<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462682" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pain did not become grateful to medicine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pain did not become grateful to medicine<br>I didn't get well; [but it] wasn't bad either</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why are you gathering the Rivals? <br>[It was just] a mere spectacle [that] took place, no complaint was made</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where would we go to test our fate/ destiny? <br>When you yourself did not put your dagger to test </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How sweet are your lips, that the rival<br>[after] receiving abuse, did not lack pleasure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Recent/ hot news is that she is coming<br>Only today, in the house there was not a straw mat! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Does the divinity belonged to Namrood'? <br>[cause] in your servitude, my wellbeing did not happen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[God] gave life- the given [life] was His alone <br>The truth is; that the responsibility was not fulfilled [by us]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If the wound was pressed, the blood did not stop <br>[though] the task was halted, [but the bleeding still] set out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it highway robbery, or is it heart-theft? <br>Having taken the heart, the heart-thief set out [to depart]<br>Recite something, for people are saying<br>Today &quot;Ghalib&quot; was not a ghazal-reciter</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mirza+Ghalib">Mirza Ghalib</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462682" data-title="Pain did not become grateful to medicine de Mirza Ghalib" data-description="Pain did not become grateful to medicine I didn't get well; [but it] wasn't bad either Why are you gathering the Rivals? [It was just] a mere spectacle [that] took place, no complaint was made Where would we go to test our fate/ destiny? When ..."></div> </div> </div>

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