If there was Riyadh, there would be no poetry! Complaints are cute because they are poems. Humor has become familiar and intimate. The poem mostly speaks of disillusionment. Virah's journey continues even now. But this whole poem gives Gujarati ghazal a new twist. As the century has passed with loneliness, the breath has also become short of breath. He has celebrated by writing ghazals for those who were worried. We have also kept Kankas busy like us by explaining them. How much breathing space? Is a sigh a sigh or an unmistakable part of celebration – how many understand that without saying it? Such breathing space lives in debt. He lives in a relationship that has not been named. Cracks but thick cracks! Also, in the middle of a relationship it is no longer possible to turn back and relationships that are slow to preserve become the occasional source of ridicule. A place of respect and unrequited love is met with neglect and ridicule under the guise of praise. Relationships that survive and live on the brink of breaking up become a clan of ventilators. The place of shame and pride gives way to 'ridicule' in the new name of indifference and hatred. Everything that is not filled is filled. So full that even a full vessel overflows. Full of yearning, desire, dreams and stubbornness. If all this becomes empty, then there can be a place for ajwaas! From the moment the idea of removing the darkness comes, the space for the light automatically begins to become empty. Candor enthroned the household and kept hypocrisy in the service. Two-five-ten more novels would have been written if he had not kept the hypocrisy and had only focused on openness! There is nothing wrong with being comfortable. A child can only wear new clothes for hours. Then he has to play and move around in his home clothes. Openness has such scope. That is why its ends reach up to the Upanyas. To be removed are stubbornness, rigidity and hypocrisy. When all this mud is removed, spontaneous and automatic joy will arise. We do not have the patience to grow lotuses and want roses without thorns. If what is not wanted is known, then the joy will come to celebrate itself in the house without waiting. Due to which there is a corner in the house where life can be lived. There is also a 'special' person in that 'special' corner! After meeting everyone, that 'special' person whom we want to meet, into whom we become rich. Everyone has that special corner which is the charger of life. A ghazal is a mirror of scenes that cannot be seen. }
Even if busyness makes a breathing space that is barely left in the crowded life, there is a place for cracks everywhere – the cracks in the middle of close relationships -, occasionally it becomes a place for mockery, longings, desires, dreams, stubbornness… Lived only in the dark, now if you want to be empty. There will be a place of peace, full of all comforts, both of them, never a place of trust in the world, of openness. Seated on the throne of the heart -, then removed the place of two-five-ten novels in the house, the mud of stubbornness, stiffness, hypocrisy, the place of joy can be passed automatically from life, just enter the same corner and check if you find a 'special' place within everyone. But there are no such people, neither the place of worldliness, nor the place of asceticism – Dr. Margi Doshi
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