Affirmative Poem of Life: Nothing is permanent…

Ankit Trivedi Time passes, life flows. Where are we in that? Very few people acquire the skill to live in the present and live in the present. which is to pass. What is the use of worrying about what is going to pass? It is truth that cannot be owned by keeping it in hand forever. Truth is fixed, life revolves around it. If we accept the truth, we will be less sad. That which is constant and yet constant is life. Got – not to be snatched away and not got – to get immediately are both endings of breath. Desire is clothed. Nothing is permanent – ​​understanding this phrase the black haired youth has to wear white. The whole ghazal is a ghazal that exposes life. Despite everything, nothing is ours. Everything is ours despite not being everything. He who wants to see the flower in the thorn also sees it. He who wants to see the thorn in the flower also sees it. One who wants to develop the sense of being a person who sees both of them also feels their understanding. Life is alive and our spontaneity and fluidity are its shores. It will pass like this. Good and bad! Whether seen or not! Suffering and suffering are both on the same stage. Being happy or sad is the same action. The process varies. Happiness is what the mind decides. The mind decides the pain! Even the dark can be seen if there is little light! Also, the lifespan of both is temporary. It is measured in time, so it seems long to us. It will pass but it will pass like this – change in it will not feel like a change is living through the truth. Anxiety and joy are not easy relationships! Maturity depends on the state of mind. For which we fight within ourselves, by the end of it, there is no fight, only love remains. For the one whose right is only Nahak, love for him will only give birth to disinterestedness! What is going to pass? What is to be lived is beyond explanation and spectacle. Mind takes over before understanding and knowledge comes late. Living with Mamat at a safe distance gives answers without questions. In this and in this the essence is left aside and the other becomes important. By the time you realize that life is wasted, many colors become white on the canvas. That which is subordinate can never become principal. What is important cannot be overlooked. A poet's word does not just point the finger! But manifests a sensation that touches life. Loving the skin touches the soul. If we are awake from within, we will be able to wake up the sleeping world. A superficial wound or lysota does not affect the underlying skin. The shag of inner flag should remain intact. 'Life's Affirmation Poem' is the epitome of the poet's auspiciousness. The entire ghazal is written without succumbing to the fascination of what is to pass. Poet's today is Akhilai. Harjeevan Dafda hums the man by pointing 'just to himself'. In his poetry there are strong echoes without noise. It is better to accept and be original than to own what is going to go away. A poem is a skin that is exposed to one person and then becomes the atmosphere of the whole eternal. Bad or good, everything will pass in the same way, in the blink of an eye, everything will pass in the same way, love or passion is only the cause of the mind, friends, it will be bright or dark, everything will pass in the same way, I did not know that we will fight with each other and in the end this is yours. , mine, everything shared will pass like this, drinking the essence of life is going on, the rest of the family will pass like this, it is fun to love the skin, the upper wound or scar, everything will pass like this – Harjivan Dafda

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