[komal fatima]

[SIZE="4"]"Parveen Shakir"

Perveen Shakir was born in 1952 in a religious family where the emphasis was on education, simplicity and sharing. Although her family observed purdah, Perveen was exempted of this because of her father's liberal approach. She started her education from Rizariya Girls School in Karachi. By the time she entered Sir Syed College, she was aware of the great classics. At that time, she started her career by writing essays and soon became popular in the press. When her college was celebrating Defence Day in 1968, Perveen was asked to compose a poem for the occasion. After much difficulty, she succeeded, and that was how she accidentally entered the world of Urdu poetry
She was a teacher for nine years before she joined the Civil Service and worked in the Customs department. In 1986 she was appointed the second secretary, CBR in Islamabad.

A number of books of her poetry have been published. In chronological order, they are Khushboo (1976), Sad-barg (1980), Khud-kalaami (1990), Inkaar (1990) and Maah-e-Tamaam (1994). Her first book, Khushboo, won the Adamjee award. Later she was awarded the Pride of Performance award, which is the highest award given by the Pakistan government.

In the beginning her father did not approve of her writing poetry because he knew that she would not pay attention to her studies, but for Perveen there was no turning back. She kept participating in inter-collegiate contests, winning trophies, and reciting her poems at radio. During this time she sent two of her ghazals to her favourite poet, Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi, who was publishing a literary magazine Fanoon. He not only published her poems but also encouraged her to continue. Her first collection of poetry, "Khushboo”, established her reputation, and the book went through three edition in a month. This was followed by three other successful collections, "Sadberg", "Khudkalami" and "Inkar".

After passing the central superior services examination, she was appointed in the Customs Department. She also visited the John F. Kennedy School of Government at Harvard University, where she received a scholarship in 1990. She also taught South Asian history, politics and film for two semesters at the University of Hartford. Perveen begins her poetic journey from the immediate and personally centred vision of human and natural reality. Intensity and clarity of image are the two qualities which strike the reader at once in her earliest poems.


Parveen Shakir initially wrote under the pen-name of 'Beena'. She considered Ahmed Nadeem Qasmi her 'ustad' and used to called him 'Ammujaan'. She was married to Dr. Nasir Ahmed but got divorced from him sometime before her untimely demise in 1994. They had one son - Murad Ali.Her last book "Mahe-i-Tamam" was published a couple of months before her death. [/size]

 

[komal fatima]

"Parveen Shakir"


Aks khushboo hon bikharne se Na roke koi
Or bikhar jaon to mujh KO Na sametay koi
Kanp uthti hun mein yeh soch k tanhai mein
Mere chehre per tera naam Na parh le koi
Jis tarha khuwab mere ho Gaye reza reza
Us tarhan se Na kabhi toot k bikhre koi
Mein to us din se harasan hun k hukm mile koi
Khushk phoolon KO kitabon mein Na rakhe koi
Ab us rah se who shaks guzrta bhi nahin
Ab kis umeed pe darwaze se jhanke koi
Koi ahat
Koi awaaz
Koi chaap nahin
Dil ki galiyan Bari sunsaan hai
Aye koi

 

[komal fatima]

Tum mujhko gudiya kehte ho
Theek hi kehte ho…!

Khelne waale sab hathon ko,
Main gudiya hi lagti hoon

Jo pehnado mujh pe saje ga
Mera koi rang nahin

Jis bache ke haath thamado
Meri kisi se jung nahin

Sooti jaagti aankhen meri
Jab chahe beenayi le lo
Ya, meri koi goyai le lo

Maang bharo, sindoor lagao
Pyar karo, ankhon mein basao

Aur phir jab dil bhar jay to
Dil se uthake taakh pe rakh do

Tum mujhe gudiya kehte ho
Theek hi kehte ho….!!

~PARVEEN SHAKIR~

 

[komal fatima]

ہربات ضروری تو نہیں


میں بتا دوں تمہیں ہربات ضروری تو نہیں
آخری ہو یہ ملاقات ضروری تو نہیں

جیت جانا تمہیں دشوار نہیں لگتا تھا
آج بھی ہوگی مجھے مات ضروری تو نہیں

آدمی فہم و ذکاء سے ہے مزین لیکن
بند ہو جائے خرافات ضروری تو نہیں

دل کی راہوں پہ کڑا پہرا ہے خوش فہمی کا
مجھ سے کھیلیں میرے جذبات ضروری تو نہیں

امتحاں گاہ سے تو جاتے ہیں سبھی خوش ہوکر
ٹھیک ہوں سب کے جوابات ضروری تو نہیں

ممتحن میں تو تیرے نام سے لرزاں تھی مگر
تیرے تیکھے ہوں سوالات ضروری تو نہیں

مجھ کو انسان کی قدریں بھی بہت بھاتی ہیں
بیش قیمت ہوں جمادات ضروری تو نہیں

یوں تو زر اور زمیں بھی ہیں مگر عورت ہو
باعث وجہ فسادات ضروری تو نہیں

ہر نئے سال کی آمد پر یہ کیوں سوچتی ہوں
اب بدل جائیں گے حالات ضروری تو نہیں

 

[CaReLeSs]

Zabardast idea (y)
plzz isko complete kar lejiay ga

 

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But IN YouR CasE I'LL MaKe n EXCETION

[komal fatima]

Originally Posted by CaReLeSs

Zabardast idea (y)
plzz isko complete kar lejiay ga

Thanks ap mary Rehnumai karain

 

[CaReLeSs]

Originally Posted by komal fatima

Thanks ap mary Rehnumai karain

hmmm kis kisam ke main b kuch is main add karoon kia ?

 

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I'M Not Really A BaD InfLuence
But IN YouR CasE I'LL MaKe n EXCETION

[komal fatima]

Originally Posted by CaReLeSs

hmmm kis kisam ke main b kuch is main add karoon kia ?

add karin ya koi idiea dain

 

[CaReLeSs]

Originally Posted by komal fatima

add karin ya koi idiea dain

okiee jee i'll try ma best

 

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I'M Not Really A BaD InfLuence
But IN YouR CasE I'LL MaKe n EXCETION

[CaReLeSs]

Parveen Shakir

 

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I'M Not Really A BaD InfLuence
But IN YouR CasE I'LL MaKe n EXCETION