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Budhapa

Old age is a medial stage between life and death. It can be both fascinating and painful. Much depends on how one lives this phase of life. Urdu poets have drawn upon this theme with great objectivity and sometimes reflected upon individual cases to drive home a philosophy of life. Old age also evokes memories of youth and looks forward to the end of life’s journey. Some verses are here for you to look at appreciate the variety of responses to this experience.

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kahte hain umr-e-rafta kabhi lautti nahin ja mai-kade se meri jawani utha ke la tis said this fleeting life once gone never returns go to the tavern and bring back my youth again

safar pichhe ki jaanib hai qadam aage hai mera main budha hota jata hun jawan hone ki khatir

main to 'munir' aaine mein khud ko tak kar hairan hua ye chehra kuchh aur tarah tha pahle kisi zamane mein

kahte hain umr-e-rafta kabhi lautti nahin ja mai-kade se meri jawani utha ke la tis said this fleeting life once gone never returns go to the tavern and bring back my youth again

safar pichhe ki jaanib hai qadam aage hai mera main budha hota jata hun jawan hone ki khatir

main to 'munir' aaine mein khud ko tak kar hairan hua ye chehra kuchh aur tarah tha pahle kisi zamane mein

ab jo ek hasrat-e-jawani hai umr-e-rafta ki ye nishani hai meer taqi meer turns “desire for youth” into evidence of aging: you only miss youth when it is no longer yours. the couplet links present longing with past loss, making nostalgia itself a mark of time’s departure. the emotional core is quiet regret—feeling youth not as a memory, but as an ache that proves it’s gone.

gudaz-e-ishq nahin kam jo main jawan na raha wahi hai aag magar aag mein dhuan na raha no longer am i young, love's passion still remains the fire as yet burns, no smoke tho it contains

maut ke sath hui hai meri shadi so 'zafar' umr ke aakhiri lamhat mein dulha hua main

waqt-e-piri shabab ki baaten aisi hain jaise khwab ki baaten in old age talk of youth now seems to be just like the stuff of dreams the poet expresses how distant and unreal the past feels when one reaches old age. recalling the vigor and energy of youth becomes a melancholic experience, as those memories seem so far removed from the current reality of frailty that they resemble a fleeting dream rather than actual life events.

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