In the Vrindavan of thought: In the world when two fall in love, happy is the betrayer, but miserable is the betrayed!

An idea of ​​Jarati creator Sadgat Ramnarayan Vishwanath is shocking to us. A vine spread on the ground remains attached to the ground and therefore cannot rise. A palm tree standing nearby yearns to meet the vine, but cannot bend down. Says to the palm tree: Sajni sarjai valli tu droom hun, hasta prasari lai tane karcha chahun dhanya atmane. But being completely helpless, Taad Veli says: Sajni! You don't have to cry, I want to see the creation of God! Both are depicted. Finally, seeing the union as impossible, Tad Veli says to the palm tree with the feeling of accepting God's green: The boundless ocean swings and swings in front of the mango, even though Rian ho ji! It is said in the Gita that the nature of Brahman is spiritual. What is the nature of winter? The nature of winter is warmth; Cold is its outward appearance. The true mood of such a warm winter is the sun of a winter morning! For two people who 'fall' in love, the term 'love affair' is not something to be used. Most likely it is a 'sex affair'. Such a relationship is very shallow and short-lived. When the breakup comes, the combination of bitterness, murder, and longing at the consummation of the affair complements the sweetness of the breakup. There should be grace in letting go. He who has evil in his mind, can never see his fault. A very handsome widow turns her widowhood into a diversion and enjoys sex with more than one man. Gradually, she had sex with three-four-five men and lost it! He got used to living in such a way that there is no need for remarriage in life! The deceased husband was a Vahami, but his Vahami was not wrong. Rupa's widow has mastered the art of having an extramarital affair without anyone catching it! A lover was a bit of an altar. He considered his so-called sweetheart 'Miss Universe' and wrote letters relying on her. Rupali widow continued to have relationships with three or four other men. The happiness of the skin was found, but… the real death of life! This deception is inexcusable and disgusting. It is a serious crime to have sexual pleasure with several men at the same time. Loneliness was unbearable for that widow. Two sons came to know about mother's weakness. The younger son spoke loudly and called his mother a 'prostitute' in the presence of his elder sister-in-law! Even today that silver widow lives. In this way, a living death is more valuable than a dying life! * * * The night of Navratri arrives with its own unique personality. The Gamegam Garba of Gujarat starts without any kind of circular. Even people who are relatively poor enjoy Garba freely. It's hard to find another such universal heart-warming activity without the cost of Zaza. People who are considered happy in Paisetke enjoy the joy of being free from the earth by abandoning their obesity. During the nights of Navratri, the autumnal nights which incarnate on earth with a festive atmosphere are completely different from the nights of Diwali. Diwali night is eye catching. The night of Navratri is like a gentle speaking and graceful yet shy woman. Even for a woman who is buried in household garbage and clothes-clothes, the environment seems to be unsustainable in Phalai, which makes her feel like sitting in a hotel or reaching the chalk of Phalia. In society, the long-standing confinement is easily created in a climate where a housebroken man remembers the old days and laments. Confinement even for a few nights seems to be earth-shattering than openness. A natural beauty that is not overshadowed by makeup seems to have taken over makeup these days. The look of a woman without makeup on the night of Navratri does not go unnoticed by men. Bhabhos do the same thing. It enhances the natural beauty! How strange is the man? He also covers the sweets with silver foil. If possible, rub Colgate toothpaste on the dog's teeth! Á turn the comb through the hair hanging from the buffalo's tail! Á Bull's Eye Goggles! Put the goat in high heeled boots! Á He likes the school to be yellow! Á He likes the ice cream to be colorful too! Á If it works, the lassi will look rosy! If possible, arrange for physiotherapy to massage the horse's four legs! Tubelights are doing the job of brightening up the natural light on Sharadpurnima night. Chandran also leaves the edge of Sahaj and becomes Mathuramaya! The world is going mad to leave Gokul and run to Mathura. This journey of Kansa Bhani from Krishna is haunting mankind! Enemies seem to be slaves to the calendar. Where there is artifice, there is Mathura of Kansa! Where there is the rasalila of Sahaj, there is the razzle-dazzle of Krishna's rasalila of Gokul. The choice is ours to make! The epic poet Iqbal was the son of a Kashmiri Brahmin at the end of the turban. He was also proud of being a Brahmin. Dr. About Krishna Bhakta poets of the country. Kantibhai Bhatt had published a scholarly article years ago. Among them, he mentioned Baba Shahbuddin of Mahikantha, originally from Gujarat but later settled in Vraj, Santakvi Jamiat Khan, Danasaheb of Champaner, Baba Sheikh Safru of Mehmedabad, Babul Shah who left Gujarat and went to Vraj, Mir Murad, a native of Pilwai village in North Gujarat, Baba Fajal and Piru Darvesh of Palanpur, Nek Khan Pathan. And also quotes the poems of Muslim saints steeped in Krishna devotion like Sai Hussain Khan. Listen here to four verses by the devotional poet Sheikh Safru: Krishna piyu se preet lagi ali! Stay away from Jagse Nata! Antar Ujiar fear Sajni! Let the vile ignorance chain! Din rain jiku chakchoor hui hardam krishna ko naam rate safrune piyu ko pekh liya, us ghar pe jaye ab kaun hate! }