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Today, I find myself immersed in the enchanting melodies of "Mai ni main kinon aakhaan," a mesmerizing Punjabi Sufi song penned by Shah Hussain. As I listen to this captivating composition, it evokes memories of Guru Gobind Singh's soul-stirring Mittar Pyare Nu. I am also reminded of a couple of poems by Ghulam Fareed and Sultan Bahu mentioned below. 

Shah Hussain, a revered poet of the 16th century, is known for his poignant verses that encapsulate the anguish of separation. His poetry delves deep into the human experience of longing and heartache, particularly in the context of love and spiritual connection.

In this poignant poem, Shah Hussain cries out, "O mother, who should I tell this pain of separation?" These words convey a profound sense of despair and helplessness, as the poet grapples with the overwhelming agony caused by separation from a beloved.  In this poem, Shah Hussain goes beyond expressing his pain of separation and delves deeper into his emotional state. He articulates the profound sense of isolation that accompanies his suffering, lamenting that there is no one who can truly comprehend the depth of his agony. This realization adds another layer to his anguish.

See Lyrics, translations and videos below. 

For another beautiful poem by Shah Hussain, see Man Atakeya Beparvaah De Naal. 



Lyrics & Translation - Maye Ni Main Kinu Aakhan


Mai ne main kinon aakhaan,
Dard vichore da hall ni

O mother O mother, who do I tell,
this pain of separation

Dhuan dhukhay mairay murshid wala,
Jaan phoulaan taan laal ni

My Master's fire smoulders,
If I poke, its red hot

Soolan mar dewani keeti,
Birhoun peya saday khayal

Driven mad with spikes,
Pain of separation fills my thoughts

Dukhan di roti, Soolaan da saalan,
Aahen da baalan baal

Bread of sadness, sauce of spikes,
Make a fire of laments

Jungle bailay phiraan
Dhoudaindi ajay na paayo lal

Wandered jungles and deserts,
But not found the ruby

Ranjhan Ranjhan phiraan dhoudaindi,
Ranjhan mairay nal

wander looking for Ranjhan Ranjhan,
But Ranjhan is with me

Kahay Hussain faqeer nimanaa,
Shoh milay taan theevan nihaal

Says Hussain the poor faqeer,
Meeting God would be ecstasy


Lyrics in Punjabi


ਮਾਏਂ ਨੀਂ ਮੈਂ ਕੈਨੂੰ ਆਖਾਂ
ਮਾਏਂ ਨੀਂ ਮੈਂ ਕੈਨੂੰ ਆਖਾਂ,
ਦਰਦੁ ਵਿਛੋੜੇ ਦਾ ਹਾਲਿ ।1।ਰਹਾਉ।

ਧੂੰਆਂ ਧੁਖੇ ਮੇਰੇ ਮੁਰਸ਼ਦਿ ਵਾਲਾ,
ਜਾਂ ਫੋਲਾਂ ਤਾਂ ਲਾਲ ।1।

ਸੂਲਾਂ ਮਾਰ ਦਿਵਾਨੀ ਕੀਤੀ,
ਬਿਰਹੁੰ ਪਇਆ ਸਾਡੇ ਖ਼ਿਆਲ ।2।

ਦੁਖਾਂ ਦੀ ਰੋਟੀ ਸੂਲਾਂ ਦਾ ਸਾਲਣੁ,
ਆਹੀਂ ਦਾ ਬਾਲਣੁ ਬਾਲਿ ।3।

ਜੰਗਲਿ ਬੇਲੇ ਫਿਰਾਂ ਢੂੰਢੇਂਦੀ,
ਅਜੇ ਨ ਪਾਇਓ ਲਾਲ ।4।

ਕਹੈ ਹੁਸੈਨ ਫ਼ਕੀਰ ਨਿਮਾਣਾ,
ਸ਼ਹੁ ਮਿਲੇ ਤਾਂ ਥੀਵਾਂ ਨਿਹਾਲਿ ।5।

Related poetry by Ghulaam Fareed

ae tan tandoor 
haddan da ballan 
asaan aahin naal tapaya

kaalje de vat
pede keete
utte roop palethan laaya

tan haandi 
hijar masaala
vich lun sabar da paaya

yaar fareed 
mai margai dhola
te tainu aje sawaad na aayaa

Related poetry by Sultan Bahu:


ਇਸ਼ਕ ਦੀ ਭਾਹ ਹੱਡਾਂ ਦਾ ਬਾਲਣ,
ਆਸ਼ਕ ਬਹਿ ਸਕੇਂਦੇ ਹੂ ।
ਘੱਤ ਕੇ ਜਾਨ ਜਿਗਰ ਵਿਚ ਆਰਾ,
ਵੇਖ ਕਬਾਬ ਤਲੇਂਦੇ ਹੂ ।
ਸਰਗਰਦਾਂ ਫਿਰਨ ਹਰ ਵੇਲੇ,
ਖ਼ੂਨ ਜਿਗਰ ਦਾ ਪੀਂਦੇ ਹੂ ।
ਹੋਏ ਹਜ਼ਾਰਾਂ ਆਸ਼ਕ ਬਾਹੂ,
ਇਸ਼ਕ ਨਸੀਬ ਕਹੀਂਦੇ ਹੂ ।


Listening to Shah Hussain today, one of 4 of my favorite punjabi sufi poets - the others being Baba Sheikh Farid, Baba Bulleh Shah and Sultan Bahu. Shah Hussain writes poetry in Lehnda Punjabi, or multani, the kind of punjabi that I grew up hearing in our household. So it appears especially sweet to me. 

Shah Hussain was the pioneer of the kafi form of Punjabi poetry.  I am reminded one day that I was talking to my friend and collaborator Rajesh Prasanna and I told him of my desire to do some Multani Kafi's in the future.  He responded quickly by saying that would be exciting ... and he started playing raag multani. And I had to stop him ... multani kafi is actually a style of singing which is the same as a thumri; it is called kafi in punjab!


Lyrics and translation that I found elsewhere:

Mai ne main kinon aakhaan,
Dard vichore da haal ni
O mother O mother, who do I tell,
this pain of separation

Dhuan dhukhay mairay murshid wala,
Jaan phoulaan taan laal ni
My Master's fire smoulders,
If I poke, its red hot

Soolan mar dewani keeti,
Birhoun peya saday khayali
Driven mad with spikes,
Pain of separation fills my thoughts

Dukhan di roti, Soolaan da saalan,
Aahen da baalan baal
Bread of sadness, sauce of spikes,
Make a fire of laments

Jungle bailay phiraan main Dhoudaindi 
ajay na paayo laal
Wandered jungles and deserts,
But not found the ruby

Ranjhan Ranjhan phiraan dhoudaindi,
Ranjhan mairay nal
wander looking for Ranjhan Ranjhan,
But Ranjhan is with me

Kahay Hussain faqeer nimanaa,
Shoh milay taan theevan nihaal
Says Hussain the poor faqeer,
Meeting love would be ecstatic


Lyrics in Punjabi 

ਮਾਏਂ ਨੀਂ ਮੈਂ ਕੈਨੂੰ ਆਖਾਂ

ਮਾਏਂ ਨੀਂ ਮੈਂ ਕੈਨੂੰ ਆਖਾਂ,
ਦਰਦੁ ਵਿਛੋੜੇ ਦਾ ਹਾਲਿ ।1।ਰਹਾਉ।

ਧੂੰਆਂ ਧੁਖੇ ਮੇਰੇ ਮੁਰਸ਼ਦਿ ਵਾਲਾ,
ਜਾਂ ਫੋਲਾਂ ਤਾਂ ਲਾਲ ।1।

ਸੂਲਾਂ ਮਾਰ ਦਿਵਾਨੀ ਕੀਤੀ,
ਬਿਰਹੁੰ ਪਇਆ ਸਾਡੇ ਖ਼ਿਆਲ ।2।

ਦੁਖਾਂ ਦੀ ਰੋਟੀ ਸੂਲਾਂ ਦਾ ਸਾਲਣੁ,
ਆਹੀਂ ਦਾ ਬਾਲਣੁ ਬਾਲਿ ।3।

ਜੰਗਲਿ ਬੇਲੇ ਫਿਰਾਂ ਢੂੰਢੇਂਦੀ,
ਅਜੇ ਨ ਪਾਇਓ ਲਾਲ ।4।

ਕਹੈ ਹੁਸੈਨ ਫ਼ਕੀਰ ਨਿਮਾਣਾ,
ਸ਼ਹੁ ਮਿਲੇ ਤਾਂ ਥੀਵਾਂ ਨਿਹਾਲਿ ।5।

More on Shah Hussain -

Shah Hussain (1538 - 1599) was a Punjabi poet and Sufi saint. Shah Hussain was the pioneer of the kafi form of Punjabi poetry.  He was born in Lahore (present-day Pakistan). His tomb and shrine lies in Baghbanpura, adjacent to the Shalimar Gardens.

His urs (annual death anniversary) is celebrated at his shrine every year. It is known as "Mela Chiraghan" ("Festival of Lights") and I was surprised to find out that it is the second largest festival in Lahore after Basant. It used to be the biggest festival of the Punjab.

Also surprising was to find out that Shah Hussain loved a Brahmin boy called "Madho" or "Madho Lal". So much so that they are often referred to as a single person with the composite name of "Madho Laal Hussain". Madho's tomb lies next to Hussain's in the shrine.


Rahi nagufta mere dil mein dastan meri
na is dayar mein samjha koi zaban meri

1.

रही न-गुफ़्ता मिरे दिल में दास्ताँ मेरी
न उस दयार में समझा कोई ज़बाँ मेरी

No tale remained unspoken in my heart—
Yet in that land, no one understood my language.

Commentary:
The poet has poured out his entire story—his grief, love, yearning—but finds himself in a place where his words mean nothing. It speaks to alienation: a total disconnect between inner experience and outer reception. The "dayaar" (foreign land) may be literal or symbolic—he is among people who cannot grasp the depths of his emotional truth.


2.

ब-रंग-ए-सौत-ए-जरस तुझ से दूर हूँ तन्हा
ख़बर नहीं है तुझे आह कारवाँ मेरी

Like the fading sound of a caravan bell, I am far and alone from you—
You have no idea, alas, of the caravan that was once mine.

Commentary:
A remarkable auditory image—his presence is like the faint sound of a departing caravan bell. He's been left behind, or has moved away unnoticed. There's both abandonment and the pain of being unheard by the one he longs for.


3.

तिरे न आज के आने में सुब्ह के मुझ पास
हज़ार जाए गई तब-ए-बद-गुमाँ मेरी

You did not come today either, nor at dawn—
My restless and suspicious temperament has wandered a thousand places.

Commentary:
Mir captures the obsessive agony of waiting. The beloved doesn’t arrive, and the poet’s imagination spirals. His mind wanders not with hope, but with dark, suspicious thoughts—perhaps betrayal, indifference, or forgetfulness.


4.

वो नक़्श-ए-पै हूँ मैं मिट गया हो जो रह में
न कुछ ख़बर है न सुध हैगी रह-रवाँ मेरी

I am a footprint that has vanished on the path—
The travelers of that road neither notice nor remember me.

Commentary:
This is one of the most profound metaphors in the ghazal. The speaker’s very existence has been erased, like a mark in dust that time and motion have swept away. The world has moved on, indifferent to his pain.


5.

शब उस के कूचे में जाता हूँ इस तवक़्क़ो' पर
कि एक दोस्त है वाँ ख़्वाब पासबाँ मेरी

Each night I go to her alley in this hope—
That a friend there may guard my dreams.

Commentary:
Dreams are his last refuge, and even that space feels fragile. He visits the beloved’s street—not for union, but perhaps for proximity, for the imagined comfort of a friend who might protect his dreams from despair.


6.

उसी से दूर रहा असल मुद्दआ' जो था
गई ये उम्र-ए-अज़ीज़ आह राएगाँ मेरी

I remained far from what truly mattered—
Alas, this precious life of mine has gone in vain.

Commentary:
A deeply regretful line. The speaker confesses he missed the essential point of life—be it love, union, self-realization, or purpose. The repetition of "ah" reinforces the helpless sigh of someone who knows it’s too late.


7.

तिरे फ़िराक़ में जैसे ख़याल मुफ़्लिस का
गई है फ़िक्र-ए-परेशाँ कहाँ कहाँ मेरी

In your separation, like a pauper’s thoughts—
My scattered mind has wandered everywhere.

Commentary:
Here, separation makes the mind impoverished, untethered. The simile—“like a poor man’s thoughts”—suggests hunger, desperation, and distraction. His thinking becomes fractured, vagrant, unruly.


8.

नहीं है ताब-ओ-तवाँ की जुदाई का अंदोह
कि ना-तवानी बहुत है मिज़ाज-दाँ मेरी

There is no strength to bear the sorrow of separation—
For my nature is already weakened by helplessness.

Commentary:
He’s not just sad—he’s exhausted. Separation is unbearable because he has no reserve strength left. This verse speaks to the compounded effect of emotional and physical weakness—he’s worn thin.


9.

रहा मैं दर-ए-पस-ए-दीवार-ए-बाग़ मुद्दत लेक
गई गुलों के न कानों तलक फ़ुग़ाँ मेरी

I remained behind the garden wall for ages—
Yet my cries never reached the ears of the flowers.

Commentary:
The image is heartbreaking. He is close to beauty (the garden), yet separated by a wall. His longing is muffled; even nature—normally a companion in classical Urdu poetry—is deaf to his suffering.


10.

हुआ हूँ गिर्या-ए-ख़ूनीं का जब से दामन-गीर
न आस्तीन हुई पाक दोस्ताँ मेरी

Since bloody weeping has gripped my collar—
None of my friends’ sleeves have remained unstained.

Commentary:
The poet weeps so intensely, so violently, that his bloodied tears stain the sleeves of his friends. Either he is burdensome to them, or his grief contaminates even those who care for him. There’s sorrow and shame in this couplet.


11.

दिया दिखाई मुझे तो इसी का जल्वा 'मीर'
पड़ी जहान में जा कर नज़र जहाँ मेरी

Whatever appeared to me, it was just this vision, O Mir—
Wherever in the world my gaze fell.

Commentary:
A metaphysical closure. Mir sees the beloved—or the same sorrow—everywhere. His vision is no longer just physical, but spiritual. The world reflects his inner state, and the beloved's image is etched onto all of existence.



Lyrics in English (full ghazal in hindi below)

Rahi nagufta mere dil mein dastan meri
na is dayar mein samjha koi zaban meri

barang-e-saut-e-jaras tujh se dur hun tanha
khabar nahin hai tujhe ah karwan meri

usi se dur raha asl-e-mudda jo tha
gai ye umr-e-aziz ah rayagan meri

tere firaq mein jaise khayal muflis ka
gai hai fikr-e-pareshan kahan kahan meri

diya dikhai mujhe to usi ka jalwa "Mir"
pari jahan mein ja kar nazar jahan meri

Translation in English


My story remained speechless in my heart,
In this world no one understood my words.

I have strayed far from the bell and am alone
O leaving caravan- you do not know where I am

[in the morning a bell is supposed to get everyone going on the caravan.  The poet is missing out on the journey of life, or the purpose of life because he has strayed far away alone, to a place where the bell does not reach him]

I have stayed far from was the real purpose,
This priceless life is going wasted

like thoughts of a poor soul, in your separation,
my worried mind has wandered every where

O Meer, I only see His countenance 
wherever I see in this world.



Rahi Nagufta Mere Dil Main Dastaa(n) Meri
Na Us Dayaar Main Samjha Koi Jabaa(n) Meri



Mir Taqi Mir 

रही न-गुफ़्ता मिरे दिल में दास्ताँ मेरी
न उस दयार में समझा कोई ज़बाँ मेरी

ब-रंग-ए-सौत-ए-जरस तुझ से दूर हूँ तन्हा
ख़बर नहीं है तुझे आह कारवाँ मेरी

तिरे न आज के आने में सुब्ह के मुझ पास
हज़ार जाए गई तब-ए-बद-गुमाँ मेरी

वो नक़्श-ए-पै हूँ मैं मिट गया हो जो रह में
न कुछ ख़बर है न सुध हैगी रह-रवाँ मेरी

शब उस के कूचे में जाता हूँ इस तवक़्क़ो' पर
कि एक दोस्त है वाँ ख़्वाब पासबाँ मेरी

उसी से दूर रहा असल मुद्दआ' जो था
गई ये उम्र-ए-अज़ीज़ आह राएगाँ मेरी

तिरे फ़िराक़ में जैसे ख़याल मुफ़्लिस का
गई है फ़िक्र-ए-परेशाँ कहाँ कहाँ मेरी

नहीं है ताब-ओ-तवाँ की जुदाई का अंदोह
कि ना-तवानी बहुत है मिज़ाज-दाँ मेरी

रहा मैं दर-ए-पस-ए-दीवार-ए-बाग़ मुद्दत लेक
गई गुलों के न कानों तलक फ़ुग़ाँ मेरी

हुआ हूँ गिर्या-ए-ख़ूनीं का जब से दामन-गीर
न आस्तीन हुई पाक दोस्ताँ मेरी

दिया दिखाई मुझे तो इसी का जल्वा 'मीर'
पड़ी जहान में जा कर नज़र जहाँ मेरी



 



yeh hum jo hijr mai

- Mirza Ghalib

yeh hum jo hijr mai deewar-o-dar ko dekhte hain
kabhi saaba ko kabhi nama’bar ko dekhte hain

wo aaein ghar mai hamare khuda ki qudrat hai
kabhi hum un ko kabhi apne ghar ko dekhte hain

nazar lage na kahin us ke dast-o-bazaboo ko
yeh log kiyu mere zakhm-e-jigar ko dekhte hain

tere jawahir-e-taraf-e-kala ko kiya dekhen
hum auj-e-talaa-e-laal-o-gohar ko dekhte hain

References used by Rahat:


Aah ko chahiye ik umr asar hone tak
Kaun jeeta hai teri zulf ke sar hone tak

Humne maana ke tagaaful na karoge lekin
khaak ho jayenge hum tumko khabar hone tak
Ghazal

sar phoḌnā vo 'ġhālib'-e-shorīda haal kā 
yaad aa gayā mujhe tirī dīvār dekh kar 
Ghazal

bas-ki dushvār hai har kaam kā āsāñ honā 
aadmī ko bhī mayassar nahīñ insāñ honā 

girya chāhe hai ḳharābī mire kāshāne kī 
dar o dīvār se Tapke hai bayābāñ honā 
Ghazal


Translation by Farhana Sharmin


yeh hum jo hijr mai deewar-o-dar ko dekhte hain
kabhi saaba ko kabhi nama’bar ko dekhte hain

Line 1/2 - In the times of this separation from you, I keep looking absent minded at the doors and walls of my home. Sometimes I wait in anticipation of the messenger and sometimes for the wind coming from your direction for the winds coming may have some hint of you.

wo aaein ghar mai hamare khuda ki qudrat hai
kabhi hum un ko kabhi apne ghar ko dekhte hain

Line 3/4 - My lover has come to my house; it's a miracle from the God. I sometimes look at her, and sometimes I look at the ruins that are my only abode. Such beauty amid the desolation and ruins! How do I get to deserve this luck? This has to be a miracle from God.

nazar lage na kahin us ke dast-o-bazaboo ko
yeh log kiyu mere zakhm-e-jigar ko dekhte hain

Line 5/6 - May I not cast an evil eye looking at the lovely hand and shoulder of my beloved? Why do people look at my tortured heart (due to this unflinching love) and gossip about it? The poet says that he has been cautious to not stare at his beloved so as not to cast an evil eye and also catch the society's attention. Yet why do people not let me live peacefully?

tere jawahir-e-taraf-e-kala ko kiya dekhen
hum auj-e-talaa-e-laal-o-gohar ko dekhte hain

Line 7/8 - What to see/say about your jewelry and your golden belt and that crown of yours? The poet laments on the stark social differences between them and says that I see my luck and my position (lowly existence) on one hand and your opulent string of pearls and diamonds on the other.
Raag Maru Bihag - A raag of missing the beloved one. Beautifully sung by Prabha Atre -


Lyrics - Vilambit Ektaal
(Saavare) Kal Naahi Aaye
Tohe Milan Jiya Akulaye

Tomorrow does not come
My heart cries to meet you

Lyrics - Drut Teen Taal
Jagoon Main Saari Raina Balma
Rasiya Man Laage Na Mora

I'm waking up all night
My heart is lonely

Edited on June 30, 2017

Today, again,
on the string of grief
I threaded your memory flowers

Ones that grew wild
when we were together
in that abandoned desert

I placed at your doorstep
an offering to those
scented days
In the vase of desire
When I laid side-by-side
our separation ashes
and love flowers

Translated on 7/16/14:

Today, again, on the string of pain's grief
I threaded your memory's flowers
Ones that bloomed when we were together ...
I plucked those abandoned love's desert's flowers
Then, I placed on your doorsteps,
as an offering to the days of your memory.
Laid them Side by side, in the vase of desire,
the separation's ashes and our love's flowers

Original: 
Aj phir dard-o-gham kay dhagay main
ham piro kar teray khayal kay phool
tark-e-ulfat kay dasht say chun kar
ashnai kay mah-o-saal kay phool
teri dahleez par saja aye
phir teri yaad par charha aye
baandh kar arzoo kay pallay main
Hijra ki raakh aur vasla kay phool 

- Faiz Ahmed Faiz


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