گائے اک روز ہوئي اونٹ سے يوں گرم سخن
The cow one day started saying to the camel: Nothing in the world rests in one condition.
I am ignominious by breaking my rope; I hear you have also broken your nose string.
Though you are important in India for political reasons; but due to railway the Arabian desert finds no use for you.
Till yesterday you were avoiding the cow’s companionship; the voice of ‘never’ on your hanging lips was persistent.
What is the matter that you are so favourable to me today that old displeasure does not exist in your heart today.
Hearing this speech the camel bashfully said: I am also to be counted among your lovers.
The envy of hundreds of camel’s ogle is your one frisk; since long I am the lover of such a frisk.
The effects of your tumults have spread in the forest such that speech has produced its taste even among the speechless.
I am living only in one desert since a long time; as I have nothing I am fed on borrowed money.
If goat, camel, cow, leopard and the lame donkey; all exist in the same condition we shall have prestige.
If the gardener learns the lesson of uniformity; why should not the gardens’ birds live in harmony?
Give me also the same cup as only this appears proper; you should be intoxicated, your companions should also be intoxicated.
‘The patched garment of Hafiz is worthless, colour him with wine, then bring him to the market, lost and intoxicated’.
حافظ کی گدڑی کو جس قیمت پر بھی ہو رنگین کرو اور اس انداز میں اسے بدمست کر کے بازار جاتے ہوئے پکڑ لاؤ۔
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Bang-e-Dara — ظر یفا نہ — 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
- Kulliyat-e-Iqbal (Urdu), special edition and Bang-e-Dara contents — Special edition, 1990; cited for the separately numbered humorous-poem contents only.Primary source used to document this poem’s language or title.Source
- Bang-e-Dara English translation at allama-iqbal.com — — 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
- Bang-e-Dara: published Urdu field at allama-iqbal.com — Public poem data pinned to allama-iqbal.com repository commit 82547635bb6b758c45082084b2f152fc453a8056; source path allama-iqbal-com-content/bang-e-dara/04/19.json.Translation by Not separately identified; The published Urdu field does not separately identify its translator. No English translator credit is reused.Source