Born in Karachi, on 30th January,1961, in a well educated family. Hanif was endowed with an extra ordinary intellect, which he improved by dint of his hard work and devotion to his studies.
In private life, he was a very lovable man, and respectful to his elders and kind to his juniors.
He lived a full life.He had a number of friends and a number of social obligations which he always discharged with smiling face.
He died of an accidental drowning due to a fall on June 4th,1982 in Arabian sea, near Karachi.
We shall all return to dust but late Hanif Zubedi(Honny) has gone too early in his twenties.
These are the ways of God.
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Honny Zubedi Poems
She's the soul of my thoughts, In front of her my life bows. From the day I saw her, It felt- - -we knew each other.
A LOUSY LUMP OF SAND.
In this winter afternoon, sitting alone; For a lovely, loving partner, I long. I think, gazing outside the open window; Surely, into a love-hungry-human I'll grow.
A LIVELY SCENE.
What a lovely sight it would make, Me and you, standing near the lake, And the distant hills, looking so great, Also enjoying the young night, after the sunset.
Standing alone, Surrounded by this heavy winter evening, Dark clouds probed with occasional lightening, Similarly your image flashes, and is gone.
Oh this lonely life of mine, it's a pity, And without your love, it's a disgrace; I silently cry, but you are n't aware, Kity, As of Autumn on the Spring, there isn't any trace.
Since I have met you, passed are a lot of days; In fact a few days, but seem to me like many Mays. Without your love, I feel incomplete and lonely; Life becomes worthless, if you could understand it only.
To-day is the date on, which in 1961, I was born. to-day to this beautiful world came, 'A Water Bearer', Hanif is his name.
It's been a long time; Since you have been mine. Had our ups and downs; And many an endless frowns.
IF NOT FOR YOU.
Here I am sitting alone; With any hope of your love gone. Now I don't know what I'll do; Life is so immense, how I'll live through.
Everything is very fresh and green; But by your eyes they can't be seen. Oh! why aren't you here with me darling; The grass, trees and flowers too are complaining.
It's been so many days; Since I've seen your face. Containing so loving a look; Like a smooth flowing brook.
What a strange feeling, I am feeling today. It so seems that, All in the world,
This is in honor of a lady, so grand; Being my sister, she is more of a friend. She was lonely and needed true company; I was sincere and jolly, we made harmony.
Swallows hastily fly off, As I approach, Ocean water turns back, As it touches my toes.
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She's the soul of my thoughts,
In front of her my life bows.
From the day I saw her,
It felt- - -we knew each other.
She shares my sadness,
And she enjoys my happiness.
She's the reason that keeps me alive,
Otherwise there's nothing to strive.
No worldly wishes I have,
When you, my Lord gave.
Now smooth flowing like a river,
Our life will be forever- - -.