Ghazals : Kazi Nazrul Islam : O thou desert wind [Ay moru-parer haoa]
O thou desert wind ! Come and take me please To Madina where holy Mustafa's Rauza Mubarak is !
In the eastern region I am, sadly sighing and confined! I want to say my Maghrib Prayer inside Ka'ba's shrine.
With Hazart's name as my counting-bead. I would go like a humble miskeen To the land where was sounded first The trumpet of Islami dispensation!
I would sit by the side of Mazar Shareef And weep, and keep my ears on end and try to hear The cry of Ya Ummati which may be still ringing there! It may also be that the Holy words of the Holy Quran Are to be heard as yet In that blessed tract!
Thou came for the sake of the poor [Din doridro kangaler torey]
Thou came to the world, Hazrat ! For the sake of the poor, And chose the role of fasting Despite your royal role!
Thou ne'er desired some to be ameers, And some to be wandering faqeers; Some to be without huts and shelters Wherein to hide their heads, And some to be in palace with golden terrace; Some to be without food for hunger, And some to revel in slaves and maids!
There's none alas! now To think of human needs and pains! The Muslim rich are steeped this day In perpetual pleasures gay!
It's thee that the Muslim poor call; The kisans and mazdoors all! Deprived we are these days Of thy mercy and guidance great! Lost is our sahibi, or the ruling role! We are now musahibs instead Humble camp-followers of others Wandering about in the world's way!
God alone knows when, thro' Love of Men, We can hope to be real man once again !
That nation we are [Amra sei sey jati]
That nation we are Who gave their lives for the sake of Faith And made the entire world their own, By dint of justice and tolerance shown!
That nation we are Who brought for the thirsty earth Burnt by the blaze of sins, The streams of solacing drinks Out of the desert spring, And who bared their breasts for all, Breaking the walls of barriers all Between big and small!
That nation we are Who do not intrinsically think That Islam is merely for the Muslims! He who seeks the Truth, and submits to God Is a Muslim true! No difference do we know Between ameers and faqeers Brothers all are we Muslims!
That nation we are Who first gave to woman The same rights as to man! It's we who broke the wall Of distinction between big and small! It's we who brought The brightest ray of hope for all Out of the darkest night of gloom and gall! -Mizanur Rahman (Late)
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