रियाज़ ख़ैराबादी के तआरुफ़ में सबसे ज़ियादा कही और सुनी जाने वाली बात ये है कि उन्होंने कभी शराब नहीं पी लेकिन शराब पर सबसे ज़ियादा और सबसे अच्छे शेर कहे। पहली बात पर यक़ीन के साथ कुछ नहीं कहा जा सकता लेकिन दूसरी बात पूरी तरह दुरुस्त है। उर्दू के साहित्यिक इतिहास में रियाज़… continue reading
A Romanticist-cum-Marxist, Sahir Ludhianvi remains with us as an iconic poet. Celebrated as a poet, film lyricist, he also remained at the centre of stories that has kept us fascinated over these decades. Here are some excerpts from his poetry that establish him as a poet of resistance par excellence. Dreams sustain us. Even in… continue reading
Dagh Dehlvi lived a life of pain and pining in love. He left behind a treasure-trove of love poetry but did not experience the blessings of love. His coffer was empty; he only knew of an illusory love and died with a wish for turning that illusion into a reality.
To think of love and life is to think of Ghalib the lover, and Ghalib the beloved. He was not angelic in form and moving, nor a god in his apprehension but he surely was a piece of work, not very noble in reason but infinite in faculty. He was indeed Shakespeare’s ‘quintessence of dust’ who saw his love going to dust with emotional attachment and philosophical detachment.
Momin lived to love and loved to live but he could not have luck with any of his beloveds.
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