poet Zia Fatehabadi

Zia Fatehabadi

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Zia Fatehabadi (Urdu: ضیاء فتح آبادی ) (Hindi: ज़िया फ़तेहाबादी ), born Mehr Lal Soni (Urdu:مهر لال سونی ) (Hindi: मेहर लाल सोनी ), was a renowned Urdu ghazal and nazm writer. He was a disciple (shaagird) of Syed Aashiq Hussain Siddiqui Seemab Akbarabadi (1882–1951) who was a disciple of Nawab Mirza Khan Daagh Dehlawi. He took on the takhallus (nom de plume) of Zia meaning "Light" on the suggestion of his teacher, Ghulaam Qadir Farkh Amritsari.

Early Life

Mehr Lal Soni Zia Fatehabadi was born on 9 February 1913, at Kapurthala, Punjab, as the eldest son of Munshi Ram Soni, a Civil Engineer by profession, whose family, it is believed, had at some time during ... more »

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  • Ravinder Soni (5/9/2012 5:08:00 AM)

    Thirty one other poems of Zia Fatehabadi posted by a member (as also Quotations of this famous poet) are for the past few days appearing as a separate feature, these should be properly linked and appear here on this page. Zia Fatehabadi was a prolific writer. He had written in all formats of prose and poetry, and is known for expressing his thoughts using simple sweet sounding lyrical words and phrases. There never was any other Urdu poet named Zia Fatehabadi.

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Best Poem of Zia Fatehabadi

Dubkani

Staying concealed, from behind a curtain someone has watched
The congregation of my longings and desires (grow) ,
Have done so in the manner that has caused my sighs
To bring alive my heart wherein I have frantically sought to find
Reflected that face which I have failed to locate anywhere else
Be it in a garden or in a desolate place or a crowd.
Even though the Sun and the Moon keep alit this world day and night
Yet my own world stays surrounded by pitch-black darkness
(I ask) who has forced my helpless heart to lose faith?
Who has deeply wounded my feelings ...

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