Chapters (107)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Foreword
- Introduction
- POEMS
- Shaukat ke Naam
- To Shaukat*
- Pashemani
- Regret
- Sarojini Naidu
- Sarojini Naidu
- Behroopni
- She of the Many Faces
- Andeshe
- Anxious Thoughts
- Aurat
- Woman
- Bewa ki Khudkushi
- A Widow’s Suicide
- Doshiza Malan
- The Virginal Flower Girl
- Ek Dua
- A Prayer
- Ek Bosa
- A Kiss
- Ek Lamha!
- A Moment!
- Ehtiyat
- Caution
- Naya Husn
- New Beauty
- Nazrana
- Tribute
- Pyar ka Jashn
- A Celebration of Love
- Tasawur
- Imagination
- Tum
- You
- Ajnabi
- Stranger
- Pehla Salaam
- The First Greeting
- Aaina
- Mirror
- Akhfa-i Muhabbat
- Concealing Love
- Roosi Aurat ka Naara
- The Call of the Russian Woman
- Hausla
- Courage
- Garbhwati
- The Pregnant Woman
- Peetal ke Kangan
- Brass Bangles
- FILM LYRICS
- Waqt Ne Kiya Kya Haseen Sitam*
- What a Beautiful Cruelty Time Has Inflicted
- Zara Sii Aahat Hotii Hai*
- At the Faintest Footfall . . .
- Yeh Nayan Darey Darey*
- These Fear-filled Eyes
- Merey Chanda, Mere Nanhe*
- My Darling, My Little One
- Kuchh Dil Ne Kaha*
- The Heart Says Something
- Dheerey-dheerey Machal Ai Dil-e Be-qaraar*
- Quieten, Quieten, O Restless Heart
- Abhi Kya Sunogey Suna To Hasogey*
- What Will You Hear Now, You Will Laugh If You Do
- Maa Hai Mohabbat ka Naam*
- A Mother Is a Name for Love
- Aaj Socha To Aansu Bhar Aaye*
- Tears Well Up When I Think of It
- Betaab Dil Ki Tamanna Yehi Hai*
- The Sole Desire of My Restless Heart
- Hai Tere Saath Meri Wafa*
- My Fidelity Will Stay with You
- Har Taraf Ab Yahii Afsaney Hain*
- All Around Me I Hear It Said
- Koi Yeh Kaise Bataye Ke Woh Tanha Kyun Hai*
- How Does One Explain . . .
- Jhuki Jhuki Si Nazar . . .*
- This Lowered Gaze
- Tum Itna Jo Muskura Rahey Ho . . .*
- You Are Smiling So Much
- Afterword
- Footnotes
- To Shaukat
- The Virginal Flower Girl
- Waqt Ne Kiya Kya Haseen Sitam
- Zara Sii Aahat Hotii Hai
- Yeh Nayan Darey Darey
- Merey Chanda, Mere Nanhe
- Kuchh Dil Ne Kaha
- Dheerey-dheerey Machal Ai Dil-e Be-qaraar
- Abhi Kya Sunogey Suna To Hasogey
- Maa Hai Mohabbat ka Naam
- Aaj Socha To Aansu Bhar Aaye
- Betaab Dil Ki Tamanna Yehi Hai
- Hai Tere Saath Meri Wafa
- Har Taraf Ab Yahii Afsaney Hain
- Koi Yeh Kaise Bataye Ke Woh Tanha Kyun Hai
- Jhuki Jhuki Si Nazar . . .
- Tum Itna Jo Muskura Rahey Ho . . .
- Select Bibliography
- THE BEGINNING
In the course of a poetic career spanning over six decades, awards and encomiums followed Kaifi in ample measure: there was the Padma Shri, India’s fourth-highest civilian award; the Uttar Pradesh Urdu Academy Award and the Sahitya Akademi Award for Urdu for his collection Awaara Sajdey in 1975, Special Award of Maharashtra Urdu Academy, Soviet Land Nehru Award, Lotus Award from the Afro-Asian Writers’ Association, and President’s Award for National Integration. In 1998, the Government of Maharashtra conferred the Jyaneshwara Award on him. He was also honoured with the prestigious Sahitya Akademi Fellowship for lifetime achievement in 2002. In 2000, he was conferred the first Millennium Award by the Government of Delhi and the Delhi Urdu Academy and a doctorate from the Visva Bharati University in Santiniketan. He won the National Film Award in 1970 for Best Lyrics for the film Saat Hindustani and the National Award and Filmfare Award in 1975 for the screenplay (with Shama Zaidi) and dialogue (with Ismat Chughtai) for M.S. Sathyu’s iconic Partition saga, Garam Hawa.
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Kaifi wrote roughly 240 songs for eighty films. His career as a naghma-nigaar (lyricist) began with the song ‘Rotey rotey guzar gayi raat re’ for the film Buzdil (1951), produced by Shahid Latif, the husband of fellow Urdu writer Ismat Chughtai. The last songs he possibly wrote were for the film Chand Grahan (1997). His non-film poetic oeuvre comprises four collections: Jhankaar (1944), Akhir-e Shab (1947), Awaara Sajdey (1973) and Iblis ki Majlis-e Shuura: Doosra Ijlaas (1983). All his non-film poetry can be found in his collected works Kaifiyaat, and all his film lyrics are to be found in Devanagari in Meri Awaaz Suno. Taken together, they showcase a poetic vocabulary that drew from the classical idiom of Urdu poetry yet kept inventing new and modern ways of expressing timeless emotions.
Javed Akhtar is related to Kaifi by bonds other than marriage too. He is, of course, Kaifi’s son-in-law but is also the son of fellow progressive poet, Jan Nisar Akhtar and Safiya Akhtar, also a fine writer. From his mother’s side, he is the nephew of Urdu’s most romantically revolutionary poet, Majaz. Like Kaifi, Javed Akhtar shares the catholic, all-encompassing world view that was once so typical of the qasbati culture of Uttar Pradesh. Pointing out the inextricable link between Kaifi’s poetry and the person he was, Akhtar says, ‘He was a strange man. Unlike other lofty poets, his writing, his poetry, his life and his thinking were all resonant of each other. This is not easy to do.’ In fact, Javed Akhtar’s tribute to Kaifi, titled appropriately enough ‘Ajeeb Aadmi Tha Woh’ (‘He was a Strange Man’), lists the many combinations of contraries that came together in a very harmonious way. Indeed, Kaifi’s life and work mirror each other in a remarkable way and to a remarkable degree.