chaaragar-maKhdoom

چارہ گر ۔ مخدوم محی الدین

 

اک چنبیلی کے منڈوے تلے

میکدے سے ذرا دور اُس موڑ پر

دو بدن

پیار کی آگ میں جل گئے

 

پیار حرفِ وفا

پیار اُنکا خدا

پیار اُنکی چتا

 

دو بدن

اُوس میں بھیگتے چاندنی میں نہاتے ہوے

جیسے دو تازہ رُو تازہ دم پھول پچھلے پہر

 

ٹھنڈی ٹھنڈی سبک رُو چمن کی ہوا

صرفِ ماتم ہوی

کالی کالی لٹوں سے لپٹ گرم رُخسار پر

ایک پل کے لئے رُک گئی

 

ہم نے دیکھا اُنھیں

دِن میں اور رات میں

نور و ظلمات میں

 

مسجدوں کے مناروں نے دیکھا اُنہیں

مندروں کے کواڑوں نے دیکھا اُنہیں

میکدے کے دراڑوں نے دیکھا اُنہیں

 

از ازل تا ابد

یہ بتا چارہ گر

تیری زنبیل میں

نسخہ کیمیائے محبت بھی ہے

کچھ علاج و مداوائے اُلفت بھی ہے

 

اک چنبیلی کے منڈوے تلے

میکدے سے ذرا دور اُس موڑ پر

دو بدن

چارہ گر

चारागर – मख़दूम मोहिउद्दीन

 

एक चमेली के मंडवे तले

मैकदे से ज़रा दूर उस मोड़ पर

दो बदन

प्यार कि आग में जल गए

 

प्यार हर्फ़ ए वफ़ा

प्यार उनका ख़ुदा

प्यार उनकी चिता

 

दो बदन

ओस में भीगते चांदनी में नहाते हुए

जैसे दो ताज़ा रू ताज़ा दम फूल पिछले पहर

 

ठंडी ठंडी सुबक रू चमन की हवा

सर्फ़ ए मातम हुई

काली काली लटों से लिपट गर्म रुख़सार पर

एक पल के लिए रुक गई

 

हम ने देखा उन्हें

दिन में और रात में

नूर ओ ज़ुल्मात में

मस्जिदों के मीनारों ने देखा उन्हें

मंदिरों के किवाड़ों ने देखा उन्हें

मैकदे के दराडौं ने देखा उन्हें

 

अज़ अज़ल ता अबद

ये बता चारागर

तेरी जंबील में

नुस्ख़ा ए कीमिया ए मोहब्बत भी है

कुछ इलाज ओ मदावा ए उल्फ़त भी है

 

एक चमेली के मंडवे तले

मैकदे से ज़रा दूर उस मोड़ पर

दो बदन

चारागर

chaaragar – maKhdoom mohiuddin

Click here for ali sardar jafri’s story on this nazm and on any passage for word meanings and discussion. A story is told in ali sardar jafri’s beautiful video series “kahkashaaN”, on the lives of urdu poets. maKhdoom was charged and convicted of sedition (1941) and was serving time in Hyderabad Central Jail. A young man landed in the same cell. It turned out that he was planning to marry a young woman whose father disapproved of the match. Her father, influential in official circles, was able to get the young man arrested and thrown in jail on trumped up charges. The young woman was married off to a landlord’s son. The young man upon his release (and influenced by maKhdoom) worked in the landless peasant movement because of which landlords (including the father and son) fled (abandoning the young woman). The two young lovers were rejoined but killed themselves and were buried under a jasmine bower. The video suggests that this was maKhdoom’s ode to the young lovers.

ek chameli ke manDve tale`
maikade1 se zara duur us moR par
do badan
pyar ki aag meN jal gaye
1.tavern
Beneath yonder jasmine bower, past the tavern around the corner, two loving souls (lie buried-implied in sardar jafri’s video series), consumed in the fire of love.

pyaar harf e vafa2
pyaar unka Khuda
pyaar unki chita3 
2.word of faith/promise 3.funeral pyre
Love their, promise of faith, their only god. Burnt on the pyre of love. Love, their only salvation.

do badan
oas4 meN bheegte chandni meN nahate hue
jaise do taza ruu5 taza dam6 phool pichhle pahar7 
4.dew 5.fresh, young 6.fresh/new breath/life (newly opened flowers) 7.just past
Two loving souls, soaked in dew, bathed in silver moonlight, like two fresh flowers, just blossomed.

ThanDi ThanDi subak rau8 chaman kii hava
sarf e matam9 hui
kaali kaali laToN10 se lipaT garm ruKhsar11 par
aek pal ke liye ruk gayee
8.gentle flow 9.busy/engrossed in mourning 10.dark tresses 11.warm face/cheeks
The soft cool breeze of the garden mourning their loss, steals into her dark tresses, hugging her warm face, dwells longingly for a brief moment.

hum ne dekha unheN
din meN aur raat meN
noor o zulmaat12 meN
12.light and darkness
We see/have seen them, by day and by night, in darkness and in light.

masjidoN ke minaroN ne dekha unheN
mandiroN ke kivaRoN13 ne dekha unheN
maikade ke daraRoN14 ne dekha unheN
13.doors, portals 14.rifts, cracks, chinks
The minarets of the mosques bear witness, the portals of temple see them, the chinks in the tavern door too.

az azal15 ta abad16
ye bata chaaragar17
teri zanbeel18 meN
nusKha19 e keemiya20 e mohabbat bhi hai
kuchh ilaaj o madaava21 e ulfat22 bhi hai
15.from the beginning (of creation) 16.to the end 17.healer, saviour 18.sack, bag 19.formula 20.chemistry 21.remedy 22.love
From beginning to end, for all eternity, tell me O Healer, in your sack of potions, is there a formula for the magical chemistry of love? Is there a cure to heal the pain of love.

ek chameli ke manDve tale`
maikade se zara duur us moR par
do badan
chaaragar
Beneath the jasmine bower, just past the tavern around the corner, two loving souls, O Healer.

chaaragar – maKhdoom mohiuddin

A story is told in ali sardar jafri’s beautiful video series “kahkashaaN”, on the lives of urdu poets. maKhdoom was charged and convicted of sedition (1941) and was serving time in Hyderabad Central Jail. A young man landed in the same cell. It turned out that he was planning to marry a young woman whose father disapproved of the match. Her father, influential in official circles, was able to get the young man arrested and thrown in jail on trumped up charges. The young woman was married off to a landlord’s son. The young man upon his release (and influenced by maKhdoom) worked in the landless peasant movement because of which landlords (including the father and son) fled (abandoning the young woman). The two young lovers were rejoined but killed themselves and were buried under a jasmine bower. The video suggests that this was maKhdoom’s ode to the young lovers.

ek chameli ke manDve tale`
maikade1 se zara duur us moR par
do badan
pyar ki aag meN jal gaye

1.tavern

Beneath yonder jasmine bower, past the tavern around the corner, two loving souls (lie buried-implied in sardar jafri’s video series), consumed in the fire of love.

pyaar harf e vafa2
pyaar unka Khuda
pyaar unki chita3

2.word of faith/promise 3.funeral pyre

Love their,  promise of faith, their only god.  Burnt on the pyre of love.  Love, their only salvation.

do badan
oas4 meN bheegte chandni meN nahate hue
jaise do taza ruu5 taza dam6 phool pichhle pahar7

4.dew 5.fresh, young 6.fresh/new breath/life (newly opened flowers) 7.just past

Two loving souls, soaked in dew, bathed in silver moonlight, like two fresh flowers, just blossomed.

ThanDi ThanDi subak ruu8 chaman kii hava
sarf e matam9 hui
kaali kaali laToN10 se lipaT garm ruKhsar11 par
aek pal ke liye ruk gayee

8.gentle flow 9.busy/engrossed in mourning 10.dark tresses 11.warm face/cheeks

The soft cool breeze of the garden mourning their loss, steals into her dark tresses, hugging her warm face, dwells longingly for a brief moment.

hum ne dekha unheN
din meN aur raat meN
noor o zulmaat12 meN

12.light and darkness

We see/have seen them, by day and by night, in darkness and in light.

masjidoN ke minaroN ne dekha unheN
mandiroN ke kivaRoN13 ne dekha unheN
maikade ke daraRoN14 ne dekha unheN

13.doors, portals 14.rifts, cracks, chinks

The minarets of the mosques bear witness, the portals of temple see them, the chinks in the tavern door too.

az azal15 ta abad16
ye bata chaaragar17
teri zanbeel18 meN
nusKha19 e keemiya20 e mohabbat bhi hai
kuchh ilaaj o madaava21 e ulfat22 bhi hai

15.from the beginning (of creation) 16.to the end 17.healer, saviour 18.sack, bag 19.formula 20.chemistry 21.remedy 22.love

From beginning to end, for all eternity, tell me O Healer, in your sack of potions, is there a formula for the magical chemistry of love? Is there a cure to heal the pain of love.

ek chameli ke manDve tale`
maikade se zara duur us moR par
do badan
chaaragar

Beneath the jasmine bower, just past the tavern around the corner, two loving souls, O Healer.

 

chaaragar – maKhdoom mohiuddin

Translation by Badri Raina

O Saviour

Screened beneath a scrubby tree
Of fainting, fragrant Chameli,
Some distance from the tavern,
Some distance by a cavern,
Two fond souls
Burnt up whole
In the heat of love’s delight.

Love the Word,
Love the God,
Love the pyre, the raking rod;
Two fond souls,
Damp with the dew,
Soaking in the silver moon anew,
Like a pair of dusky flowers true.

The evening breeze,
Done with securing soft release,
Stole into her raven tresses,
And presses gently, gently presses,
Against the warmly glowing cheek,
And does for a glorious moment cease.

By daylight we saw them there,
And by night we saw them there,
And by the stars burning bright;
And silent minarets saw them too,
And the temple portals saw them too,
And the chinks in the tavern saw them too.

From the beginning to the end
Is there amidst your arsenal
A cure for love?
O, tell us now,
Is there amidst your arsenal
An answer to this vow?

Beneath the fainting Chameli,
Away from the tavern,
Away by a cavern,
Two fond souls
Burnt in wholes
O Saviour, helplessly.