Saturday, February 18, 2006

Chacha Ghalib is great, so great, ever live his words and his poetry. Chacha you had a painful life, first heart break at the age of 5 and that legacy continued till you died. He had 5 dead children and so many, so many and so many KARZAAZ (debts) hovering over his head. The drunkyard icon of subcontinent lived in misery but so rich were his thoughts actually jewels that came out of him.
"Ragon mai dornay phirnay kay hum nahin kayal,
jab aankh he say na tapka to LAHU kiya hai"*
"The circulation least inspires us, if it never sheds from the eye then what worth is blood".
*Translation rights are obviously reserved, to find an accurate translation look for your ownself.

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