Gunah

koi samjhe to ek baat kahun ishq taufiq hai gunah nahin if someone were to listen, one thing i will opine love is not a crime forsooth it is grace divine the speaker feels surrounded by misunderstanding and offers a single, clarifying truth to anyone capable of insight. by calling love “taufiq,” he frames it as a gift that elevates the heart rather than a moral offense. the couplet defends love against social or religious blame, turning accusation into spiritual dignity. its emotional core is quiet insistence: love deserves reverence, not condemnation.

saltanat ko tabah karte hain

saltanat ko tabah karte hain ye gunah badshah karte hain ham ghharibon ka zikr hi kya hai chhote mote gunah karte hain bech khate hain vo khudai ko ham to phir bhi khuda se darte hain saltanat ko tabah karte hain ye gunah baadshah karte hain hum gharibon ka zikr hi kya hai chhote mote gunah karte hain bech khate hain wo khudai ko hum to phir bhi khuda se darte hain

ek fursat-e-gunah mili wo bhi chaar din dekhe hain hum ne hausle parwardigar ke

aata hai dagh-e-hasrat-e-dil ka shumar yaad mujh se mere gunah ka hisab ai khuda na mang ghalib turns inner regret into a vivid image: the heart is covered with countless “stains” of unfulfilled desires. remembering their number already overwhelms him, so the thought of a divine audit feels unbearable. the plea is not denial but helplessness—his failings and disappointments are too many to be tallied. the couplet captures guilt, exhaustion, and a trembling appeal for mercy.

yun zindagi guzar raha hun tere baghair jaise koi gunah kiye ja raha hun main

mere gunah ziyaada hain ya teri rahmat karim tu hi bata de hisab kar ke mujhe whether my sins are greater of your mercy pray? my lord take account and tell me this today

farishte hashr mein puchhenge pak-bazon se gunah kyun na kiye kya khuda ghafur na tha

teri bakhshish ke bharose pe khataen ki hain teri rahmat ke sahaare ne gunahgar kiya

is bharose pe kar raha hun gunah bakhsh dena to teri fitrat hai i keep on sinning as i do believe it is your nature to grant reprieve

gunah gin ke main kyun apne dil ko chhota karun suna hai tere karam ka koi hisab nahin

apne kisi amal pe nadamat nahin mujhe tha nek-dil bahut jo gunahgar mujh mein tha

gunah-garon mein shamil hain gunahon se nahin waqif saza ko jaante hain hum khuda jaane khata kya hai

wo kaun hain jinhen tauba ki mil gai fursat hamein gunah bhi karne ko zindagi kam hai who are those that seem to find the time for to repent for us this life is too short to sin to heart's content

na-karda gunahon ki bhi hasrat ki mile dad ya rab agar in karda gunahon ki saza hai for the sins uncommitted, i hope to get applause if sins one did commit for punishment are due cause the poet enters into a bold negotiation with the divine regarding the nature of sin and justice. ghalib argues that if he is to be held accountable and punished for his actions, he should conversely be rewarded or compensated for the suffering caused by his unfulfilled desires to sin. it highlights that the pain of suppressed longing is as significant as the act of sinning itself.

puchhega jo khuda to ye kah denge hashr mein han han gunah kiya teri rahmat ke zor par

gunahgar to rahmat ko munh dikha na saka jo be-gunah tha wo bhi nazar mila na saka

shirkat gunah mein bhi rahe kuchh sawab ki tauba ke sath todiye botal sharab ki

dekha to sab ke sar pe gunahon ka bojh tha khush the tamam nekiyan dariya mein dal kar

wo jo raat mujh ko bade adab se salam kar ke chala gaya use kya khabar mere dil mein bhi kabhi aarzu-e-gunah thi

mere khuda ne kiya tha mujhe asir-e-bahisht mere gunah ne rihai mujhe dilai hai

suna hai khwab mukammal kabhi nahin hote suna hai ishq khata hai so kar ke dekhte hain

khud-parasti khuda na ban jae ehtiyatan gunah karta hun

gunahon se hamein raghbat na thi magar ya rab teri nigah-e-karam ko bhi munh dikhana tha o lord, i was not drawn to sinning all the time how else could i confront your mercy so sublime

rahmaton se nibah mein guzri umr sari gunah mein guzri

mohabbat nek-o-bad ko sochne de ghair-mumkin hai badhi jab be-khudi phir kaun darta hai gunahon se

mujhe gunah mein apna suragh milta hai wagarna parsa-o-din-dar main bhi tha

lazzat kabhi thi ab to musibat si ho gai mujh ko gunah karne ki aadat si ho gai

yaad aae hain uff gunah kya kya hath uthae hain jab dua ke liye

ruh mein rengti rahti hai gunah ki khwahish is amarbel ko ek din koi diwar mile

ishq mein wo bhi ek waqt hai jab be-gunahi gunah hai pyare