Ghareeb-e-Zahra ki ghurbat suno (Maqtal)
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ghareeb e zahra ki ghurbat suno aye ehle azaa
akela reh gaya maqtal mein jab mera maula
sipaah e shaam ne charo taraf se gher liya
labe faraat tha har ek khoon ka pyaasa
tha ghul charagh e imamat abhi bujhana hai
zamee'n pe zeen se shabbir ko girana hai
Hear the tragedy of Fatima's (as) downtrodden son, oh mourners!
When my master Husayn (as) was left all alone on the battlefield…
The army surrounded him from all four sides
Everyone near the Euphrates River was thirsting for his blood.
The cry went out: "We must extinguish the lamp of Imamate now!"
"We must throw Husayn (as) from his saddle to the ground!"
ye sunke sang kisine jabeen par maara
kisi ne pehlu mein barchi ka phal utaar diya
kisi ne saamne aakar chalayi tegh e jafa
ghareeb e zahra ka zee'n par sambhalna mushkil tha
ali o zahra ko rann mein rulaya jaata tha
hussain girte nahi the giraya jaata tha
Hearing this, someone struck Husayn (as) with a stone on his forehead.
Someone else thrust a spearhead into his side!
Someone came forward and wielded a sword of tyranny against him!
It was difficult for Fatima's (as) downtrodden son to stay on his saddle.
Ali (as) and Fatima (as) were being made to weep on the battlefield
Husayn (as) wasn't falling on his own; he was being forced down!
laga jo teer to asghar ko sheh ne yaad kiya
pukara ghazi ko jis waqt sar pe gurz laga
lagi jo barchi to akbar ko di tadap ke sadaa
tamacha khooli ne maara to bole ya zahra
ali ko yaad kiya sar pe zarb chalte hue
hasan ko yaad kiya mooh se khoon ugalte hue
When an arrow struck him, my Master Husayn (as) remembered Ali Asghar (as)!
He cried out to Abbas (as) the flag bearer when a mace struck his head!
When the spear pierced him, he cried out to Ali Akbar (as) in agony!
When Khooli struck him with a slap, he cried, "Oh Fatima (as)!"
He remembered Ali (as) as blows were struck upon his head...
He remembered Hassan (as) as blood gushed from his mouth!
zamee'n pe zeen se hazrat jo muh ke bal aaye
jo teer seene mein the pusht se nikal aaye
nikal ke pehlu se sab barchhiyon ke phal aaye
qaraar kis tarha ab sheh ko ek pal aaye
rakaab payro se ibn e ali ki chhoot gayi
tamaam pasliyan sibt e nabi ki toot gayi
When the Husayn (as] fell face down from his saddle to the ground…
The arrows that were in his chest emerged from his back
All the spearheads that were in his side came out from his other side
How could Husayn (as) find even a moment of peace now?
Ali's (as) son's feet slipped from the stirrups!
All the ribs of the Prophet's (pbuh) grandson were shattered!
rakam kiya hai yeh raavi ne dard ka manzar
ke chalne wala tha jis dum hussain par khanjar
behen se aage khadi thi hussain ki dukhtar
kaha yeh shimr se us dum ghareeb ne rokar
meri sakina kahin dum na tod de zalim
tu rehem kar mere baalon ko chhod de zalim
The narrator has recorded this scene of pain:
At the very moment the dagger was about to be used on Husayn (as)…
Husayn's (as) daughter Sakina (as) stood in front of her aunt Zaynab (as)
At that moment, the downtrodden Imam (as) cried and said:
"My Sakina (as) might die, O cruel oppressor!
Have mercy on her, you tyrant, and let go of my hair!"
padha tha dasht mein bejaan batool ka beta
hussain zinda hai kya shimr se kisi ne kaha
qareeb jaake ye ki shimr ne phir has ke sada
wo dekho aa gayi maqtal mein saniye zahra
ye sunte hi shahe dilgeer uth ke baith gaye
behen ke naam pe shabbir uth ke baith gaye
The lifeless son of Fatima (as) lay on the plain
Someone asked Shimr, "Is Husayn (as) still alive!?"
Approaching him, Shimr then shouted with a laugh:
"Look! The second Fatima Zaynab (as) has arrived at the battlefield!"
Hearing this, the grief-stricken King (as) sat up
Husayn (as) sat up at the mention of his sister's name!
yeh kehke aage badha haath mein liye khanjar
udhar tadapne lagi ek laash darya par
idhar khayaam se nikli batool ki dukhtar
ajeeb be adabi shimr ne ye ki aakar
zara si bhi na murawwat dikhayi zalim ne
kalam e paak ko thokar lagayi zalim ne
Saying this, Shimr moved forward, holding the dagger in his hand.
On one side, the body of Abbas (as) began to tremble by the river…
On the other, Fatima's (as) daughter emerged from the tents
Shimr committed a strange act of disrespect upon arriving:
The cruel man showed not an ounce of compassion...
The tyrant kicked the living Quran!
ajab tarhan se sitamgar ye kar raha tha sitam.
kabhi hussain ki zulfoa’n mein haath thay baaham.
pakad ke reesh-e-mubarak kabhi hansa azlam.
hataaya baloan ko khanjar se shimr ne ik dum.
kaha ghareeb ne tu pyaar maa ka kya jaanay.
galay pe meray gala rakh diya hai zahra ne.
The oppressor was committing this cruelty in a strange way
Sometimes his hands were intertwined in Husayn's (as) hair…
Sometimes the dark-hearted man laughed as he grabbed his blessed beard.
Suddenly, Shimr moved the hair aside with his dagger.
The downtrodden Imam said, "It is clear that you do not know of a mother's love"
"My mother, Fatima (as) is with me and has placed her head upon my throat!"
kaha hussain ne amma hata le apna gala
mazeed aap ho zakhmi yeh ho nahi sakta
gale pe shaah ke khanjar laeen ka jo chala
sada yeh aati thi subhana rabbiyal a'ala
pisar ka khoon baha sayyeda ki godi mein
sar e hussain kata fatima ki godi mein
Husayn (as) continued, "Mother, please move your head!"
"It is not possible for you to be wounded any further!"
As the accursed man's dagger moved across Husayn's (as)] throat
This cry was heard: "Glory be to my Lord, the Most High!"
The blood of the son flowed into the lap of the Lady Fatima (as)!
Husayn's (as) head was severed in Fatima's (as) lap!