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Monday, January 02, 2012

Yeh isq isq hai, isq isq

Yeh isq isq hai, isq isq…

This love is love is love is love…

Suffering will be understood by those who have suffered.
Therefore, I address the burning light, not the gathering moth…

Because this love is love is love is love…

And you revel in the end, the process of burning and turning to ashes
Where the flickering light transforms into a passionate moth…

Because this love is love is love is love…

A loving heart cannot be tamed by rules and rituals
Or with the fears of knives or swords.
Love is Majnu’s call against which no walls in any cities
Could keep Laila in their confines.

Because this love is love is love is love…

If you’d ask with a smile, I’d offer you my life
What’s the life worth, I’d offer you my honour.

Because this love is love is love is love…

You tell me passionately, you got to live
You give me poison and say you got to drink it.
When I do, you say why you don’t die now,
And when I die, you say you got to survive.

Because this love is love is love is love…

Each ritual is important in worship of love
And at every step, there’s a wall, higher and higher.
Love is free, free, neither Hindu, nor Musalman is love
Love itself is its own religion, its own honour.
What the Sheikh or the Brahman do not know
Love is the announcement of that reality.

Because this love is love is love is love…

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