mere mehboob kahiin aur mila kar mujhse
bazm-e-shaahii mein gareebon kaa guzar kyaa maane…
ye chamandaar, ye jamuna kaa kinaaraa
ye munakkash dar-e-deewar
ye mehraab, ye takht
ek shehenshah ne daulat ka sahaaraa lekar
hum gareebon kii muhabbat kaa udaayaa hai mazaak…
roughly translated to …
lets meet somewhere else my love,
it’s not acceptable for the poor to be in royal assembly.
this garden, these riverbanks, the palace, these decorated walls !
all this is nothing but contempt shown by a king towards our love !
lets meet somewhere else, my love
A little like the ill-fated relationship between Dorian Gray and his picture, seems like the Taj is being slowly worn away to redundance by Ludhianwi’s poem…