Ghazal 40, Verse 1

Nazm:

That is, pride accomplished nothing, she became infatuated with her own self. (38)

== Nazm page 38

Vajid:

Urdu text: Vajid 1902 {40}

Bekhud Dihlavi:

Mirza Sahib says to the beloved, 'You taunted me for my passion, and mocked me. [Now] you've looked in the mirror and have yourself fallen in love with your own aspect. Now what has become of your pride at not giving your heart?' (75)

Bekhud Mohani:

In this verse the subtlety is that outwardly it's not apparent that what the poet has is mind is to praise the uniqueness of the beloved's beauty; but in reality, it's exactly this. (92)

FWP:

SETS == IDIOMS
MIRROR: {8,3}

What a beautiful example of how to build a verse around an idiom! In the first line, the expression apnaa-saa mu;Nh le kar rah jaanaa implies something like to be taken aback, to be abashed or humbled, to be at a loss. Literally, though, it means something like 'to take a face like one's own and remain that way'. And what could be a better way to describe someone studying herself in a mirror? (For more on Ghalib's 'mirror' verses see {8,3}.)

The first line is of course, in fine mushairah style, incomprehensible until the second line is provided. The second line at first looks somewhat tangential: it exclaims at what pride (and here the root meaning of ;Guruur as 'something by which one is deceived' works perfectly) the 'Sahib' had shown at not giving her heart. Only the power of implication enables us to realize that when she looked in the mirror she fell in love with her own peerless image, in a literally Narcissus-like way.

Thus the second line marvels (and also gloats) to see how the mighty are fallen. She is still the lordly 'Sahib' to the lover-- such a title can never be entirely ironic to him-- but she's no longer lord and master of her own emotions. For once, the lover will have his revenge-- which otherwise he scarcely dares to expect even on Judgment Day (see {25,8}). For more on the beloved's falling in love, see {13,2}.

Note for grammar fans: The second line could also of course perfectly well be read as 'on not giving her heart to the Sahib, how much pride/vainglory she had!'. The only reason this reading should be discounted is that the lover would never call himself something as pretentious as a 'Sahib', and there's no reason the beloved would be especially proud of not giving her heart to him in particular. On the contrary: she's proud of not giving her heart to anyone-- which is why she's so astonished to realize that she's given it to herself.