tire vaade par jiye ham to ye jaan jhuut jaana ki khushi se mar na jaate agar e'tibar hota

that your promise made me live, let that not deceive happily my life i'd give, if i could but believe the lover says their survival was tied to the beloved’s promise, but that promise proved false. the sharp paradox is that real trust would have brought such overwhelming relief that the lover would have “died of joy.” the couplet turns faith into a life-support and exposes how betrayal converts hope into bitter self-reproach. love here is shown as suspended between trust and the pain of being deceived.

dil ko tiri chahat pe bharosa bhi bahut hai aur tujh se bichhad jaane ka dar bhi nahin jaata

musafiron se mohabbat ki baat kar lekin musafiron ki mohabbat ka e'tibar na kar

adatan tum ne kar diye vaade adatan ham ne e'tibar kiya

main ab kisi ki bhi ummid tod sakta huun mujhe kisi pe bhi ab koi e'tibar nahin

miri zaban ke mausam badalte rahte hain main aadmi huun mira e'tibar mat karna

subut hai ye mohabbat ki sada-lauhi ka jab us ne vaada kiya ham ne e'tibar kiya

ya tere alava bhi kisi shai ki talab hai ya apni mohabbat pe bharosa nahin ham ko

divaren chhoti hoti thiin lekin parda hota tha talon ki ijad se pahle sirf bharosa hota tha

har-chand e'tibar men dhoke bhi hain magar ye to nahin kisi pe bharosa kiya na jaae

miri taraf se to tuuta nahin koi rishta kisi ne tod diya e'tibar tuut gaya

main us ke vaade ka ab bhi yaqin karta huun hazar baar jise aazma liya main ne

to this day her promises i do still believe who a thousand times has been wont to deceive

jhuut par us ke bharosa kar liya dhuup itni thi ki saaya kar liya

ham aaj rah-e-tamanna men ji ko haar aae na dard-o-ghham ka bharosa raha na duniya ka

bahut qarib rahi hai ye zindagi ham se bahut aziiz sahi e'tibar kuchh bhi nahin

dard-e-dil kya bayan karun 'rashki' us ko kab e'tibar aata hai

kisi pe karna nahin e'tibar meri tarah luta ke baithoge sabr o qarar meri tarah

ye aur baat ki iqrar kar saken na kabhi miri vafa ka magar un ko e'tibar to hai

jab nahin kuchh e'tibar-e-zindagi is jahan ka shaad kya nashad kya

aap ka e'tibar kaun kare roz ka intizar kaun kare

who can depend on what you say? who will wait each every day? the speaker questions the beloved’s credibility because promises have repeatedly failed. “trust” and “daily waiting” become symbols of a relationship worn down by inconsistency. the tone is weary and slightly accusing: affection remains, but faith has been exhausted. the couplet captures how repeated delays turn hope into doubt.

tire vaade par jiye ham to ye jaan jhuut jaana ki khushi se mar na jaate agar e'tibar hota

that your promise made me live, let that not deceive happily my life i'd give, if i could but believe the lover says their survival was tied to the beloved’s promise, but that promise proved false. the sharp paradox is that real trust would have brought such overwhelming relief that the lover would have “died of joy.” the couplet turns faith into a life-support and exposes how betrayal converts hope into bitter self-reproach. love here is shown as suspended between trust and the pain of being deceived.

dil ko tiri chahat pe bharosa bhi bahut hai aur tujh se bichhad jaane ka dar bhi nahin jaata

musafiron se mohabbat ki baat kar lekin musafiron ki mohabbat ka e'tibar na kar

adatan tum ne kar diye vaade adatan ham ne e'tibar kiya

aap ka e'tibar kaun kare roz ka intizar kaun kare

who can depend on what you say? who will wait each every day? the speaker questions the beloved’s credibility because promises have repeatedly failed. “trust” and “daily waiting” become symbols of a relationship worn down by inconsistency. the tone is weary and slightly accusing: affection remains, but faith has been exhausted. the couplet captures how repeated delays turn hope into doubt.

main ab kisi ki bhi ummid tod sakta huun mujhe kisi pe bhi ab koi e'tibar nahin

ishq ko ek umr chahiye aur umr ka koi e'tibar nahin

subut hai ye mohabbat ki sada-lauhi ka jab us ne vaada kiya ham ne e'tibar kiya

mujh se bigad gae to raqibon ki ban gai ghhairon men bat raha hai mira e'tibar aaj

divaren chhoti hoti thiin lekin parda hota tha talon ki ijad se pahle sirf bharosa hota tha

ai mujh ko fareb dene vaale main tujh pe yaqin kar chuka huun

miri taraf se to tuuta nahin koi rishta kisi ne tod diya e'tibar tuut gaya

bholi baton pe teri dil ko yaqin pahle aata tha ab nahin aata

jhuut par us ke bharosa kar liya dhuup itni thi ki saaya kar liya

yuun na qatil ko jab yaqin aaya ham ne dil khol kar dikhai chot

bahut qarib rahi hai ye zindagi ham se bahut aziiz sahi e'tibar kuchh bhi nahin

vo kahte hain main zindagani huun teri ye sach hai to un ka bharosa nahin hai

kisi pe karna nahin e'tibar meri tarah luta ke baithoge sabr o qarar meri tarah

bas is sabab se ki tujh par bahut bharosa tha gile na hon bhi to hairaniyan to hoti hain

jaan tujh par kuchh e'timad nahin zindagani ka kya bharosa hai