Ghazal 58, Verse 10


nah kah kisii se kih ;Gaalib nahii;N zamaane me;N
;hariif-e raaz-e mu;habbat magar dar-o-diivaar

1) don't say/tell it to anyone!-- for, Ghalib, in the world/age there's no
2) confronter/sharer of the secret/mystery of love-- but doors and walls


zamaanah : 'Time, period, duration; season; a long time; an age;... --the world; the heavens; fortune, destiny'. (Platts p.617)


;hariif : 'A fellow-worker (in one's craft or ordinary occupation), an associate, a partner, a mate; --a rival, opponent, adversary, antagonist; an enemy'. (Platts p.477)


That is, don't tell the secret of love to anyone else, because no one else in the world except doors and walls is trustworthy. And to talk to doors and walls is a futile action; the result is that you should never let the secret of love pass your lips. (54)

== Nazm page 54

Bekhud Dihlavi:

Mirza says, 'Oh Ghalib, don't tell your secret of love to anyone except for doors and walls'. That is, if you can't keep your secret of love concealed, and consider it necessary to tell it to someone, then instead of a person, tell it to doors and walls. The meaning of the verse is that the secret of love should never emerge from the mouth. (101)

Bekhud Mohani:

Oh Ghalib, you've said to me that besides doors and walls, there's no one in this world/age worthy of keeping the secret of love.... Oh cruel one, can such a thing be so?! If there were not such people then the world would not remain established. (169)


SPEAKING: {14,4}

The complexities of ;hariif work well here (see the definition above). It can mean a peer, comrade, equal; or an enemy, rival, antagonist-- maybe a 'frenemy'. Either way, it's someone or something who can suitably be juxtaposed to the thing in question-- can be a companion to it, or can confront or withstand it. The thing in question is the 'secret of love', and the only ;hariif for it is 'doors and walls'. Anybody else will break down and tell the secret, or will be burnt out by the effort of containing it, or will perhaps helplessly become a lover himself (as in {43,1}). But 'doors and walls' are made of tougher stuff.

Nazm takes a dim view of talking to doors and walls. After going through this ghazal, it's hard to agree with him. Doors and walls have become the lover's reliable companions and intimates, reacting to and even sharing his passion. Why not imagine the lover as talking to his doors and walls? After all, why would he not? The verse tells us clearly that no person in this world/age is capable of handling the powerful secrets of passion, except the (personified?) doors and walls, making them the ideal confidants.

The remarkable closural force and rueful, ironic, wryly humorous tone of this closing-verse make it a real delight. How better to wrap up a ghazal about doors and walls? Once you've read this verse, you can't imagine how else the job could possibly have been done.