Monday, 2 April 2012

Mohsin Naqvi's Awaragi - An Interface With Solitude

The music lovers who follow the ghazal singer Ghulam Ali know that ‘Awaragi’ is one of the best and most popular ghazals sung by the maestro. This ghazal owes its popularity primarily to the singer and probably people recognize it more as Ghulam Ali’s ghazal than Mohsin Naqvi’s. The poet’s name, however, finds a mention in most of the albums where the singer, before singing, tells that he would be singing a ghazal by Mohsin Naqvi. Besides, the maqta (the last couplet) too has the poet’s name. Mohsin Naqvi (1955-1996) was an immensely popular Pakistani poet, who made a mark in spite of a relatively short span of life during which he got around a dozen collections published.

Mohsin Naqvi has personified awaragi and the gzazal has been set in the tone of a monologue addressed to awaragi. The literal meaning of 'awaragi' would be 'wandering' or 'vagabondage' i.e. an aimless movement, a journey without a destination. However, here the term 'awaragi' appears to be inclusive of both loneliness and aimless wandering. Besides, this wandering is not consciously self-driven; it is a product of an oblivious state of mind, the ignorance or oblivion being inherent in the ‘nature’ of the wanderer. The poet seems to be likening the awaragi, the lonely wandering, to the perennial journey in solitude of the human soul in an unknown quest. I am reminded of the following from FitzGerald’s translation of Omar Khayyam:
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.

Here is the ghazal (in Roman script) with paraphrase (as best as I can) and explanatory notes, based on an un-aided interpretation, as best as I could understand the ghazal. I cannot claim that it is the interpretation and, I am sure, people can have differing views on every word, every phrase, and every verse. But that is the beauty of literature. Is there one, only or the interpretation of Shakespeare?

ye dil ye pagal dil mera kyon bujha gaya awaragi
is dasht main ik shahar tha wo kya hua awaragi
Tell me, my lonely wanderings, why the heart’s glitter is gone;
A brimming city once, is an uninhabited jungle anon. 
The poets asks his solitude why the heart is filled with melancholy; the heart that was once like a city full of inhabitants is now like a jungle, desolate and void. The matla (the opening couplet) sets the tone for the ghazal, telling that the journey of human life is akin to an aimless wandering, devoid of hope.

kal shab mujhe be-shakl si awaz ne chaunka diya
main ne kaha tu kaun hai us ne kaha awaragi
Startled by a voice unknown yester-night, I asked its identity;
Your wandering loneliness, did the faceless voice reply.
The loneliness becomes so pervasive that it echoes and startles the individual, who soon realizes that his state of aimless wandering is a lonely journey.  

ik tu ki sadiyon se mere hamrah bhi hamraz bhi
ik main ke tere nam se na-ashna awaragi
For ages, thou have been my shadowing companion, my friend;
Here I am, unaware, I could not thy being comprehend. 
Here the poet makes it clear, and the use of the term ‘sadiyon’ (centuries) leaves no doubt, that the ‘awaragi’ is not the lonely wandering of an individual, but the universal loneliness of the human soul. It is a surprise, though, that the individual is not aware (na-ashna) of the loneliness.

ye dard ki tanhaiyan ye dasht ka viran safar
ham log to ukta gaye apni suna awaragi
Amidst the haunting loneliness, this journey through pain
Has drained our endurance, can you your vigor retain?
Here we observe a transition to the plural first person – ham log – from the individual main. The poets says that the life is like suffering in solitude (dard ki tanhaiyan), a stressful journey through a desolate terrain, which tests the ability to endure. The ‘awaragi’ though continues unfazed.
 
ik ajnabi jhonke ne jab pucha mere gam ka sabab
sahara ki bhigi ret par main ne likha awaragi
The cause of my agony, asked a breeze unknown;
My lonely wandering, on the wet sand I wrote.
The use of oxymoron is puzzling. How can there be sahara ki bhigi ret (the wet sand of the desert)? Is it a mirage? Or, does the poet want to convey that the awaragi keeps the mind so fettered and vision so blurred that they fail to recognise the symbols of hope and happiness, like the wetness of the sand? This interpretation seems to fit into the overall texture of the ghazal.

le ab to dasht-e-shab ki sari vus-atein sone lagin
ab jagna hoga hamain kab tak bata awaragi
The tired vacuum of the long night did evaporate;
Till when shall I be wakeful, my wanderings, narrate?
The poet points towards the imminent end of a sleepless night, a night which brought no comfort to the restlessness. The night, without the comforting sleep, is like a jungle (dasht) with enormous expansion (vus-atein). Then there a question: how long will the agony continue? It is more like a rhetorical question.

kal rat tanha chand ko dekha tha main ne khwab main
'Mohsin' mujhe ras ayegi shayad sada awaragi
Even the moon in my dreams, last night, was sad and lonely;
The lonely wanderings, it seems, is Mohsin’s destiny.
The awaragi has entrenched itself in the psyche in such a way that the restless wanderer cannot see beyond it. The use of the image of the lonely moon (tanha chand) is very fascinating. There can be a sky with stars without the moon, but the moon without the stars? Only a mind conditioned to solitude can imagine a tanha chand 




15 comments:

  1. A ghazal, as we all know, happens to be a poetic expression of both the pain of loss or separation and the beauty of love in spite of that pain. The form is ancient, originating in 6th century Arabic verse. It is derived from the Arabian panegyric qasida. In its style and content, it is a genre which has proved capable of an extraordinary variety of expression around its central themes of love and separation. It is one of the principal poetic forms which the Perso-Arabic civilisation offered to the eastern Islamic world.
    The civilisation is famous for its affluence, luxuriant mode of living, yearn for love, gallantry, romnticism..but not so much for the classical philosophy, at least in the thematic connotation of the term. Separation is narrated in places without number, but subjectively, without philosophysing it transmuting it to a higher level of thought. Love, hatred, loneliness, rivalry, jealousy, satisfaction, joy, in fine every kind of feeling and emotion that a man and a woman can have has been celebrated in ghazals; but even then, a few, a very exceptionally few have been recognised as finer poetry both in theme and content.
    The “commentator” does not have any knowledge of Urdu, the name of the poet although is not unheard, his works are not read. The first introduction that has been made possible by the erudite blogger is therefore essentially intriguing. With this, the famous and popular rendition of maestro Ghulam Ali, mainly the musicality of it, is thoroughly overridden by what the verse speaks, which is no less musical and romantic than the ‘heard melody’.
    The love and passion for ghazals (read poetry) of the blogger is evident from the industry that is reflected in the entire exercise. Paraphrasing, the style of it, may strike the modern reader to be slightly old fashioned and not in keeping with the post-modern jabbering. The modern reader, familiar with the newspaper-style of writing studded with monosyllabic or disyllabic terms may raise their eyebrows to interact with the expressions like ‘anon’, ‘yester-night’ or ‘wakeful’. But the other side of the coin is that these expressions and the texture with its entirety conjure up an atmosphere of romantic mystery where many questions remain answered.
    The narration resembles monologue, an unreal form of expression, not in vogue in today’s day and age. It resembles a dramatic monologue as well since the listener (the awargi) is taken for present. The annotations worked out, contributes positively towards understanding of the poem. It is in form of a real critical appreciation of a literary piece delineating the inner recesses of the verse. In fine the transcreation is an apt rejoinder of the artistic edifice.

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  2. Awesome. Quite an interesting article.
    Highly interesting. Best wishes for many more such attempts and initiatives.

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    1. Awesome. Quite an interesting article. Highly interesting. Best wishes for many more such attempts and initiatives. N P CHAWLA

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  3. I had heard rendering of this ghajal many times but this explanation has helped me to appreciate the depths of the words as never before. Thanks a lot. I look forward to more such posts that will go a long way to improve my understanding of poetry.
    Anil Kakkar

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  4. Very well described. Aatish bhai your knowledge about Urdu is amazing... Keep it up sir

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  5. Very well described. Satish bhai your knowledge about Urdu is amazing... Keep it up sir
    Mueen ud din Hameed

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    1. Thank you for your encouragement, Bhai. Your company has aided my quest for learning.
      Regards
      Satish

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  6. Kya baat hai. My favourite Ghazal and Superb analysis by you.

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  7. Person ( correction ) . Please translate na gawaon nawakae neem kash ...... . Thanks . Shakir . Ph 3347188757 and email is smeghani@aol.com

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