Thursday, April 29, 2010

Yaadon ke Jazirey may--Nasir Kazmi


Yadon ke be-nishan jaseeron se

Teri Awaz aarahi hai abhi

Syed Nasir Raza Kazmi, (1925-1972) (Urdu: سید ناصر رضا كاظمی ) was a renowned Urdu poet of Pakistan. He was one of the greatest poets of this era, especially in the use of "ista'aaray" and "chhotee beher".

Kazmi was born on December 8, 1925 at Ambala in British India. He was educated at Ambala, Simla and Lahore. He returned to Ambala in 1945 and started looking after his ancestral land. After the creation of Pakistan in 1947, he came to Lahore. He did some journalistic work withAuraq-e-Nau as an editor and became editor-in-chief of the magazine Humayun in 1952. Later he was associated with Radio Pakistan, Lahore and other literary publications and organizations.

Nasir Kazmi started his poetic life in 1940 by following the style of Akhtar Sherani and wrote romantic poems and sonnets. Later he began writing ghazals under the guidance of Hafeez Hoshyarpuri. He was a great admirer of Mir Taqi Mir and probably the melancholy and "Ehsaas-e-Mehroomi" in his poetry was a direct result of that. His tutor in poetry was Hafeez Hoshyarpuri, who himself used a lot of symbols from nature in his poems.

Nasir, few days before his death, said in a TV interview by Intezaar Hussain, that 'horse riding, hunting, wandering in a village, walk along the river side, visiting mountains etc were my favourite pastimes and probably this was the time when my mind got nourishment for loving nature and getting close to the expression of poetry. All my hobbies are related with fine arts, like singing, poetry, hunting, chess, love of birds, love of trees etc... i started poetry because I used to reflect that all the beautiful things those I see, and those in nature are not in my hands, and they go away from me. Few moments, that time which dies, cannot be made alive. I think can be alive in poetry, that is why I(Nasir) started poetry!' Nowadays, very few people may remember that Nasir used to hum his poetic verses and that humming had much attraction in it.

He migrated from Ambala, India to Lahore Pakistan in August 1947. He also worked as a Staff Editor in Radio Pakistan. He used to sit at Tea House and wander at Mall Rd, Lahore with his friends. He was fond of eating, wandering and enjoying life. Normally people take him as a sad poet but most of his poetry is based on romantic happiness and the aspect of hope.

His last four books tragically were published after his death. He died in Lahore on March 2, 1972 due to stomach cancer. Few people know that he did some great translations of English poets, especially his translation of Walt Whitman's "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry" by the title of "Brooklyn Ghaat Ke Paar" is a real masterpiece and worth reading.

Yaas may jub kabhi aansu nikla

Ek naii aas ka pehlu nikla

Books

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§ Barg-e-Nae (1952)

§ Deewaan (1972)

§ Pehli Baarish (1975)

§ Nishat-e-Khwab (Collection of nazms, 1977)

§ Sur Ki Chhaya (Manzoom Drama, Katha 1981)

§ Khushk Chashme ke Kinare (Prose, 1982 edited by Hassan Sultan Kazmi, New Edition 1990, essays, radio features, dialogues, editorials, last interview etc)

§ Nasir Kazmi Ki Dairy (Chand Pareshan Kaghaz) (Autobiography, 1995 compiled by Hassan Sultan Kazmi)

§ Intekhab-e-Meer (poetry 1989)

§ Intekhab-e-Nazeer (poetry 1990)

§ Intekhab-e-Wali Dakni (poetry 1991)

§ Intekhab-e-Insha (poetry 1991)

§ 'Intekhabs' of other poets

Some of the famous ghazals and nazms of Nasir Kazmi

§ kaun is raah se guzartaa hai

§ terii zulfoN ke bikharne kaa sabab hai ko'ii

§ dukh kii lehar ne chheRaa hogaa

§ dil meN ek lehar sii uThii hai abhii

§ naaz-e-be-gaangii meN kyaa kuch thaa

§ O ! mere masruuf Khudaa

§ yaas meN jab kabhii aaNsuu niklaa

§ ko'ii jiye yaa ko'ii mare

§ be minnat-e-Khizr-e-raah rahnaa

§ jurm-e-inkaar kii sazaa hii de

§ jab raat gaye tiri yaad aayii, sau tareh se jii ko behlaaya

§ tere aane kaa dhokaa saa rahaa hai

§ tanhaa ishq ke khwaab na bun

§ fikr-e-taameer-e-aashiaN bhi hai

§ rang barsaat ne bhare kuch to

§ kise dekhein kahaaN dekha na jaye

§ karta use beqarar kuch der

§ wo dil nawaz hai lekin nazar shanaas nahi

§ Neeyat e shauq bhar na jaye kahiin

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Ek Haseen Shahkaar--- Shayer Mohsin Naqvi


zikr-e-shab-e-firaaq se vahashat use bhii thii 
merii tarah kisii se muhabbat use bhii thii
 
mujh ko bhii shauq thaa naye cheharon kii diid kaa
rastaa badal ke chalane kii aadat use bhii thii
 
us raat der tak vo rahaa mahv-e-guftaguu
masruuf main bhii kam thaa faraaGat use bhii thii
 
sunataa thaa vo bhii sab se puraanii kahaaniyaaN
taazaa rafaaqaton kii zaruurat use bhii thii
 
mujh se bichhaD ke shahar men ghul mil gayaa vo shaKhs
haalaaNke shahar bhar se raqabat use bhii thii
 
vo mujh se baDh ke zabt kaa aadii thaa jii gayaa
varnaa har ek saaNs qayaamat use bhii thii
 
 
hamaaraa kyaa hai ke ham to chiraaG-e-shab kii tarah 
agar jale bhii to bas itanii raushanii hogii 
ke jaise tund andheron kii raah men juganuu 
zaraa sii der ko chamake chamak ke kho jaaye 
phir is ke baad kisii ko na kuchh sujhaa_ii de 
na shab kaTe na suraaG-e-sahar dikhaa_ii de 
hamaaraa kyaa hai ke ham to pas-e-Gubaar-e-safar 
agar chale bhii to bas itanii raah tay hogii 
ke tez havaaon kii zard maa_il naqsh-e-qadam 
zaraa sii der ko ubhare ubhar ke mit jaaye 
phir us ke baad na raastaa na rah_guzar mile 
hadd-e-nigaah talak dasht-e-bekinar mile 
hamaarii simt na dekho ke ko_ii der men ham 
qabiilaa-e-dil-o-jaan judaa hone vaale hain 
base basaaye huye shahar apanii aaNkhon ke 
misal-e-khaanaa-e-viiraan ujaDane vaale hain 
havaa kaa shor ye hii hai to dekhate rahanaa 

hamaarii umar ke Khemen ukhaDane vaale hain


ret par likh ke meraa naam miTaayaa na karo 
aaNkhen sach bolatii hain pyaar chupaayaa na karo 
 
log har baat kaa afsaana banaa lete hain 
sab ko haalaat kii rudaad sunaayaa na karo 
 
ye zaruurii nahiin har shaKhs masiihaa hii ho 
pyaar ke zaKhm amaanat hain dikhaayaa na karo 
 
shahar-e-ehasaas men pattharaav bahut hain 'Mohsin'
dil ko shiishe ke jharonkhon men sajaayaa na karo
 
 
bichhaD ke mujh se kabhii tuu ne ye bhii sochaa hai
adhuuraa chaaNd bhii kitanaa udaas lagataa hai
 
ye vasl kaa lamhaa hai ise raayegaaN na samajh
ke is ke baad vahii duuriyon kaa saharaa hai
 
kuchh aur der na jhaDataa udaasiyon kaa shajar
kise Khabar tere saaye men kaun baiThaa hai
 
ye rakh-rakhaao muhabbat sikhaa ga_ii us ko
vo ruuTh kar bhii mujhe muskuraa ke milataa hai
 
main kis tarah tujhe dekhuuN nazar jhijhakatii hai
teraa badan hai ke ye aa_iinon kaa dariyaa hai
 
 
Dil ne tanha jhaili raat
Hijr ki raat, sahaili raat

Din waale kab boojh sake
Mushkil shaam pahaili raat

Ik safe ki tashreehein
Chand, chakor,chanbaili, raat

Din apne har dard ka dost
Is ki aik sahaili raat

Ik sunsaan nagar har saans
Ik weeraan hawaili raat

Is ka roop har kie dhoop
Meri sard hathaili raat

Is ki aankh se chalke shaam
Us ki zulf se khaili raat

Mohsin ke anjaam ke naam
Hijr ki naii nawaili raat
 

Jub zakh'm dehakne waale hon
Aur khushboo ke paigham millein
Aur apne dareeda daaman ke
Jub chaak sillein
Dil dukhta hai

Jub aankhein khud se khwaab bunnein
Khwaabon ma bisre chehron ki
Jub bheeR lagge
Us bheeR ma tum kho jaao
Dil dukhta hai

Jub hub's baRhe tanhaaii ka
Jub khwaab jalle
Jub aankh bujhe
Tum yaad aao
Dil dukhta hai

Chehry Parrta Ankhein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Mein Bhi Kaisi Batein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Sary Jism Darakhton Jaisy Lagty Hein
Or Banhoo Ko Shakhein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Tujh Ko Khat Likhny K Tevar Bhool Gaey
Aarhi Tirchhi Satrein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Tere Hijar Me Or Mujhy Kiya Karna He
Tere Naam Kitabein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Teri Zulf K Saey Dheyan Me Rehty Hein
Mein Subhoon Ko Shamein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Apny Peyar Ki Phool Mehakti Rahoon Me
Logon Ki Deewarin Likhta Rehta Hoon
Tujh Se Mil Kar Sary Dukh Dohraon Ga
Hijar Ki Sari Batein Likhta Rehta Hoon
Sokhy Phol Kitabein Zakhum Judai K
Teri Sab Soghatin Likhta Rehta Hoon
Os Ki Bheegi Palkein Hansti Rehti Hein
Mohsin Jab Tak Ghazlein Likhta Rehta Hoon

mar hi dal mujhe chasm-e-ada se pahle
apni manzil ko pahunch jaun qaza se pahle

ik nazar dekh lun a jao qaza se pahle
tum se milne ki tamanna hai Khuda se pahle

hashr k roz main puchunga Khuda se pahle
tu ne roka nahin kyun mujhko khata se pahle

ai meri maut thahar unko zara ane de
zahar ka jam na de mujhko dawa se pahle

hath pahunche bhi na the zulf dota tak "Momin"
hathkari dal di zalim ne khata se pahle

Maghror hi sahi magar acha bohat laga
Wo ajnabi to tha per apna laga
Rotha hua tha hans to para muj ko dekh kar
muj ko is qadar dilasa boht laga
Wo jis k dam qadam se theem basti ki ronakain
Basti ujar gai to akela bohat laga
Kohar main jaisay khazan ka chand
Mailay libas mai wo pyara bohat laga
Resham pehn k bhi mery qeemat barh na saki
Khaddar bhi us k jisam per mehnga bohat laga
Mohsin jab aainey pe meri sans jam gai
Mujh ko khud apna aks be dundhla bohat laga