Ye raat ye khaamoshi, ye khwaab se nazaare
Jugnu hain ya zamin by utare huye hain taare
Bekhaab meri ankheiN, madahosh hai zamaana
Mausam…
My dear Indians,
Don’t kill our beautiful enchanting language Urdu. Don’t you get goosebumps whenever you hear songs as melodious as the one I shared above? Aren’t you proud of the very fact that this daughter of the Indian homeland has enriched our literary and cultural heritage? Learn it if you haven’t learned it yet. Do anything, but also pass this legacy on to your children. If he dies, part of our beautiful country will die too.
There are many centers/schools/agencies/online courses, both public and private, across the country that teach Urdu. If you still don’t know how to learn it, let me know. I will try to do my best for you to learn the language that gave us, among so many other things, the revolutionary slogan Inquilab Zindabad. And what did many of our freedom fighters do when they came face to face with the British imperialists? They shouted the verses of Ram Prasad Bismil or Bismil Azimabadi:
Sarfroshi ki tammana ab hamare dil mein hai/
Dekhna hai zor kitna baazu-e-qatil mein hai.
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