sherKuch Alfaaz
sitam hi karna jafa hi karna nigah-e-ulfat kabhi na karna tumhen qasam hai hamare sar ki hamare haq men kami na karna the lover speaks with bitter irony: he can bear cruelty, but a single loving look would awaken hope and make the pain sharper. by invoking an oath “by my head,” he turns suffering into a kind of right—asking the beloved to be consistent and not reduce even that share. the emotional core is wounded pride mixed with helpless devotion, where even rejection has become a familiar contract.
