Verse 9after 1816aariihaa))e haa))e
G1
1
the sword-wielder's hand itself gradually became useless
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not even a single effective/mortal wound managed to fall on the heart-- alas!
| References | |
|---|---|
| Arshi, Imtiyaz Ali | Ghazal# 136 |
| Raza, Kalidas Gupta | 297-98 |
| Nuskhah-e-Hamidiyah | 187-188 |
| Asi, Abdul Bari | 218 |
| Hamid Ali Khan | Open Image |
That is, I longed for you to kill me with a sword, and that longing was not fulfilled. Here, the longing to sustain a wound does not have its literal meaning, but rather is by way of lamentation. (149)
== Nazm page 149
He says, it's a cause for sorrow, that the powerful hand became useless. I had longed for a wound to my heart from a sword-blow by that hand; that longing of mine was not able to be fulfilled. The heart's longing to sustain a wound remained within the heart itself. The meaning is that I was not able to experience your coquetry and style to the extent that I desired. (206)
Alas, the heart had still not yet been able to receive any deep wound, when when the sword-wielder's hand drooped. That is, we had not been able to experience the pleasure of love, when the beloved passed away; ee hadn't been able to know the enjoyment of coquetry and style, when the beloved departed. It's not a verse, it's a picture of longing. (273)
For extensive commentary on this whole very unusual ghazal, see 139,1 .
Bekhud sums it up perfectly: 'it's not a verse, it's a picture of longing'. He means this as a supreme compliment, along 'natural poetry' lines.
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