ايک مکڑا اور مکھي
Aik Makra aur Aik Makhi
English title: A SPIDER AND A FLY
One day a spider said to a fly: ‘Though you pass this way daily.
My hut has never been honoured by you by making a chance visit inside by you.
Though depriving strangers of a visit does not matter; evading the near and dear ones does not look good.
My house will be honoured by a visit by you; a ladder is before you if you decide to step in.
Hearing this the fly said to the spider: ‘Sire, you should entice some simpleton thus:
This fly would never be pulled into your net, whoever climbed your net could never step down.
The spider said: ‘How strange, you consider me a cheat, I have never seen a simpleton like you in the world.
I only wanted to entertain you. I had no personal gain in view.
You have come flying from some unknown distant place; resting for a while in my house would not harm you.
Many things in this house are worth your seeing; though apparently a humble hut you are seeing.
Dainty drapes are hanging from the doors and I have decorated the walls with mirrors.
Beddings are available for guests’ comforts; not to everyone’s lot do fall these comforts’.
The fly said: ‘All this may very well be, but do not expect me to enter your house.
May God protect me from these soft beds; once asleep in them getting up again is impossible.’
The spider spoke to itself on hearing this talk: ‘How to trap it? This wretched fellow is clever.
Many desires are fulfilled with flattery in the world; all in the world are enslaved with flattery.’
Thinking this the spider spoke to the fly thus! ’Madam, God has bestowed great honours on you!
Everyone loves your beautiful face; even if someone sees you for the first time.
Your eyes look like clusters of glittering diamonds. God has adorned your beautiful head with a plume.
This beauty, this dress, this elegance, this neatness! And all this is very much enhanced by singing in flight.’
The fly was touched by this flattery and spoke: ‘I do not fear you any more.
I hate the habit of declining requests; disappointing somebody is bad indeed.’
Saying this it flew from its place when it got close the spider snapped it.
The spider had been starving for many days. The fly provided a good leisurely meal.
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Bang-e-Dara — ايک مکڑا اور مکھي — Digital transcription file at commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the source dataset does not identify the underlying print edition.Verified against this pinned digital transcription file; not checked against a print edition.Source
- Iqbal Demystified source list: Bang-e-Dara — Pinned digital dataset commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the underlying print edition is not identified by the dataset.Community dataset list; not reconciled against a print edition.Source
- Iqbal Academy Pakistan Bang-i-Dara Audio Table of Contents — Official audio contents list; cited only for the displayed Urdu and Romanized title pairsPrimary source used to document this poem’s language or title.Source
- Pinned digital source list 001 (Bang-e-Dara section headings) — Pinned repository commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; digital transcription, not a selected print edition.Verified against this pinned digital transcription file; not checked against a print edition.Source
- Bang-e-Dara English translation at allama-iqbal.com — A Spider And A Fly — Public digital poem page, retrieved 2026-10-05; pinned to allama-iqbal.com commit 82547635bb6b758c45082084b2f152fc453a8056.Translation by Dr M.A.K. Khalil; English Translation by: Dr M.A.K. KhalilSource
