Sometime ago while chatting with a friend I remembered the famous ghazal written (supposedly) by the last Mughal Emperor, Bahadur Shah Zafar, Na Kisi Ki Aakh ka Noor Hu. I went on to do some bit of internet fuelled research the same evening, during my long & arduous bus journey back home. But first a bit about this ghazal.
The ghazal in itself is a lament brimming with pathos & personifies self-pity & tragedy, as we will see below. Anyone with a little knowledge about Bahadur Shah Zafar would know the tragic circumstances & the cruel manner in which the British exiled him. If you remember that while listening to this ghazal, it fits, perfectly. Add to that the voice of Rafi (I listened to the ghazal from the film Laal Quila). So much so, that the former President late APJ Abdul Kalam visited Zafars tomb and even responded to Zafar’s lament.
Sandeep Dikshit President brings a bunch of flowers and lights a candle for Bahadur Shah Zafar YANGON: After more than…www.thehindu.com
Anyway the aforementioned research led me to a news item which attributes this wonderful ghazal to one Muztar Khairabadi who himself was an accomplished poet.
Bahadur Shah Zafar & Muztar Khairabadi; The ghazal, Na kisi ki aankh ka noor hoon..., in Khairabadi's handwriting The…wap.business-standard.com
In my very very personal opinion, I will continue to attribute this ghazal to Bahadur Shah Zafar. For me, this isnt just a lament of a reluctant King but also that of the old & aged of a nation. I have also noted many versions on the internet. I am going ahead and appending only the film version & its translation below.
न किसी की आँख का नूर हूँ न किसी के दिल का क़रार हूँ
जो किसी के काम न आ सके मैं वो एक मुश्त-ए-गुब़ार हूँ
नूर, Noor: Bright, Light, Luminescence, Luster, Refulgence
करार, Qaraar: Ease, Patience, Quietude, Repose, Residence Rest, Satisfaction, Stability
मुश्त-ए-गुबार, Musht-e-Gubaar:handful of dust
न तो मैं किसी का हबीब हूँ न तो मैं किसी का रकीब हूँ
जो बिगड़ गया वो नसीब हूँ जो उजड गया वो दयार हूँ
हबीब, Habib: Beloved, Sweetheart, Comrade, Friend
रकीब, Raqiib: Rival, Competitor, Opponent, Enemy
बिगड़ा, Bigda: Bad, Spoilt, Wry
नसीब, Naseeb: Destiny, Fortune, Fate, Lot, Quota
उजड, Ujad: Ruined, destroyed
दयार, Dayaar: Place, Residence
मेरा रंग रूप बिगड़ गया मेरा यार मुझसे बिछड़ गया
जो चमन ख़िज़ाँ से उजड़ गया मैं उसी की फ़स्ल-ए-बहार हूँ
बिछड़ना, Bicharna:To be separated, parted, divided, to separate, part, go asunder; to be sprained; to turn away or aside (from); to slip, slide
चमन, Chaman: Flower Garden, Flower Bed, A Blooming or Flourishing Place
फिजा, Fizaa: Atmosphere, Environment
फसल-इ-बहार, Fasl-e-bahaar: The season of flowers, the spring
पए फ़ातिहा कोई आए क्यूँ कोई चार फूल चढ़ाए क्यूँ
कोई आ के शम्मा जलाए क्यूँ मैं वो बे-कसी का मज़ार हूँ
फातिहा, Fatiha: Commencement, first part (of a thing); exordium;–the opening chapter, or exordium, of the Qorʼān, prayers for the dead; prayers offered up in the name of saints
शमा, Shama: Lamp, Candle
बेकसी, Bekasii: Despair, Helplessness
मज़ार, Mazaar: Mausoleum, Shrine, Tomb, Grave
Neither am I the light of anyones eye
Nor am I the solace of anyones heart
I am a useless, fistful of dirt.
Neither am I dear to anyone
Nor do I have any enemies
I am the fate that is ruined
A land thats destroyed
My beauty & complexion are ravaged
My love has been separated from me
I am the spring crop of a garden that got ruined last autumn.
why should anyone come to pray here
why should anyone come to offer flowers
why should anyone come to light a candle
I am the tomb of that destitution.