Thread: World Of Josh Malihabadi

Josh Malihabadi born as Shabbir Hasan Khan (December 5, 1898 ? February 22, 1982) was a noted Urdu poet born in British India, who was an Indian citizen until 1958, when he emigrated to Pakistan and became a Pakistani citizen. He wrote ghazals and nazm under the takhallus (Urdu for nom de plume) Josh (literally, "Passion" or "Intensity").




Josh was born in Malihabad, United Provinces, British India. He studied at St Peter's College, Agra and passed his Senior Cambridge examination in 1914. Although Josh subsequently studied Arabic and Persian and, in 1918, spent six months at Tagore's university, Shantiniketan, the death of his father, Bashir Ahmed Khan, in 1916, prevented him from undertaking a college education.

In 1925, Josh began to supervise translation work at Osmania University, in the princely state of Hyderabad. However, his stay there ended, when he found himself exiled from the state for writing a nazm against the Nizam of Hyderabad, the then ruler of the state. Soon thereafter, he founded the magazine, Kaleem (literally, "interlocutor" in Urdu), in which he openly wrote articles in favour of independence from the British Raj in India.

As his reputation spread, he came to be called Shaayar-e-Inquilaab ("Poet of the Revolution"). Subsequently, he became more actively involved in the freedom struggle (albeit, in an intellectual capacity) and became close to some of the political leaders of that era, especially Jawaharlal Nehru (later to be the first Prime Minister of independent India).

After the end of British Raj in India (1947), Josh became the editor of the publication Aaj-Kal (today and tomorrow).

Josh migrated to Pakistan in 1958 - despite Jawaharlal Nehru's insistence against it - over what is generally believed to be his concern regarding the future of Urdu language in India, where he thought the Hindu majority would encourage the use of Hindi rather than Urdu. After migration, Josh settled in Karachi and rigoriously worked for Anjuman-i-Tarraqi-i-Urdu with Maulvi Abdul Haq. He remained in Pakistan until he died on 22 February 1982 in Islamabad. It is reported that he was not entirely well-received in Pakistan where his iconoclastic ideas and socialistic leanings and views were not in tandem with the political and the social set up of the country.

Josh is reputed to have had a masterful command over Urdu language and was quite strict about respecting the grammar and rules of the language. The first collection of his poetry was published in 1921. The collection of his poetries include Shola-o-Shabnam, Junoon-o-Hikmat, Fikr-o-Nishaat, Sunbal-o-Salaasal, Harf-o-Hikaayat, Sarod-o-Kharosh (all Urdu titles).

On the advice of film director W.Z.Ahmed, he also wrote songs for Shalimar Pictures. During this time, he was staying in Pune. His autobiography is titled Yaadon ki Baarat.

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qadam i.nsaa.N kaa raah-e-dahar me.n tharraa hii jaataa hai
chale kitanaa hii ko_ii bachake Thokar khaa hii jaataa hai


nazar ho Khvaah kitanii hii haqaa_iq-aashnaa phir bhii
hujuum-e-kash_ma_kash me.n aadamii ghabaraa hii jaataa hai


Khilaaf-e-masalehat mai.n bhii samajhataa huu.N magar naaseh
vo aate hai.n to chehare par tahayyur aa hii jaataa hai


havaaye.N zor kitanaa hii lagaaye.N aa.Ndhiyaa.N banakar
magar jo ghir ke aataa hai vo baadal chhaa hii jaataa hai


shikaayat kyo.n ise kahate ho ye fitarat hai i.nsaa.N kii
musiibat me.n Khayaal-e-aish-e-raftaa aa hii jaataa hai


samajhatii hai.n ma'al-e-gul magar kyaa zor-e-fitarat hai
sahar hote hii kaliyo.n ko tabassum aa hii jaataa hai



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soz-e-Gam deke mujhe us ne ye irshaad kiyaa
jaa tujhe kash-ma-kash-e-dahar se aazaad kiyaa

vo kare.n bhii to kin alfaaz me.n teraa shikavaa
jin ko terii nigaah-e-lutf ne barbaad kiyaa

dil kii choTo.n ne kabhii chain se rahanaa na diyaa
jab chalii sard havaa mai.n ne tujhe yaad kiyaa

aise me.n mai.n tere taj-takalluf pe nisaar
phir to farmaaye vafaa aap ne irshaad kiyaa

is kaa ronaa nahii.n kyo.n tumane kiyaa dil barbaad
is kaa Gam hai ki bahut der me.n barbaad kiyaa

itanaa maasuum huu.N fitarat se, kalii jab chaTakii
jhuk ke mai.n ne kahaa, mujhase kuchh irashaad kiyaa

merii har saa.Ns hai is baat kii shaahid-e-maut
mai.n ne har lutf ke mauqe pe tujhe yaad kiyaa

mujhako to hosh nahii.n tumako Khabar ho shaayad
log kahate hai.n ki tumane mujhe barbaad kiyaa

vo tujhe yaad kare jisane bhulaayaa ho kabhii
hamane tujh ko na bhulaayaa na kabhii yaad kiyaa

kuchh nahii.n is ke sivaa 'Josh' hariifo.n kaa kalaam
vasl ne shaad kiyaa hijr ne naashaad kiyaa

jahannum sard hai, aur jannat key dar khulwaye jaatey hain
sar-r-mehshar pujaari husn key bulwaye jaatey hain

sehr ki zao, shafaq ki surkhiyaan, barsaat key badal
mujhe hamraaz paaker yeh manaazir khaye jaatey hain

najaaney kitni rangeen suhbatein hain meri nazron mein
bas aey muztarib! meri aankhon mein aanso aaye jaatey hain

koi had hi nahi is ahtaram-e-aadmiyyat ki
badi karta hai dushman, aur hum sharmaye jaatey hain

Ibadat

ibaadat karate hain jo log jannat kii tamannaa mein
ibaadat to nahein hai ik tarah kii vo tijaarat hai

jo Dar ke naar-e-dozaKh se Khudaa kaa naam lete hain
ibaadat kyaa vo Khaalii buzadilaanaa ek Khidamat hai

magar jab shukr-e-ne'mat mein jabiin jhukatii hai bande kii
vo sachchii bandagii hai ik shariifaanaa ita'at hai

kuchal de hasaratoun ko beniyaaz-e-mudd'a ho jaa
Khudii ko jhaaD de daaman se mard-e-baaKhudaa ho jaa

uThaa letii hai.n lahare.n tahanashii.n hotaa hai jab koii
ubharanaa hai to Garq-e-bahr-e-fanaa ho jaa

ye din bahaar ke ab ke bhii raas na aa sake
ki Gu.Nche khil to sake khil ke muskuraa na sake


merii tabaahii dil par to raham khaa na sakii
jo raushanii me.n rahe raushanii ko paa na sake


na jaane aah! ki un aa.Nsuuo.n pe kyaa guzarii
jo dil se aa.Nkh tak aaye mishgaa.N tak aa na sake


rahe.n Khuluus-e-muhabbat ke haadasaat jahaa.N
mujhe to kyaa mere naqsh-e-qadam miTaa na sake


kare.nge mar ke baqaa-e-davaam kyaa haasil
jo zi.ndaa rah ke muqaam-e-hayaat paa na sake


nayaa zamaanaa banaane chale the diivaane
na_ii zamii.n, nayaa aasamaa.N banaa na sake

Ary wah ! good job

and nice poetry

Bohat Khoob Sweety !!!

shukriya SD...

Woww jeee .. ek sey barh ker ek hain yahan