Yesterday we visited Jahangir’s tomb before leaving Lahore. I was with my daughter, and her family. We left for Peshawar, and reached here at almost ten at night. Jahangir lies buried alone. His wife Nur Jehan is buried in an unmarked Baradari someplace else.
I am not being morbid, but I wanted to be buried next to my husband in his village graveyard. Today we went to the village for giving away of food to the poor folk at our village. After that we visited my husband’s grave.
I had specifically asked for a place next to him after I die. It seems it is not to be. Since I don’t live here to keep a watch, now a step aunt is buried next to him. My watchman told me if I want a place at my husband’s feet, I will have to enclose it now with a railing. Otherwise that place will be taken too. I have asked him to take the necessary steps for me.
We visited and renewed meeting you today
You never say a word, but listen to what I have to say
The place by you has been taken, my bad luck
Will I have a place at your feet someday
Or I will be buried in a distant land elsewhere.
Dec 29, 2016
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