A Hurt Nightingale

Tonight as I sleep, I will be a hurt nightingale.

Just last night, I was full of aspirations.  And tonight, I am deflated. I woke up today morning with dreams in my eyes. Tomorrow, fear will bubble in my heart as the suns rays touch down on my eyes.

A day can change many a things. It may kick start His intentions. Or even sink a few dreams.

I am a hurt nightingale.

And this is my song.

The beautiful lyrics and their meaning are right below.

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Bismil bismil 

bulbul-e-bismil

mat mil mat mil 

gul se mat mil

O nightingale of the hurt one,

Don't meet the flower..

Bismil bismil bulbul-e-bismil

aye dil-e bulbul-e bulbul-e-bismil

Mushkil-e-dil bhi mushkil hoti hai

Dil dhadke dil dil dadke to

dhadkan-e-dil bhi harkat-e-dil hoti hai

Khushbu-e-gul mein ishq bhara hai

O nightingale of the hurt one,

O heart of the nightingale of the hurt one,

Even the trouble of heart is a trouble.

When the heart beats (i.e. when the heart is anxious)

Even the heartbeat is some feeling in the heart,

There is love filled in the scent of a flower..

mat mil mat mil gul se mat mil

aye bulbul-e-bismil

(but) don't meet the flower,

O nightingale of the hurt one..

Sun le zamaana samjhata hoon

teri kahaani dohraata hoon

aye dil-e-bulbul, bulbul-e-bismil..

Listen, O world, as I explain..

I repeat your story,

O heart of the nightingale of the hurt one..

ik jodaa tha nar-maada ka

bholi thi bulbul, nar saada tha

barf gira karti thi jab, bhar jaati thi kohsaaron mein

ik baaz bada badneeyat tha

udta tha sabz anzaaron mein,

pankhon mein uske maut chhupi thi,

mehfil mehfil dhoondh raha tha mehelon ki manzil..

There was a pair of male-female,

The nightingale was straightforward, the male was simple too.

When the snow used to fall, it was filled in the mountains..

There was a falcon with very bad intentions,

it used to fly in the sight of greeneries (where everything was good)

There was dealth hidden in its wings,

party after party, it was looking for a destination of castles..

bulbul ke khwaabon mein jaa kar

zeher ke dank lagaaye thhe

khushbu-e-gul mein zeher bhara,

aur maada ko bhijwaaye thhe..

It had gone to the dreams of the nightningale,

and put the poisonous stings in..

It filled poison in the scent of flowers

and sent it to the female (or the nightingale)..

zeher ke dank lagaaye thhe

bulbul ke khwaabon mein jaa kar

maada ko bhijwaye the..

zeher ke dank lagaaye

Vaadi mein chhidka baarood

jheel mein jaal bichha daale

Chhuriyon se bechaare nar ke

dono pankh kataa daale

(The falcon) spread gunpowder in the valley,

and spread nets in the lake..

With knives,

it got both the wings of the poor male cut..

are dil dil dil dil jhooth kahe ye

jhooth kahe buzdil

O heart, heart,

This coward is telling a lie..

[This line probably tells what the female/nightingale/Tabu is thinking, though it could be anyone as everyone thinks of the other side as coward and liar here.]

mat mil mat mil gul se mat mil

aye bulbul-e-bismil

Zakhmi nar ko qaid kiya

zanjeeron mein bandhwaaya

baramula ke sheerinpur se dil paani mein phinkwaaya

(The falcon) captured the hurt male,

and got him tied with chains..

Then he threw the heart [i.e. the male of the story] in water from Shirinpur of Baramulla.

[Baramulla is a district/town of Kashmir, on the bank of Jhelum river.]

Jehlum, Jehlum laal laal hua laal laal hua

laal laal hua laal..

Kashmir ke paani ki taaseerein,

ghul gayin zanjeerein takdeerein,

zinda hai wo zinda hoga,

mujrim bhi sharminda hoga

The Jhelum (river's water) was red, red, 

It all got red..

The effect of Kashmir's water,

chains and fates got dissolved..

He is alive, he would be alive.

And the culprit will be embarrassed. 

hosh mein aaja, hosh mein aaja

aye bulbul-e-bismil..

khushbu-e-gul mein zeher bhara hai..

hosh mein aaja, hosh mein aaja

aye bulbul-e-bismil..

Come to your senses, be conscious,

O nightingale of the hurt one..

There is poison filled in the scent of the flower,

come to your senses,

O nightingale of the hurt one..

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