“Kabhi kabhi rooh sirf sukoon nahi maangti…
– Zulfikar Inamdar
woh toot kar bas thehar jaana chahti hai.”
“Sometimes the soul doesn’t ask for peace…
it just wants to stop, completely, and finally rest.”
“Gehra Aaraam”:
Arz kiya hai ke…
Mai zindagi ke jaddojahad se thak chuka hoon,
Har ek bojh ko khud par utha chuka hoon…
Har roz ek nayi jung thi mere andar kahin,
Main khud hi se lad kar khud ko hara chuka hoon…
Na raaste ne saath diya, na manzil ne pukara,
Main be-nishaan safar mein khud ko ghuma chuka hoon…
Jo muskurahat thi kabhi chehre ki pehchaan,
Usey dard ke saaye mein chupa chuka hoon…
Ab na koi shor hai, na khwahish ka silsila,
Main apne hi andar sab kuch mita chuka hoon…
Ab sukoon chahta hoon… yaa gehra aaraam ataa kar,
Ae mere Rab… main sab kuch to nibhaa chuka hoon…
Na sochon ka bojh ho, na yaadon ki bheed,
Main har ek ehsaas se khud ko chhuda chuka hoon…
Kab tak sambhalta main iss bikharte hue dil ko,
Main har tukde ko baar baar jod chuka hoon…
Ab bas ek lambi khamoshi ka ehsaan kar de,
Main lafzon ke samundar mein doob chuka hoon…
Yaa Rab… agar rehmat ka koi dariya baaqi ho,
Toh is thaki hui rooh ko apne paas bulaa kar,
Mujhe khud se hi riha kar…
Mujhe gehra aaraam ataa kar…
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English Version:
“Deep Rest”:
A request is…
I am tired of life’s endless struggle now,
I’ve carried every burden I knew how…
Each day was a silent war within my chest,
Fighting myself, I’ve lost more than the rest…
No road stayed loyal, no destination called,
In this nameless journey, I’ve endlessly stalled…
The smile that once defined my face and name,
I’ve hidden it deep beneath shadows of pain…
No noise remains, no desires left to claim,
Inside myself, I’ve erased even my name…
Now I seek peace… or grant me a deeper rest,
O my Lord… I have endured, I’ve done my best…
No weight of thoughts, no crowd of memories near,
I’ve let go of feelings I once held dear…
How long could I hold this breaking heart tight?
I’ve mended its pieces, again and again, every night…
Now bless me with silence, vast and profound,
I’ve drowned in words where no shore can be found…
O Lord… if mercy still flows somewhere above,
Then pull this tired soul closer with love…
Free me from myself… set my spirit apart…
And grant me, at last…
a deep, eternal rest… in my heart.
Sher O Shayeri 