Goodar ka La'l (A Jewel Among Rags) - the Annual of Urdu Studies
Goodar ka La'l (A Jewel Among Rags) - the Annual of Urdu Studies
Goodar ka La'l (A Jewel Among Rags) - the Annual of Urdu Studies
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422 • THE ANNUAL OF URDU STUDIES<strong>of</strong> “flesh and blood” is seriously considered; that is, lineage and classshould not be flawed in any way, and actually, this is a very appropriateconsideration because if such distinctions are not made <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> characterand conduct <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> children suffer unfavorable consequences. Childrenwill exhibit <strong>the</strong> same temperament as <strong>the</strong>ir parents. However, oneshouldn’t completely drown in <strong>the</strong> search for “flesh and blood.” As a matter<strong>of</strong> fact, it’s quite necessary to keep o<strong>the</strong>r things in mind as well.Some people attach <strong>the</strong>ir daughters to totally illiterate, uncouth menfor <strong>the</strong> sake <strong>of</strong> wealth. Some stupid mo<strong>the</strong>rs give <strong>the</strong>ir daughters away inresponse to family obligations and pressures, and in <strong>the</strong>se cases marriagestake place at a very young age. The boy is barely sixteen or seventeen andhis nature and character can’t be determined at this age. Ah, <strong>the</strong>seoppressed individuals <strong>of</strong> Hindustan are forced by <strong>the</strong> loyalties <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>irparents to become a prey to marriage, <strong>the</strong>y smolder all <strong>the</strong>ir lives and <strong>the</strong>nfinally go to sleep in <strong>the</strong>ir graves. They leave this world in a state <strong>of</strong>extreme anguish. May God bless <strong>the</strong>m with great rewards in <strong>the</strong> afterlifefor <strong>the</strong> cruelty <strong>the</strong>y have endured and for <strong>the</strong>ir patient suffering. Ah, <strong>the</strong>oppressed women who leave this world must, by God’s grace, sleep peacefully,but those [men] who hope that a horrible end will follow <strong>the</strong> sorrowfullives <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se women, may <strong>the</strong>y be tormented until <strong>the</strong> day <strong>of</strong>judgment. When he recalls <strong>the</strong> disconsolate manner in which <strong>the</strong> poorwoman turned away from her mortal life, may <strong>the</strong> memory <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dyingwoman’s helplessness torment him more than <strong>the</strong> shock <strong>of</strong> imminentdeath and make him shed tears <strong>of</strong> regret. Ah, parents <strong>of</strong> Hindustan, havemercy on your beloved <strong>of</strong>fspring and have mercy on <strong>the</strong> hearts who willlove your beloved <strong>of</strong>fspring, who will shed tears at <strong>the</strong> helplessness andoppression <strong>of</strong> your beloved <strong>of</strong>fspring. Don’t entrust <strong>the</strong>m to cruel,unkind, illiterate, uncouth vagabonds merely for <strong>the</strong> sake <strong>of</strong> wealth, familyobligations, or out <strong>of</strong> concern for flesh and blood. Don’t entrust <strong>the</strong>mto husbands who possess hearts that can’t distinguish between good andbad or truth and lies, who ascribe equal value to a stone and a ruby, orra<strong>the</strong>r, give preference to <strong>the</strong> stone over <strong>the</strong> ruby, who can’t value yourfaithful icons <strong>of</strong> chastity, virtue and modesty, <strong>the</strong> ultimate symbols <strong>of</strong>decorum, talent, intelligence and good behavior, and who, ignoring <strong>the</strong>m,will become caught in <strong>the</strong> tangles <strong>of</strong> those who are indecent, shrewd, illmannered,lacking in talent and disloyal—<strong>the</strong> ultimate symbol <strong>of</strong> greedand selfishness—and thus bring <strong>the</strong>ir world to ruin. So, observe now thata similar scene presents itself. Sar<strong>ka</strong>r Dulhan, that is Nanhe Mirza’s wife,has received no comfort or joy since <strong>the</strong> day she was married, but she isfrom a good family, she is upstanding in character. Although she has been