Mirza Asadullah Baig Khan Ghalib (27 December 1797 – 15 February 1869) was a prominent Urdu and Persian poet during the last years of the Mughal Empire. He spent his life in the capital of the Mughal empire, Delhi.
== Quotes ==
=== Poetry ===
==== Couplets ====
The prison of life and the bondage of grief are one and the sameBefore the onset of death, why should man expect to be free of grief?
Just like a child's play this world appears to meEvery single night and day, this spectacle I see.
It is not praised if you are the only one to understand what you speakinteresting is the situation when you speak and the others understand.
The happiness of the world is nothing for mefor my heart is left with no feeling besides blood.
If what the eye sees does not rankle in the heartSweet is the flow of life in travel spent.
Ghalib (M. Mujeeb), p. 15
==== Persian Couplets ====
تیرے کرشموں سے پُر قلبِ خلا و ملاگفتگو ہر ایک سے، امر میں سب سے جدا
Discoursing all the time with all,yet acting far beyond all.
Selections from the Persian Ghazals of Ghalib, p. 8
کم مشمر گریہ ام زانکہ بہ علمِ ازلبودہ درین جوئے آب گردشِ ہفت آسیا
Do not discount my tears; eternal wisdom has decreedThat in this flowing stream the seven millstones all revolve.
Selections from the Persian Ghazals of Ghalib, p. 10
==== Ghazal ====
Against whose artful writing does the painting utter a plaintive cry?The form of every picture wears a paper-attire.Ask not about the diligence of my hard-heartedness in solitude,To turn the Evening into Morning is to dig the Canal of Milk!Cognizance may spread its net of hearing to any extent,The Phoenix is the object of our Universe of Speech.O Ghalib! Whereas even in captivity I have my feet on fire,The ring of my chain is a hair that hath seen fire!Did none other than Qais come to face the task (Love)?The desert was perhaps as narrow as the eyes of the envious!Perturbation set the black mole of the heart right;Thus it came to light that smoke was the wealth of the scar.In the dream, Fancy had its dealing with thee;When the eye opened, there was neither loss nor gain!Still I am learning lessons in the school of the grief of the heart,But it is only this: that went and was.The shroud covered the scar of the defects of Nudity,I was, otherwise, in every attire a disgrace to Existence!Asad ! Farhad, the mountain-digger, could not die without an adze;He was only intoxicated with (the wine of) customs and conventions.
The Life and Odes of Ghalib, p. 83-86
== About Ghalib ==
The object of my worship lies beyond perception's reach;For men who see, the Ka'aba is a compass, nothing more."
William Dalrymple: The Last Mughal: The Fall of a Dynasty, Delhi, 1857, p. 79
== External links ==
The Life and Odes of Ghalib, Abdullah Anwar Beg, Lahore, 1941
Ghalib, M. Mujeeb, Delhi, 1983
William Dalrymple: The Last Mughal: The Fall of a Dynasty, Delhi, 1857
Selections from the Persian Ghazals of Ghalib, Anjuman-Tarraqi-e-Urdu, Karachi, 1997