Intezaar — the ache of waiting, from Zafar to the present day.
Waiting is its own season in Urdu poetry.
lagta nahin hai dil mera ujRe dayaar mein
kis ki bani hai aalam-e-na-paaydaar mein
umr-e-daraaz maang ke laaye the chaar din
do aarzu mein kaT gaye do intezaar mein
kitna hai bad-naseeb zafar dafn ke liye
do gaz zameen bhi na mili koo-e-yaar mein
chupke chupke raat din aansu bahaana yaad hai
ham ko ab tak aashiqi ka vo zamaana yaad hai
khinch lo apni nigaahon ke fasaane Hasrat
aaj kuchh teri tabiyat hai udaasi ke qareeb
mashq-e-sukhan jaari chakki ki mashaqqat bhi rahi
ik turfa tamaasha hai Hasrat ki tabiyat bhi rahi
main mashriq ki beTi hoon magar maghrib mein basi hoon
do duniyaaon ke darmiyaan ek pul si tani hoon
vatan vo nahin jahaan paida hue the hum
vatan vo hai jahaan dil ko qaraar aata hai