Aao Neend Ki Aaghosh Main
Phir Mulakaat Karain
Is Jahaan Say Us Jahaan Tak Ka Faasla
Ik Lamhay Main Paar Karay
Teri Aankhein Jo Bandh Ho Gaee Is Jahaan Say
Chalo Yehi Rah Ikhtiyaar Karay
Jhilmilatay Taaro Kay Saath
Aao Phir Say Tumhain Yaad Karay
Neend Ki Aaghosh Main
Aik Mulakaat Karay..
Dil chahata hai ke tujhe har zakhm dikha dun
Dil ke apne sare main gum dikh adun
Tere bin kasam se adhoora hun main
Phir tu hi bata tujhe main kaise bhula dun.
All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy that is to herald the feet of many rose-red dawns.
Phoolon ki yaad aati hai kaanton ko chhune par,
Rishton ki samajh aati hai faaslon pe rehne par,
Kuchh jazbaat aise bhi hote hain jo ankhon mein padhe nahin jaate,
Woh to nazar aate hain zubaan se kehne par.
Juda Ho Kr Wo Hmse Kabhi Kush Na Rehpayegi,
Kyoki Hmne To Har Duao Mein Unhi Ki Talab Ki Thi,
Mil Bhi Gaya Hmse Behtar Koi Fir Bhi,
Yaade Hamari Kbhi Dil Se Nikal Na Payegi…
Housman is one of my heroes and always has been. He was a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but and absolutely marvellous minor poet, I think, and a great scholar.
Nowadays, food needs to be healthy, local, sustainable and not filled with too much fat, salt or sugar. It should be slow-cooked and seasonal. That's my vision.