Mehshar Afridi
A contemporary Urdu poet and one of the most in-demand voices on the modern Indian mushaira and Instagram-reel circuit — admired for powerful recitation as much as for the verse itself. His work swings between aching romance, philosophical introspection and sharp wit.
Mehshar Afridi was born on 15 January 1966 in Roorkee, in present-day Uttarakhand, and is based today in Mumbai. He belongs to the generation of poets whose reputation is made as much on the stage and the screen as on the page — a performer whose recitation, timing and voice are inseparable from the appeal of the verse itself.
He is, by the standards of the classical masters, lightly documented: what is verifiable is the shape of a working mushaira poet with a large following on the recitation and short-video circuit, rather than a settled literary biography. (A real name, 'Safdar Azam Khan', circulates on aggregator sites but is not confirmed by the major archives, so we leave it aside.) What the couplets on this shelf show is the range that following responds to — tenderness, self-reckoning and a quick, hard wit, often in the same ghazal.
waar chahe ek ho bharpur hona chahiye …
“The stone in the road must be smashed to dust — let the blow be a single one, but let it land in full. And not that alone: he must concede his own defeat — he must stand helpless before us.”
shayar bahut zaroori hai ik khaandaan hai …
“The grace of true conversation will come — but for that, at the very least, a poet is essential; a poet is a whole lineage of refinement in himself. A man lives in only one room of the house — his pride occupies all the rest of it.”
hamari khush-nasibi hai ki ham bharat mein rahte hain
“We built our home on the earth, yet we live in paradise — it is our great fortune that we live in India.”
mujhe zaban se nahin rooh se pukaar ke dekh
“Just once, set down the burden of ego from your body — try calling me not with your tongue but with your soul.”
mere dimagh mein ik shor machta rahta hai
“One reason I always stay silent — a constant clamour goes on inside my head.”
aql maari gai ishq zinda raha
“Reason and love fought for a long while — reason was slain, love stayed alive.”
so ek raat mein puri kitab padh dali
“How long could I read your beauty page by page — so in one night I read the whole book.”
mohabbat saans lena chahti hai
“Tighten the circle of your arms a little more — love wants to breathe.”
badi imaandari se tumhara hijr kaata hai
“You will find me exactly as you left me — I have endured your absence with complete honesty.”
bas ek raat mere haal mein guzaar ke dekh
“So that you too may know the feeling of separation, beloved — just spend one night in my condition.”
sheeshe ko saf karte rahe is taraf se hum
“There was nothing wrong with him — we were the fools, cleaning the mirror clean from our own side.”
lau larazti hi rahi meri pashemani ki
“Her arrogant wind kept striding swiftly on — the flame of my remorse just kept trembling.”
ye jo launde hain mere paanv dabane lag jaayen
“If I were to tell the tales of my youth, these young lads would start pressing my feet in awe.”
badan qarar pa gaya hai dil sambhal nahin raha
“Union with the beloved does not change the season of separations — the body has found rest, but the heart will not steady.”
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