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Ghalib in his own words
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It is not possible that even by mistake
I should find ease and comfort
In the wilderness of grief, I am the deer
which has espied the hunter

Whether by predestination or free will
I remain afflicted; sometimes
I am a long-drawn sigh
And sometimes A trickling tear

I have nothing to do with the rosary
Or with the wine bowl
In a dream, I am as one
Whose hands have been cut off

Being most humble
I bear enmity to none
I am neither a fallen grain
Nor a streched-cut share

My value and my position
Are not what they should be
I am that Joseph
Who is sold to the first bidder

There is no place for me
In the heart of anyone
I am an eloquent speech
Which is so far unheard

My songs are prompted by delight
In the heat of my ideas
I am the nighingale
Of the flower-garden of the future

In the circle of the pious
I am the contemptible
But in the company of sinners
I am the most select

O Asad as one bitten
By a dog fears water
So I, being man-bitten
Am afraid of the mirror

-by Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib
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