Ab Hum Kya Batai?

How can I not love you with all of me when you are so outwardly, and inwardly manifest

Allah makes your self known to me in every little thing, hitting right in the chest

Rains attempt to extinguish the flame of this house

Love, Pyaar, Mohabbat, Ishq, Fanaa

All of them are a fiery family which water cannot douse

Oh tender quilted red jug of blood

Why do you not shun or push away this fire?

See how you did not hurriedly shun

Flames of love shoot as if rays from the sun

They burn the heart, alongside the liver and lung

And for this the chest quivers as it has been hung

And are you not aware of each organ’s own heart

Each suffers a unique misfortune related to the dart

Oh break of day’s gentle gale

I swear on your life, and it’s a difficult oath to take

If Queens of Paradise saw your chaand raat face

They would forget their namaaz and spill wines of pure love

If the Maharanis of India saw your hair in the wind

Or even in the dreams of you flying above

They would get on their knees and burn temples into thin air

If you want, go ahead and cast me into the deep fire of despair

I embark upon several strategies and plans

That this blazing fire within may somewhat subside

Each one more gruelling and painful that of the previous slide

To transmute, push down this love, perhaps even have it hide

I release a breeze for her own sake and so that the heated heart may cool

The fire increases a millionfold from what it was

What more can I say sisters and brethren

Unusual are the stories of our Lord and Love’s charted ways

Good health to you, O spring flower of heaven

How does it feel knowing that the qibla turns to you and prays

It’s from الله