Original poem is widely popular as Hungama Hai Kyon Barpa“, the lyrics are penned by: Akbar Allahabadi (official) اكبر الہ آبادی Translation: It’s different though, that I’m in a stupor now… Otherwise, I am anything but the one betraying. Your “intoxicated eyes” would be regarded as wow… Even if aware, I would pretend to be slumbering. (Not a part of original poem, but this one is often included in musical renditions as an ice-breaker). Why is the chaos growing, if few sips have been taken? Haven’t committed any robbery nor have indulged in stealing…. That drink deserves no concern, which doesn’t tune with the heart beat. Submission is for the one special, that conquers the pulses from with-in. These are merely the reactions of the preachers inexperienced. What would they know of these colors? Ask: “Have they ever been into drinking?” At that end – an intent to bestow suffering, At this end – a will to be bearing. That has a system of desires, this too has its set of wishes. (Though a part of original poem, this one is often not included in musical renditions). When sun earns a blemish, it’s on marvels of the nature. When idols call me a pagan, “Destiny it is” – not a free-will… Each atom sparkles from the radiance of the unity… Each breath confesses, “If we exist, so does the mystery”. - Dedicated to those who step outside the boundary to experience the ecstasy, only to realize that there’s no boundary but only the illusion of one and that the source of ecstasy isn’t outside but within. [Disclaimer: Its a liberal translation/ interpretation as usual. Often trying to elevate the primary context of the poem.] - Ali Sohani
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