Ghalib on fame!

हुए मरके हम जो रुसवा, हुए क्यूँ ना ग़रके दरिया
ना कहीं जनाज़ा उठता, ना कहीं मज़ार होता

Ghalib is frustrated about being famous and leaving his lovers behind while dying. He says in deep thought - if only he was dirt and nothing else, there would be no fame on his death and no shrine for memory.