Ambri was
one of his poems that depicted indescribable (according to
him Unbayanable) love of a mother towards her son. Anwar Masood often
describes how he got the inspiration for the poem. Also this poem is very
dearest to me.
We are going to
present this poem in the form of Story in English So that you can understand
the pain and emotions described in the poetry. Further if you want to read the
real context (Poem was written is Punjabi) a link will be given at the end. It’s
a request that please share this story to at-least 1 person
Anwar
Masood said,
"I
was appointed as a schoolmaster in Kunjah village
in Gujrat District after my graduation. It was
the start of my career. One day, one of my students Bashir came
really late and I was furious because two class periods had passed by then, and
when I was about to give him a threat of a punishment, he said: "Master
jee, first listen to me as to why I am late? Then he continues that Akram (another
student of mine) had done the worst thing today. He beat his mother and did
beat her so hard that when she came to our home, she was bleeding and her face
was swollen.
Instead of complaining, she had brought his lunch with her and asked me to hand it over to him in the class because he had run from his home earlier in the day without eating anything. His mother was so worried about her son going hungry and she was continually saying for me to go as fast as I could because her son might be starving."
After this incident, I couldn't sleep for a couple of days, I tried to write this incident in a poem, but at first I failed, as too much pain and too much Mamta was in that incident that I could not find any words to describe these feelings. But I did not give up. He added, "Main namurad is dil ki tasalli ka kya karoon ?" It then took me ten years to complete this. "
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Instead of complaining, she had brought his lunch with her and asked me to hand it over to him in the class because he had run from his home earlier in the day without eating anything. His mother was so worried about her son going hungry and she was continually saying for me to go as fast as I could because her son might be starving."
After this incident, I couldn't sleep for a couple of days, I tried to write this incident in a poem, but at first I failed, as too much pain and too much Mamta was in that incident that I could not find any words to describe these feelings. But I did not give up. He added, "Main namurad is dil ki tasalli ka kya karoon ?" It then took me ten years to complete this. "
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