Friday, July 15, 2011
With far away resonance of Aazan Jamal noticed movement from bed. Aaliya was taking her bath. Sonnet of sprinkling water droplets over floor of attach bath had a heavenly effects on ears like the way bhujaan purifies the sins of burhamans.
With half opened eyes, Jamal seen chaddar covered nymph standing on a prayer carpet. Watching last praying part of the congregation session was angelical. Aaliya angled her chaddar driven head to 90 degree right and then 180 degree left in order to conclude salams and raised hands.
Closed eyes and whispering lips were evident of the dedication towards praying. The monumentality of the composition and atmospheric illusionism were novel qualities of the sight that had contributed to the continuing fascination. For the moment Jamal felt jealousy for the God on account of Aaliya’s allegiance and submission.
Upon folding of prayer carpet Aaliya noticed the eyes of Jamal over her and said: What are you looking at? “Nothing!” Jamal replied in total absenteeism and while hiding his state counter asked, “What you were asking from God with this dedication?” In reply Aaliya just smiled with enigmatic facial expressions. The mesmerizing face glow was a look alike dawn marking beginning of twilight before sunrise for a surround darkness.
Aurora now had left her saffron bed,
And beams of early light the heav'ns o'erspread,
When, from a tow'r, the queen, with wakeful eyes,
Saw day point upward from the rosy skies.
(From Virgil's Aeneid)
Jamal thought that if he were Leonardo da Vinci the world surely witness portrait more promising then Mona Lisa.
(This blog is a sequel of earlier posted blog “Umeed-e-Bahar” dated November 27, 2009)
Friday, April 22, 2011
Garcha hon tarey rahbaar,
Rastoon pur ilzam tu aye ga,
Jub bhi chubhey ga sufar mien kanta,
Raastey se he poucha jae ga,
Ajab ja hai yeah duniya bhi,
Kuch na karney ka tu sila paye ga,
Qais sehra ke saraboon mien,
Laila ka dhoka khaye ga,
Shahid honge sub dar-o-deewar,
Rastoon pur ilzam tu aye ga