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Across The Graveyard, A Wind Flays…1406-2k11
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<blockquote data-quote="saadat tahir" data-source="post: 3996" data-attributes="member: 495"><p><em>(baad’e samoom... wo tazeeana ik lehad ka …)</em></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Just wanted to buy Aasma a doll!</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">If possible for Haider a plastic ball!</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">from village back’ome, I shied a call.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Heer so wants a colorful shawl.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Suffering days for a better deal.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Barely keep life on an even keel.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Gave up wishing for lamb or veal.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Hardly the bills or our meters seal.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Pennies we cough through our nose,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">blossom on our rags as bloody rose.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Who will be willing for asking those,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">who bleed us white and hunker close.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Maan’s in hospital so many days,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">I slog the corridors! Weary ways!</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Across the graveyard a wind now flays,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">by the mound where Father lays,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">That everyday I trudge teary eyed.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">Wandering! Why? My life has lied.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">With my desires my heart too died,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3">to a desolate breath it still is tied.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #00b3b3"></span></span></p><p></p><p>original</p><p></p><p>saadat tahir</p><p></p><p>14 June, 2k11</p><p></p><p></p><p><em>Glossary:</em></p><p></p><p><em>Aasma… common Pakistani name for girls.</em></p><p></p><p><em>Haider… common Pakistani name for boys.</em></p><p></p><p><em>Heer … proverbial folk lore name for a young lady.</em></p><p></p><p><em>Maan … common noun, mother…here Motherland.</em></p><p></p><p><em>Father… common noun, here Quaid e Azam…father of the nation.</em></p><p></p><p></p><p><strong><em>(baad’e samoom... wo tazeeana ik lehad ka …)</em></strong></p><p></p><p><em>Urdu translation of the title.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="saadat tahir, post: 3996, member: 495"] [I](baad’e samoom... wo tazeeana ik lehad ka …)[/I] [SIZE=4][COLOR=#00b3b3] Just wanted to buy Aasma a doll! If possible for Haider a plastic ball! from village back’ome, I shied a call. Heer so wants a colorful shawl. Suffering days for a better deal. Barely keep life on an even keel. Gave up wishing for lamb or veal. Hardly the bills or our meters seal. Pennies we cough through our nose, blossom on our rags as bloody rose. Who will be willing for asking those, who bleed us white and hunker close. Maan’s in hospital so many days, I slog the corridors! Weary ways! Across the graveyard a wind now flays, by the mound where Father lays, That everyday I trudge teary eyed. Wandering! Why? My life has lied. With my desires my heart too died, to a desolate breath it still is tied. [/COLOR][/SIZE] original saadat tahir 14 June, 2k11 [I]Glossary:[/I] [I]Aasma… common Pakistani name for girls.[/I] [I]Haider… common Pakistani name for boys.[/I] [I]Heer … proverbial folk lore name for a young lady.[/I] [I]Maan … common noun, mother…here Motherland.[/I] [I]Father… common noun, here Quaid e Azam…father of the nation.[/I] [B][I](baad’e samoom... wo tazeeana ik lehad ka …)[/I][/B] [I]Urdu translation of the title.[/I] [/QUOTE]
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