The Price

It starts as an innocent pursuit, a humble desire akin to a butterfly in its cocoon, small and vulnerable.
Affirmations act like the morning sun, small victories like spring water, and hope as fresh air.
Riding on a wave of dreams and aspirations, each obstacle seems like a chance to prove your mettle and every challenge a moment to rise above the rest.
Seldom is the price of dreams calculated, rarely are the consequences of this journey explained.
What we inherit is the glimmer of hope and the promise of glory.
And then suddenly you find yourself asking, “How did I get here?”

Etiraaf
by Javed Akhtar

Transliteration

Sach to ye hai kasoor apna hai
chand ko choone ki tamanna ki
aasmaan ko zameen par manga
phool chaha ke pattharon pe khile
kaanton me ki talaash khushboo ki
aag se maangte rahe thandak
barf me dhoondte rahe garmi
khwab jo dekha chaha ke sach ho jaye
iski humko saza to milni thi
sach to ye hai kasoor apna hai

Translation
Truth is that the blame is our own
A desire to touch the moon
Asking for the sky on earth
We wanted flowers to bloom from a rock
Looked for fragrance within thorns
Kept wanting for coolness from fire
In ice we looked for warmth
The dreams we saw we hoped they became reality
We had to recieve punishment
Truth is that the blame is our own.
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22 thoughts on “The Price”

  1. Truth is that the blame is our own, may be the poet’s assertion here. However, the poet’s assertion is also is that human aims must always be beyond reach or what is a heaven for? The poet here is Robert Browning. By the way, thanks for liking my post, and thereby leaving the trail to your world. How do I pronounce your name Mzee?

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  2. Gulzaar sahab poem makes a lot of sense – when we ask for the impossible we have to blame only ourselves. But Mzee hope you don’t mind my saying kasoor kise ka bhi nahi hai πŸ™‚ because when we look upward to the beautiful moon or the vast sky we simply are mesmerized.

    Cheers.

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  3. When something happens contrary to our expectations when that happening gives us benefit though unnatural it is in fact a God sent gift for us besides being a poetic reality. Wish that it happens in real life!

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