his masterpiece "Da Ghairat Chagha".
Here is another one: Oh the Creator of great miracles May a wish of mine be listened May I sacrifice (smolder) myself in the name of Your foggy evening May one's heart burning into smokes be seen In the name of Your violent gales and storms I have a sigh to send In the name of Your wavy rivers My eyes got full of tears, want to shed them May it not become a sin to open lips (speak something) May one's cry not exclude one from the sphere of Your religion May I sacrifice myself in the name of the bounties of Your paradise I am crying for the hungry fellows of THIS world May I be protected from the scorpions of Your hell I am crying of the scorpions of my this world Here, we are dying of hunger And there we will be the fuel of Your hell Here, we are the food of these butchers And there we will be the food of those hell's snakes Neither we could dare to commit sins nor could we wash away our sins Neither could we enjoy this world nor could we prepare ourselves for the next May I sacrifice myself before Your sharp decisions But I am confused which law should I follow You are burying/digging Your Qaroon deep into earth Why should I accept my Qaroon digging me into earth My Lord, I agree on whatever You like I can even tie stones to my tummy to kill my hunger But when I look at the snakes on our treasuries After all, I am a human being, how can I remain senseless and quiet My heart is getting full of burden, I can't stop it any more I prefer to get my mouth broken rather but can’t sew it I swear on the last breaths of those hungry fellows who die longing for Your paradise I can't watch them any more in this hell I swear on the minarets of Your paradise Either on the vast chest of this earth Give me my life, my paradise Or before dieing for hell with my empty-stomach Let me shout once loudly So that I can either feed your hungry beings with your bounties Or feed the crows with my flesh . (May his soul rest in peace)
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