The Afghan Psychology ( Iqbal's Mehrab Gul Afghan Ke Afkar )

                                  The Afghan Psychology 

                             ( Iqbal’s Mehrab Gul Ke Afkar )

                     O my highland! Leaving thee where should I go?

                     In thy rocks is contained my forefathers' dust,

                     From the first day thou art destination of falcons and eagles,

                     Free from tulips and flowers, free from songs of nightingales,

                     In thy bends and twists abides my lofty heaven,

                     Thy dust is sweet-smelling! Thy water is refulgent!

                     A falcon will never accept dominance of pheasants and doves,

                     For lavishness of life I cannot kill my soul,

                      O my high-minded piety! What is thy decision?*

                      Princely award of the west or the clothe in tatters?

                      * Piety means taqwa that is dauntless devotion to Allah swt.

                                               Part – 2

                      Rivalry between nations is an eternal fact,

                      Old firmament favours none, neither thee nor me,

                      Realise thy self, don’t be disappointed of the troubles,

                      For, the troubles faced will correct thy weakness,

                      It is thee that will remain unique and incomparable,

                      If it dawns upon thy heart “ Allah has no partners”.

                                              Part-3

                  Thy prayer cannot change the decree of God,

                  But, it is just possible that thou would change,

                   If in thy self a revolution develops,

                   Not surprising! It may all round change,

                   Quraanic rules and its effects will remain unchanged,

                   Thy efforts and others’ attitude will become changed,

                   Thy prayer is that thy aspiration be fulfilled,

                   My prayer is that thy aspiration be changed.

                       ( Suggestions invited for betterment )

                        E-book publishers invited.

                                             Part – 4

                Whether the curved sky, whether the sun or the moon,

                 All are in motion, fatigued of journey,

                 Alexander burst like thunder!

                 Thou are informed O the sudden death!

                 Nadir looted the wealth of Delhi,

                 An strike of the sword finished his life,

                  The Afghans survived, so did their land,

                  God’s rule on God’s land,

                  Necessity cripples a sovereign being,

                  Necessity forces a lion to profess like a fox,

                 

                                          Part – 5

                       This school, this play, this noise in haste,

                        In this ample luxury every moment is new sorrow,

                       That is not learning but poison for the sovereign,

                       The result of which is two handfuls of barley grains,

                        O the unmindful! Literature and philosophy are nothing,

                        For providing technology great efforts are needed,

                        Technology is preferable to natural arts,

                        It can convert darkness of evening into light of dawn,

                         If an engineer wishes, by means of technology,

                         Can do wonders and improve quality of life.

                                                      Part – 6

                           Who is an inventor in the world of inventions,

                            Gets respect from people in all ages,

                            Do not spoil thy originality by conformation,

                            Protect it as this pearl is peerless,

                             Message of renewal suits that nation,

                             In whose imagination abides night-clubs,

                             But, I apprehend this voice of renewal of culture,

                             In the east is a pretext to adopt the western culture.

·        Suggestions invited for betterment.

·        E-book publishers attention please.