Jab yaadon ka album kholoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.
Main apna bachpan sochoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Aab janay kis nagri mein jaa kar soay hue hain barsoon say,
Main raat der tak jagoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Kuch baatein thhi phoolon jaisi, kuch khushboo thi jaisay lehzay,
Main Sehan-E-Chaman mein tehloon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Jab punchee lout kar aate hain aur sham ki lali padti hai,
Main jheel ke kinaray baithoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

In ulti seedhi raikhaoon ko pehroon chooma kartay thay,
Mein apni hatheli daikhoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Wo pal bhar ki naraazgee, aur maan bhijana pal bhar mein,
Aab Ashique-E-Bimar khud say roothey to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

BARSON BAAD AAJ BHI,
WAH CHHAON YAAD AATA HAI,
AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

HA! PEEPAL KI CHHATNAAR TAHNIYAN,
POKHAR KI NANHI MACHHALIYAN,
BANS KE JHURMUTON KA,
WAH SAILAAB NAZAR AATA HAI,
HA! AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

YAAD AATE HAIN PED IMLI KE,
BAIL,MAHUA,BER KE,
SUNAI SI DETI DHWANI,
KOTAR SE PANCHHI TAIR KE,
HA! YAAD AATE HAIN CHHUTPAN MEIN,
DIN WAH GULEL KE,
BHUL KAR BHI KAHAN BHULA,
MANN JISE BHULATA HAI,
HA! AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

HA! WAH KHET NAZAR AATA HAI,
KHALIHAAN NAZAR AATA HAI,
UTHATA RAZ KADON SE,
WAH BAWANDAR NAZAR AATA HAI,
SOCH JISE AAJA BHI,
YEH MAN GHABRATA HAI,
KYONKI KEHTI THI MAA,
YEH BHOOT HOTE HAIN,
ARE! KAISA THA WAH DARR CHHUTPAN KA,
JO AAJ BHI MUJHE DARATA HAI,
AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

HA !DIN DUPAHARI SANJH KI BELA,
SANG-SANG LIYE BACHPAN KA RELA,
MERE NANHE PAON NE,
DHOOL MEIN NANGA SADA HAI KHELA,
HA! DHOOL PAR BANE NANHE PAON KA,
PAD CHINHA YAAD AATA HAI,
HA! AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

OH!NO,
NOT AT ALL,
I CAN'T FORGET,
THAT SOIL,
THAT PASTURE,
WHERE I SPEND MY CHILDHOOD WITH MY COW.
WHERE I CATCHED THOSE FISHES IN THE POND,
OH! NEVER CAN FORGET,
THAT BANK OF GANGA,
NEVER CAN FORGET,
THAT MIST OF WINTER,
THAT BITING COLD,
THAT SHIVERING COLD,
THAT STORMY WIND OF MY TOWN,
AND IN HEAT DAYS,
THAT SAND,
WHERE MY BAREFOOT COULD HAVE FELT THE HEAT OF COAL.
OH!I CAN'T FORGET,
THAT INCESSANT RAIN,
THAT DEW,THAT ROCK,
THAT DUST,THOSE TREES,
THAT CLOULDS,THAT BIRDS,
THAT STARS,THAT DAWN,
REALLY CAN'T FORGET,
MY TOWN.

Really I can feel that blow,
Really that narrow street,
Where played the childhood,
With the dust,in that soil.
With small barefoot in that clouds.

Really she awakens,
Always in the dawn,
With her nip fingers,
For the work of hard,
In the thunder storm,
In a heavy rain,
In the shivering cold and,
In the heat of days.

Really can't forget that town,
Oh no! not at all,
That tamarind tree,
That banyan branches,
That fishes of pond,
That chirping of birds,
That story of Mother,
In the moon of night,
That festival were happiness,
Really that feeling was bright,
Oh yes! That was reality of my life.

Do pal kay haseen khwab,
Do dil kay fasanay,
Yaad aatay hain ab bhi,
Woh guzray zamanay.

Saanson ki mehak unki,
Mohabbat say kahi har baat,
Mashook badi zalim thee,
Badi qaatil hai unki yaad.

Bhoolay bichaday woh waaday,
Kachay dhaagon si woh kasmein,
Do pal kay thay saaray,
Na Hue kabhi woh apnay,
Yaad aatay hain ab bhi,
Woh guzray zamanay,
Do pal kay haseen khwab,
Do dil kay fasanay.

The trip began long before time
a journey of your soul and mine.
But our bodies and earthy minds,
yesterday, were unaware,
while fraught with strife and despair.
Our turn, a time when our souls
were lost to each other's care.

But the time, though oft seemed not,
was for the earthy mind to grow;
that mind out of touch with the spirit
as we moved to and fro.
Sudden it was not,
though it may have seemed so,
when finally our souls, freed of darkness,
once again caressed a knowing touch
of such indescribably softness.

And, so now, a new journey begins;
a journey shrouded in God's gentle
veil of mystery.
Memories now of no consequence
to be left in mind's history:
to serve as lessons well learned,
rewards hard earned.
So join my spirit now
for the journey of a lifetime,
Your soul and mine.

Come walk with me, as only our
souls can, hand in hand.
Dance with me, our souls merged,
to the angels' sweet band.
Soar with my soul
among the stars
As we travel wide and far.
There we will learn, unconditional
friends and lovers,
Safe in the spirit… of God's turn.
Destination… unknown.

Wedding Poems