Ibne Insha was a nifty character. Poet, diplomat, author and a Marxist. However, he was mostly known for his poems that he regularly published in compilations and literary magazines.
There is one poem that he penned in the early 1970s that greatly heightened reputation. It was called Insha ji Utho (Get up, Insha).
The poem is about a melancholic man, who, after spending the night at a gathering (most probably at a brothel), suddenly decides to get up and leave — not just the place, but the city itself.
Is it the power of poetry that makes the song of death or is it just a coincidence?
He walks back to his house and reaches it in the wee hours of the morning. He wonders what excuse he will give to his beloved. He’s a misunderstood man looking for meaning in (what he believes) is a meaningless existence.
The poem soon caught the interest of famous Eastern classical and ghazal singer, Amanat Ali Khan.
Amanat was looking for words that would depict the pathos of urban life (in Karachi and Lahore).
Someone handed him Ibne Insha’s Insha ji Utho and Amanat immediately expressed his desire to sing it.
He met Ibne Insha and demonstrated how he planned to sing the ghazal. Insha was impressed by the way Amanat actually transfigured himself into becoming just like the forlorn protagonist of the poem.
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