Shayari
a small wall of lines that have followed me around for years.most i found late at night, a few i found too early,and one or two i am still trying to understand.
tum jab aaogi to khoya hua paogi mujhe, mere kamre mein kitaabon ke siwa kuch bhi nahi.
when you come, you'll find me lost — in my room there is nothing but books.
Jaun Elia · from Ramzkitaabein jhaankti hain band almaari ke sheeshon se, badi hasrat se takti hain.
books peer through the glass of closed cupboards, and look out with the softest longing.
Gulzar · from Kitaabeinaur bhi dukh hain zamaane mein mohabbat ke siwa, rahaten aur bhi hain vasl ki rahat ke siwa.
there are other sorrows in this world beyond love — other joys, too, beyond the joy of meeting.
Faiz Ahmed Faiz · from Mujh Se Pehli Si Mohabbathazaaron khwahishein aisi ki har khwahish pe dam nikle, bahut nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle.
a thousand desires — each one worth dying for. many of mine came true, and still it wasn't enough.
Mirza Ghalibkoi umeed bar nahin aati, koi surat nazar nahin aati.
no hope makes it through. no face comes into view.
Mirza Ghalibdil dhoondta hai phir wahi fursat ke raat din, baithe rahein tasavvur-e-jaanan kiye hue.
the heart searches again for those unhurried days and nights, sitting still, lost in the thought of the beloved.
Mirza Ghalib (adapted by Gulzar for Mausam, 1975)mujhe kya pata tha main tujhe itna chahunga, hona tha jo, ho gaya.
how could I have known I would love you this much. whatever was meant to happen, has happened now.
an idle thought at 2 a.m. · anonymous (mine, maybe)there will be time, there will be time to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.
the English cousin of every ghazal I love. I read this at the wrong age and it never left.
T.S. Eliot · from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrocki'll add to this wall whenever a new line finds me.if one of yours belongs here, tell me — @parthscolumn.