“Jab insaan apne dard ko dua bana deta hai, aur har faisle ko Allah par chhod deta hai — wahi asli Tawakkul hai.”
– Zulfikar Inamdar
“When pain turns into prayer and every outcome is entrusted to God—that is true trust.”
“Safar, Dua aur Tawakkul”
Shayari:
Zakhm kahaan kahaan se mile, chhod in sab baaton ko,
Ab har dard ko teri marzi samajh kar qabool kar liya hai…
Ae zindagi, ab bas itna bata,
Waqt-e-safar kitna baaqi hai?
Kab tak in raaston pe imtihaan milte rahenge,
Kab tak har mod pe khud ko sambhalte rahenge…
Kabhi gir kar uthte hain, kabhi uth kar toot jaate hain,
Magar phir bhi tere hukm pe chalte jaate hain…
Ab samajh aaya hai ke yeh safar sirf mera nahi,
Har qadam pe tera likha hua fasana hai…
Main toh bas ek musafir hoon,
Aur tu hi mera rehnuma hai…
Ae Rab…
Jab dil bojhal ho jaye aur aansu rukne ka naam na lein,
Toh apni rehmat ka ek qatra ata farma…
Jab umeed kamzor padne lage,
Toh apni rehnumai ka ek diya jala de…
Mujhe sabr bhi de, aur shukr bhi sikha,
Mujhe girne se bachaye rakh, aur gir jaun toh uthna sikha…
Mujhe itna tawakkul de,
Ke har haal mein tera faisla behtareen lage…
Ab na zakhmon ka gila hai, na takleef ka shikwa,
Jo diya hai tune, usmein bhi koi hikmat zaroor hogi…
Jo nahi mila, usmein bhi koi bhalayi hogi…
Bas ab yeh dua hai…
Ke jab tak yeh safar baaqi hai,
Mujhe apne qareeb rakh…
Aur jab manzil aaye,
Toh mujhe apni rehmat ke saaye mein jagah de…
Ab main nahi poochta ke safar kitna baaqi hai,
Ab bas itna jaanta hoon —
Jahan tu le jaye, wahi meri manzil hai…
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English Version:
The Journey, Prayer, and Trust”
A request is…
Where the wounds came from… I no longer dwell on them,
I have accepted every pain as part of Your will…
O life, just tell me this—
How much of this journey remains?
How long will these trials continue on my path,
How long must I keep gathering myself at every turn…
Sometimes I fall and rise, sometimes I rise only to break again,
Yet I keep walking, because it is Your command…
Now I understand… this journey was never mine alone,
Every step carries a story written by You…
I am just a traveler,
And You alone are my guide…
O Lord…
When my heart grows heavy and my tears refuse to stop,
Grant me a drop of Your mercy…
When hope begins to fade,
Light a lamp of guidance within me…
Teach me patience, and teach me gratitude,
Protect me from falling—and if I fall, teach me how to rise…
Grant me such trust in You,
That in every condition, Your decree feels best…
I no longer complain of wounds or pain,
Whatever You have given holds wisdom…
And whatever You withheld holds goodness too…
Now my only prayer is this…
As long as this journey continues,
Keep me close to You…
And when I reach my destination,
Place me under the shade of Your mercy…
I no longer ask how much of the journey remains,
Now I only know this—
Wherever You lead me… that is my destination…
Sher O Shayeri 