Maan Ka Khawab || A Mother's Dream || Dr. Allama Iqbal

(Bang-e-Dra-011) Maan Ka Khawab (Makhooz - Bachon Ke Liye)

ماں کا خواب

ماخوذ )بچوں کے لیے(

میں سوئی جو اک شب تو دیکھا یہ خواب

بڑھا اور جس سے مرا اضطراب

یہ دیکھا کہ مَیں جا رہی ہوں کہیں

اندھیرا ہے اور راہ مِلتی نہیں

لرزتا تھا ڈر سے مرا بال بال

قدم کا تھا دہشت سے اُٹھنا محال

جو کچھ حوصلہ پا کے آگے بڑھی

تو دیکھا قطار ایک لڑکوں کی تھی

زَمرّد سی پوشاک پہنے ہوئے

دِیے سب کے ہاتھوں میں جلتے ہوئے

وہ چُپ چاپ تھے آگے پیچھے رواں

خدا جانے جانا تھا اُن کو کہاں

اسی سوچ میں تھی کہ میرا پِسر

مجھے اُس جماعت میں آیا نظر

وہ پیچھے تھا اور تیز چلتا نہ تھا

دِیا اُس کے ہاتھوں میں جلتا نہ تھا

کہا مَیں نے پہچان کر، میری جاں!

مجھے چھوڑ کر آ گئے تم کہاں؟

جُدائی میں رہتی ہوں مَیں بے قرار

پروتی ہوں ہر روز اشکوں کے ہار

نہ پروا ہماری ذرا تم نے کی

گئے چھوڑ، اچھّی وفا تم نے کی!

جو بچّے نے دیکھا مرا پیچ و تاب

دیا اُس نے مُنہ پھیر کر یوں جواب

رُلاتی ہے تجھ کو جُدائی مری

نہیں اس میں کچھ بھی بھلائی مری

یہ کہہ کر وہ کچھ دیر تک چُپ رہا

دِیا پھر دِکھا کر یہ کہنے لگا

سمجھتی ہے تُو ہو گیا کیا اسے؟

ترے آنسوؤں نے بُجھایا اسے!

A Mother’s Dream

(Adopted For Children From William Cowper)

Mein Soyi Jo Ek Shab To Dekha Ye Khawab

Barha Aur Jis Se Mera Iztarab

As I slept one night I saw this dream

Which further increased my vexation

Ye Dekha Ke Mein Ja Rahi Hun Kahin

Andhera Hai Aur Rah Milti Nahin

I dreamt I was going somewhere on the way

Dark it was and impossible to find the way

Larazta Tha Der Se Mera Baal Baal

Qadam Ka Tha Dehshat Se Uthna Mahal

Trembling all over with fear I was

Difficult to take even a step with fear was

Jo Kuch Hosla Pa Ke Aagay Berhi

To Dekha Qitar Aik Larkon Ki Thi

With some courage as I forward moved

I saw some boys as lined in nice array

Zumurad Si Poshak Pehne Huay

Diye Sub Ke Hathon Mein Jalte Huay

Dressed in emerald‐like raiment they were

Carrying lighted lamps in their hands they were

Woh Chup Chap Thay Agay Peche Rawan

Khuda Jane Jana Tha Un Ko Kahan

They were going quietly behind each other

No one knew where they were to go

Iss Soch Mein Thi Ke Mera Pisar

Mujhe Uss Jamat Mein Aya Nazar

Involved in this thought was I

When in this troupe my son saw I

Woh Peche Tha Aur Taez Chalta Na Tha

Diya Uss Ke Hathon Mein Jalta Na Tha

He was walking at the back, and was not walking fast

The lamp he had in his hand was not lighted

Kaha Mein Ne Pehchan Ker, Meri Jaan!

Mujhe Chor Ker Aa Gye Tum Kahan?

Recognizing him I said “O My dear!

Where have you come leaving me there?

Judai Mein Rehti Hun Main Be-Qarar

Paroti Hun Her Rouz Ashkon Ke Haar

Restless due to separation I am

Weeping every day for ever I am

Na Perwa Humari Zara Tum Ne Ki

Gye Chor, Achi Wafa Tum Ne Ki!

You did not care even a little for me

What loyalty you showed, you left me”!

Jo Bache Ne Dekha Mera Peach O Taab

Diya Uss Ne Munh Phair Ker Yun Jawab

As the child saw the distress in me

He replied thus, turning around to me

Rulati Hai Tujh Ko Juddai Meri

Nahin Uss Mein Kuch Bhi Bhalai Meri

“The separation from me makes you cry

Not least little good does this to me”

Ye Keh Ker Vo Kuch Dair Tak Chup Raha

Diya Phir Dikha Ker Ye Kehne Laga

He remained quiet for a while after talking

Showing me the lamp then he started talking

Samajhti Hai Tu Ho Gaya Kya Issay?

Tere Aanasuon Ne Bhujaya Issay!

“Do you understand what happened to this?

Your tears have extinguished this”!

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Mother’s Dream: English translation of Dr. Allama Iqbal’s Maa Ka Khawab by Iqra Jamal

While sleeping one night, I saw a dream,

That aroused my curiosity to esteem,

In my dream, I was scrolling around,

Darkness prevailed; nothing was found

Body was shivering, soul was in tear,

Feet were frozen by extreme fear,

Gathering my courage, I moved a step,

Found a queue of some boys ahead.

Wearing greenish robe, steady on the lands,

Holding the bright lanterns in their hands,

Intensely quiet, they were moving so fast,

God knows, where they have to halt.

Lost in thoughts, I noticed my dear,

Walking in the group of all those peers,

With his slow tread, he was lagging back,

The lamp in his hands had turned black.

Seeing him, I pleaded, Ah my dear,

Where had you gone leaving me in tears?

Your separation has made me so craving,

Each day contributes to my despairing.

Leaving us all behind, you cared no one,

Showed no affection by departing all alone.

Staring my body upside down,

He replied by turning face around.

“My grief makes you teary and sob

In return, I get no peace, no hope”,

As he answered, he became so quiet,

Resumed speaking by showing his light,

“You Know why this lamp looks brown?

Your tears had burst all light down”.

Iqra Jamal is an undergraduate student of Physics at NUST Islamabad. 

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