Ishq-e-khairaat ✔️

06| Shair-o-shayari

6- SHAIR- O- SHAYARI

Note : This chapter is mostly in urdu since all the shayaris are urdu and translating shayaris in English is just too tiring. So I won't be translating.

'let's play MUSHAIRAH'

'wow great idea bro, I didn't knew we were poets too' Amir bhai said sarcastically.

'as if we have done PhD in it, let's give it a try no? It would be fun' Aarish bhai added and all nodded in agreement.

'Well then I guess I will go since I suck in urdu' I said shrugging.

'no you are gonna stay and so is everyone else, got it? Great let's start then' Zain bhai said stopping me right on my tracks.

I deadpanned myself since I never wanted anyone to know my writing skills. Yes I write loads of shayaris (couplets) and English poems, but never actually got the courage to show my works to my family. Just posting it instagram was  satisfying for me. I never gained too many likes yet gained recognition, and truly speaking it was enough for a beginner like me. But I am going to try very very hard to not blurt out too many.

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We divided ourselves into two groups and very obviously it was girls VS boys.
The Khawatein's (ladies) group yah that's what our group was named nevertheless our group included me, Amirah, Zaveriya baji and Haniya baaji while the Hazraaat's (gentleman) group included Zain, Amir bhai, Aarish bhai and Ahad bhai.

'so let's start, with the Khawatein' s group coz you know ladies first ' Ahad bhai said making all the girls chuckles.

'okay girls whose going first?' Zaveriya baaji asked and I simply kept mum. Not wanting to be even in the game coz I know it would turn into something awkward.

'I will' Amirah said. There you go the always first comer. After clearing her throat she said in a soft fluttering tone.
'Pesh kiya hai'
'IRSHAAD' the boys yelled.

'muskurahat ka koi mol nahi hota
muskurahat ka koi mol nahi hota
Kuch rishto ka koi tol nahi hota
Wese log toh mil jaate hai har mod par
Par koi aapki tarah anmol nahi hota' (via the internet)

'WAH WAH, WAH WAH' we all complimented in unison making Amirah obviously shy.

'Ab hum kuch pesh karna chahte hai, irshaad farmaaye' Aarish bhai said.

'Irshaad' we the 'khawateens' said in unison.

'Zindagi mein aapki ahmiyat hum aapko bata nahi sakte
Dil mein aapki jagah hum aapko
Dikha nahi sakte
Kuch rishte bohot anmol hote hai
Isse zyaada hum aapko samjha nahi sakte' (via the internet)
 

Zaveriya baaji continued almost immediately.

'dil ne ek chaahat ki thi humse
Gaur farmaaye, dil ne ek chaahat ki thi humse
Aapko paane ki ibadat humne ki rab se
Woh rab bhi kya kamaal hai
Hamaari duaon ko hamaari taqdeer bana diya usne.' (Alia.A)

we all gave a 'ooh' to her shayari since it was simple yet the depth in it made it clear that it was meant for Aahil bhai. Ahad bhai's face became beetroot red when Amir bhai nudged him on his shoulder.

'beshak woh rab bohot meharbaan hai
Beshak woh rab bohot meharbaan hai
Jisne aapko hamaara Kal chuna hai
Usse ab aur kya maange
Usse ab aur kya maange
Aapse hame apna sab kuch jo mil gaya hai'. (Alia.A)