Mirza Asadullah Khan (Ghalib)-27-12-1797(Agra) To 15-02-1869 (Delhi)
To fly away from the tavern is refusal to inherit the eternity,
To evade the ale and to discern the bartender is rarity.
Saying of confident, musical instruments has no disparity from veil,
Closing eyes, to witness the glimpse of intoxicated eyes is also rarity.
Hazed in the riddle of mysticism, clueless about the remedy of pain,
Unable to lift the blues of universe, to find console is utter rarity.
Every drop of ale belongs to bartender and you are so perplexed,
Affronting divine creations and longing for salvation is rarity.
Try to love the mankind, that is also the great form of worship,
It is His imprint upon every smiling lips, to achieve from rosary is rarity.
It is suicidal, beware, fending with saints and preachers,
Jailed in a lattice and longing for an own follower is also rarity.
And part of all the gloried lives, look what is best, then adore those,
The wish I have, must be of pure gold, otherwise staying is rarity.
By Rabindranath Banerjee(Ranjan)