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Love is again rebellious what to say,

The heart is at her target, what to say?

The pathway is the same, what to say,

The life is the marshal, what to say;

Love itself covered in veil, what to say,

I’ve my own cupid’s look, what to say;

Melancholy thou were fruitless for long,

Melody thou art futile too, what to say;

Love exists no longer, nor does, loveliness,

Daze and gaze is there only, what to say;

Majaz is still down to earth even today

Gaze’s high up at the sky, what to say

Urdu composition by Majaz Lukhnavi

husn phir fitnaagaar hai kyaa kahiye

husn phir fitnaagaar hai kyaa kahiye 
dil kii jaanib nazar hai kyaa kahiye 

phir vahii rahaguzar hai kyaa kahiye 
zindagii raahabar hai kyaa kahiye 

husn Khud pardaadaar hai kyaa kahiye 
ye hamaarii nazar hai kyaa kahiye 

aah to be-asar thii baraso.n se 
naGmaa bhii be-asar hai kyaa kahiye 

husn hai ab na husn ke jalve 
ab nazar hii nazar hai kyaa kahiye 

aaj bhii hai 'Majaz' Khaak_nashii.n 
aur nazar arsh par hai kyaa kahiye


Eunuchs always instigated me to know the truth, the facts about them. They always seemed to me, a weird and out of the world creation of almighty.  I remember that from childhood I was told to keep away from them. They were considered perilous beings. I saw those dancing singing clapping ogling making vulgar actions in functions to entertain guests and onlookers in public places. Their body language, funky gaudy stinky dresses, bold makeup, walking and talking style was much uncivilized.  Their appearance and behavior never make me dislike but initiated interest to know about the true face behind the made up one. I often returned their smiles secretly. I knew my elders would never appreciate

To speak truth, seek truth and write truth is my learning teaching and practice.

While going through the novel, about eunuchs, I learnt a lot about eunuchs. She has written it beautifully collecting details as much as she could about eunuchs. As she has quoted in her novel that she talked to them whenever got a chance.

But I wanted firsthand knowledge myself so I made friends with a eunuch. I asked him/her to share with me.  She came to my home and we had nice detailed chat. She’s a born eunuch. She is a very cool human being, talked to me nicely in a sophisticated manner.  She has very smooth clear skin, just like other girls. She doesn’t shave like other eunuchs I have seen. I saw her legs and arms. They were fair, shiny, very clean smooth hairless.

She went for pilgrimage to Makkah to perform Umrah with a group. She’s planning to go again

She’s a very pious soul. I wanted to be very sure if what she says is truth or not. Hence I asked her to recite holy verses from Holy Quran, which she did. She said she studied up to grade five only.  “Why did you leave school then?” she said told that eunuchs took her to their Guru secretly where she was formally registered as member of their community. Reema (her name) didn’t let her parents know about

I asked her; “How did the eunuchs realize that you are one of them?”

Reema; “The way I behaved in family functions and in public.”

“Dancing ogling and all these actions and body language is taught?”

Reema said; “No, it’s natural. I had three sisters born before I was born. We lived in Sakkur Sind. My father worked as a peon. We lived a poor life. Three brothers were born after me. I was misfit in the family”

“How and when did you come to Karachi?” I asked

“I came with eunuchs without informing my parents. In Karachi I became CHE-LA of new Guru”

“Tell me something interesting” I asked her to cheer up the mood.

She smiling and shyly said; “I fell in love with a young man.”  “Oh really?” I was inquisitive to know more so asked her to carry on with her love story.

“He also loved me. We lived for ten long years together. Then his parents got him married to a girl. The next day spending the night with his bride he asked me to discontinue relationship with him.  He didn’t want to spoil his married life. His words stabbed me so brutally that I went without a word but got ill for many months.” Reema showed me his name tattooed on her left side of her chest. She said; “It’s been three years now that he’s married” she wept nonstop missing him. She complained as to why she and other eunuchs are born incomplete. No one loves them. They are to be enjoyed and ridiculed. She said; “We are as human as you all are. We have same emotions as you have. We feel the pain, cold, hot, sweet, sour, hunger, and thirst. Only a part of our body is missing. Is it our fault?”  I have all sympathy with them.

I asked her; “Do you live with your parents?” she replied; “No, my brothers’ wives don’t like me to stay with them. My father died. I take care of my mother’s needs. I got her treated in hospital and bore all expenses” “That’s very great of you Reema dear. Where do you live now? What’s your source of income?” she proudly said; “I live in one rented room all by self. I work hard (begging) to earn my bread and butter. I don’t cheat or rob. I fear God”

she went  leaving behind so many question for me——–


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