Ik Nukte Wich Gal Mukdi He – A Point decides the Whole Problem – Punjabi Kalam by Bulleh Shah

 

 

A Point decides the Whole Problem 

You catch the point, leave off the slave.
Heed not of Hell, torments ol grave;
Close the books and infidelity;
And cleanse the heart from impurity;
This task is useful for a man.
A point decides the whole problem.
In vain forehead is rubbed on earth;
And forehead sign they show for mirth;
Uttered are goodly words for fun.
Which can never heart enliven.
Would ever truth be forsaken?
A point decides the whole problem.

 

Some wander in the wilderness.
Some fill their bellies with the grass
The work work to tiresome,
They reach their houses tire-worn.
Strenuous labour convulsion
A point decides the whole problem.
Performing Hajj become pilgrims.
And they put on blue garments,
They sell their Hajj for coins few.
Confession but they can’t
Can the real truth be hid by men?
A point decides the whole problem.

 

Pharr nukta chor hisabaan noon
Kar door kufr diaa babaan noon
Chad dozakh gor azabaa noon
Kar saaf dille diaan khuwaban noon
Gal aise ghar wich dhakdi ay

Ik nukte wich gal mukdi he

Ainwein matha zameen ghasaaida
Palma mehrab dikhaida
Parh kalma lok hasaida
Kadi baat sachi bhi lukdi he

Ik nukte wich gal mukdi he