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Pappu yaar tang naa ker

Pappu sanu tang na ker tu,
Baray zaroori kam lage aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
Roti shoti khaa bethay aan,
Lassi shassi pee bethay aan,
Hukkay da kash laa bethay aan,
Poonjh paanjh k andron bahron,
Paanday bhi kharka bethay aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
Vekh laiyyan ne sub akhbaaran,
Sadday varkay dhul bethay aan,
Saaray akhhar saaray harf suna bethay aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
Kaisay kaisay aslay ban gaey,
Vadday vadday maslay ban gaey,
Vadday sheher vasa bethay aan,
Saara chayn ganwa bethay aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
Rizq, siyasat, ishq, kavitta,
Kujh vi khaalis rehn na ditta,
Saari khed manjha bethay aan,
Dudh vich sirka paa bethay aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
Jee karda si votaan paeyyay,
Marshal Law taun jaan chudaeyyay,
Votan shotan paa bethay aan,
Ae jamhoori raula rappa kinnay saal handa vethay aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
Sauda koi puchda naa een,
Rasta koi sujhda naa een,
Rastay de vich aa bethay aan,
Sochi payi aan hun ki kariye.
 
-Professor Anwar Masood
 

‘An apt reflection of the thoughtful nature of a nation which is extremely busy doing nothing.’

It’s time to go now


It’s time to go now,
To meet my Creator,
There’s no excuse left,
It can’t wait till later.
 
The luggage is ready,
I don’t need to pack,
Nothing new can be added,
I can only look back.
 
Oh! What have I done?
Nothing at all,
Nothing that will please ALLAH,
Nothing I can recall.
 
I had ‘The Book’,
I could’ve saved myself,
But I kept it safely,
High up on the shelf.
 
My parents were too caring,
I should’ve served them well,
The way I treated them,
I can’t even tell.
 
I heard ALLAH calling me,
Five times a day,
I knew it was important,
Just didn’t find time to pray.
 
I had a busy life,
As busy as it gets,
It wasn’t easy to balance,
Work, family and friends.
 
I wanted to grow up soon,
Then I wanted my childhood back,
This life was such a mystery,
A code I couldn’t crack.
 
It’s time to go now,
To meet my Creator,
There’s no excuse left,
It can’t wait till later.
 
It seems a bit too early,
I wish I had more time,
I feel so guilty in my heart,
Like I’ve lived a life of crime.
 
I forgot Him when times were good,
I remembered Him when things went bad,
He used to be my only hope,
The only hope I had.
 
Money could buy me everything,
Everything in the world,
But now it seems worthless,
When I fail to utter a word.
 
I knew I had to die one day,
I knew this day would come,
I thought I could fix things up,
Now I run harum-scarum.
 
It’s time to go now,
To meet my Creator,
There’s no excuse left,
It can’t wait till later.
 

Hammad A. Mateen