No one finds a perfect place - Kisi ko Mukammal jahaan nahin miltaa

Kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin miltaa
Kaheen zameen, kaheen aasmaan nahin miltaa

Tamaam shehar mein aisaa nahin khuloos na ho
Jahaan ummeed ho is kee vahaan nahin miltaa

Kahaan chiraag jalaayen kahaan gulaab rakhen
Chhaten to milti hain lekin makaan nahin miltaa

Ye kya azaab hai sab apnay aap mein gum hain
Zubaan milee hai magar ham-Zubaan nahin miltaa

Bujhaa skaa hai bhalaa kaun vaqt kay sholay

Ye aesi aag hai jis me dhuaan nahin miltaa

Chiraag jaltay hee beenaayi bujhnay lagtee hai
Khud apnay ghar mein hi ghar ka nishaan nahin miltaa
                                           " Nida Fazali "

Khuloos = Truth, Sincerity, Honesty
Azaab      = Pain, Sorrow, Grief
Beenaayi = Ability to see

     

                           English Translation 

No one ever finds a complete - a perfect place of one's choice.

Either there is no land - or the sky is not there. 

It's not that there is no honesty and sincerity in the whole city - in the whole world.

However, where it is expected, it's not there.

Where to light the lamp - where to keep the roses?

Roofs are there, but homes are not there. 

What a pain it is to see that everyone is lost in themselves - in selfishness.

We have the tongue, but those who speak the same tongue - 

same thoughts, contents, or doctrine - are not there.

Was there anyone who was able to extinguish the flames of time?

It is such a fire where the smoke is not there. 

(Dissatisfaction - discontentment grows deep within the hearts and may not show outwardly. 

But no one has ever been able to suppress the feelings of people 

- of changing times)

As soon as the lamp is lit - the ability to see begins to fade. 

No trace of the home is found in one's own home -

The feeling of being at home is not there.