ننڍڙي ڇوڪري
اها ننڍڙي ڇوڪري...
چنڊ کي ڏسڻ لاءِ
ڇت تي ويندي هئي جا چڙهي،
جي چنڊ جي ٿي رات وئي
ڀنڀوريء وانگي ٿي ڦري...
ميندي هڻائڻ لاءِ،
ٻئي هٿ کولي ٿي ويٺي...
خيالن ۾ ڏٺائين ٿي
خوب رنگ هو چڙهيو...
ساري رات ڇوڪري
ڇالون ٿي بس ڏنيون...
عيد جي وڳي کي
هر هر ٿي هن ڏٺو...
سينڊل ڪڍي ٿي
هر هر پيرن ۾ پاتائين...
خود کي ڄڻ ڪنهن شهزادي جي،
سنڊريلا ٿي ڄاتائين...
ٿي ناز سان هنيائين،
ننهن تي ڳاڙهو رنگ...
چوڙيون ڪڍي ٿي
هر هر ٻانهن ۾ پاتائين...
چوڙين جي ڇڻ ڇڻ تي،
ٿِي مست پئي نچي...
عيد جي خوشيءَ کي
پوري دنيا ٿي ڄاتائين...
اک ٻوٽ ساري رات
خود سان کيڏندي رهي...
سَيون ۽ کير کارڪون،
ماءُ جي هٿن سان ٿي کاڌائين...
اوڍي وڳو عيد جو
ٿي تيار هوءَ ويٺي...
ساري دنيا کان
بيپرواهه ٿي بيٺي...
خرچي وٺي هوءَ پيءُ کان،
هئي چينگهلن تي چڙهي...
سارو ڏينهن کلڻ ۽ ڪڏڻ
رات جو ٿڪجي هوءَ سُتي...
اڄ به اچي ٿي ياد...
اها ننڍڙي ڇوڪري...
Little Girl
Still remember
That little girl
To sight the moon
Climbing to rooftop
If moon was sighted for Eid
Was spinning as a dragonfly
For applying henna
Sat spread with both hands,
Was dreaming
Henna has made real color on hands
Whole night leaping and jumping in happiness
Was looking at Eid dress time and again
Was putting footwear again and again
Thinking herself as princess Cinderella of prince charming
With amorous was applying nail color
Taking out bangles wearing again and again
She was dancing mirthfully
Hearing the jingle of bangles
Celebration of Eid was whole world to her
She was playing hide and seek with her self
She was playing with herself
Eating sweet vermicelli with sheer khorma
by mother’s hands
Wearing Eid dress she was all ready Standing carefree to whole world
Taking Eidi from her father
She was enjoying the wonder of wheels Slept tired after playing and jumping all the day
Still remember that little girl