“Insaan tab tak bechain rehta hai, jab tak woh logon par bharosa karta hai…
– Zulfikar Inamdar
Sukoon tab milta hai, jab woh sirf Rab par tawakkul karta hai.”
“A heart remains restless while it depends on people…
Peace begins the moment it relies only on God.”
“Bas Tu Hi Kaafi Hai”
Arz kiya hai ke…
Na kar mohtaj kisika bhi iss zamane mein,
Kya kami hai Yaa Rab tere khazaane mein…
Yeh jo logon ke dar pe jhukne ki aadat hai na,
Yeh rooh ko thaka deti hai, izzat ko mita deti hai…
Aur phir ek din insaan khud se hi sharminda ho jaata hai,
Apni hi nazron mein gir jaata hai…
Par jab tujhse rabta jod leta hai banda,
Toh uski gardan jhukti nahi… sirf sajdon mein girti hai…
Aur sajda bhi aisa ke har dard pighal jaaye,
Har bojh halka ho jaaye, har andhera dhal jaaye…
Teri rehmat ka hisaab kaun kare Yaa Rab,
Tu deta hai toh andaaz bhi badshahon jaisa deta hai…
Kabhi sukoon ki shakal mein, kabhi sabr ke roop mein,
Kabhi aansuon ke zariye bhi rehmat barsa deta hai…
Log samajhte hain ke sab kuch paana hi kamyaabi hai,
Magar asal jeet toh tab hai,
Jab banda tujhe paa le… aur phir kuch bhi na maange…
Yeh duniya… yeh log… yeh rishte…
Sab waqt ke saath badalne wale qisse hain,
Aaj jo saath hain kal shayad yaad bhi na karein,
Aur jo vaade hain, woh aksar hawa ho jaate hain…
Magar tu…
Tu kabhi nahi badalta…
Na tera pyaar kam hota hai, na teri rehmat rukti hai…
Jab sab darwaze band ho jaate hain,
Tab bhi tera ek dar khula rehta hai…
Aur woh dar bhi aisa ke jahan se koi khaali nahi lautta…
Ae mere Rab…
Agar tu saath hai na, toh phir tanhaayi bhi ibadat lagti hai,
Aur agar tu door ho jaaye,
Toh mehfilon mein bhi dil veeraan rehta hai…
Mujhe na de kisi ka mohtaj banne ka imtihaan,
Mujhe sirf tera rehne de… tera banne de…
Mujhe itna de ke main tera shukar ada kar saku,
Aur itna na de ke main tujhe bhool jaaun…
Na kar mohtaj kisika bhi iss zamane mein,
Kya kami hai Yaa Rab tere khazaane mein…
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✨ English Version
“You Alone Are Enough”
A request is…
Do not make me dependent on anyone in this world,
What is lacking, O Lord, in Your treasures…
This habit of bowing before people,
It exhausts the soul and steals away dignity…
Until one day, a person feels ashamed of himself,
Falling in his own eyes…
But when a heart connects only with You,
It never bows to anyone else… only falls in prostration…
And in that surrender, every pain melts,
Every burden lightens, every darkness fades…
Who can measure Your mercy, my Lord?
When You give, You give like a king…
Sometimes in the form of peace, sometimes through patience,
And sometimes even tears become Your hidden blessings…
People think success is having everything,
But true victory is this—
To find You… and then desire nothing more…
This world, these people, these relationships,
Are all stories that fade with time…
Those who stand beside you today may forget you tomorrow,
And promises often dissolve into air…
But You…
You never change…
Your love never decreases, Your mercy never stops…
When every door closes,
Yours always remains open…
And no one ever returns empty from it…
O my Lord…
If You are with me, even loneliness feels like worship,
And if You are distant,
Even crowds feel empty and cold…
Do not test me with dependence on others,
Keep me Yours… let me belong only to You…
Give me enough to remain grateful,
But not so much that I forget You…
Sher O Shayeri 