An Ode to Kaifi Azmi
قدر اب تک تری تاریخ نے جانی ہی نہیں
Qadr ab tak teri tareekh ne jaani hi nahin
تجھ میں شعلے بھی ہیں بس اشک فشانی ہی نہیں
Tujh mein sholay bhi hain, bas ashk-fishaani hi nahin
تو حقیقت بھی ہے دلچسپ کہانی ہی نہیں
Tu haqeeqat bhi hai, dilchasp kahani hi nahin
تیری ہستی بھی ہے اک چیز جوانی ہی نہیں
Teri hasti bhi hai ek cheez, jawani hi nahin
اپنی تاریخ کا عنوان بدلنا ہے تجھے
Apni tareekh ka unwaan badalna hai tujhe
اٹھ مری جان مرے ساتھ ہی چلنا ہے تجھے
Uth meri jaan, mere saath hi chalna hai tujhe
Translation:
History has not yet truly recognized your worth
Within you are flames as well, not merely the shedding of tears
You are a living reality, not just an interesting tale
Your existence is something profound, not just youth
You must change the title of your own history
Rise, my dear, you must walk alongside me
You know what’s funny? The world was very quick to decide who you are.
The emotional one.
The dramatic one.
The “sweet but harmless” one.
And once that label settled in, it became your official introduction.
But they only saw what was easy to see.
They saw the tears, not the restraint. They saw the softness, not the control.
What they missed was the structure underneath.
The part of you that doesn’t collapse under pressure.
The part that refuses to shrink just because it’s convenient for others.
Sinf-e-Aahan Scarf is a reminder that you were never fragile. You were composed. Because when things get hard, you don’t disappear, you don’t collapse. You steady yourself, breathe and you move forward. Just because that’s who you’ve always been.
Great Products Need Great Care!
- Machine Washing Max. 30 °C
- Do Not Bleach
- Ironing Max 110 °C
- Dry Cleaning Perchloroethylene
- Do Not Tumble Dry
