O freedom in your name.

- Window Seat-Udayan Thakkar

- Left echoes on the rocky creed. At twelve o'clock Madford, the barking of a farmer's dog, is heard, the fog kisses the river's cheeks. One beats on the Lexington Village clock

This is America's Independence Day. On July 18, 19 states of the United States came together and declared independence, rejecting Britain's whims. In 190, Longfellow wrote a short story. The 'Paul Rivers Ride,' which made Longfellow the most famous American of his time. What is it like in this poem? This 'narrative poem' is based on a fact.

It is midnight on April 14, 19. Paul Reviers tells a friend, 'If Britain attacks, light a lantern from the temple tower. One lantern if the attack is by land, two if by sea. I will stay on the bank of the river. When I get a warning, I will run a horse and make people from village to village in Middlesex stand up. ' Britain's ship is anchored in the sea at night, looking like a dark prison because of the wells and arches. (Pointing to America's helplessness.)

Reviers' friend climbs the stairs of Bhali Deval Kichud Kichud. The fluttering of sleeping pigeons breaks the silence of the night. (Creates a dramatic atmosphere of tension.) Boston's roofs glow in the moonlight as a friend looks from the top of the minaret. In the courtyard of the church, the dead slept in silence, wagging their wires and shouting 'Albel'. (Exact description. The reader feels himself standing on the minaret of the church.)

Reviers, kicking on the bank in front of the river, kicking the horse, tapping the horse, pulling the pool, staring at the temple. Nothing flashes there: Hey lantern, hey another lantern! (Exact description. This was a metaphorical metaphor.) Reviers run the horse. The sparks from the horse's left spread the fire of freedom across the country. (Metaphorical metaphor.) Left echoes on the rocky creed. At twelve o'clock Madford, the barking of a farmer's dog, is heard, the fog kisses the river's cheeks. One beats on the Lexington Village clock. The windows of this auditorium are open - as if overwhelmed by the idea of ​​a bloody event to come! (Rejuvenation ornament.) At two o'clock the reviers leave Concorde town Sonsarvo.

All be ready when the British troops arrive. American farmers respond to bullets with bullets. Reviers' message is not a panic but a roar. Longfellow gives the impression that Paul Reviers' message will come to the fore in every moment of crisis! (The poet flows heroically from the rhyming verse, maintaining the narrative from instant occasions.)

Ireland also struggled to break free from British imperialism. We should listen to Irish playwright Terrence McSweeney. He was arrested by the British government for writing revolutionary books. McSweeney went on a death hunger strike in protest. After a seven-day fast, on October 9, 190, McSweeney laid down his life.

Gandhi and Nehru were influenced by McSweeney. When Bhagat Singh's father apologized to him, the hero Bhagat Singh quoted Terrence McSweeney as saying, "My death will bring an end to the British Empire, not my liberation."

Inspired by this Mankaswini, Zaverchand Meghani wrote a freedom song for India. Meghani was arrested on April 4 and a treason trial was held in Dhandhuka court. The following information is available from the May 9, 190 issue of Saurashtra newspaper.

"I have sung a prayer, sing if I have permission," Meghani told the court. The court granted leave. Meghani's chest was broken today. He sang in prayer:

Thousands of years old

Our sufferings,

The livers tremble

Um horror stories,

To the blood of the dead

Tears of the living:

Surrender is to all of you

Step, dear Lord!

The last of our sacrifices

Bali: Amen K'J!

We lost independence

Thou shalt return!

If you want to take more roots

Toye magi leje!

In our final battle

Also Re'J!

- As the prayer progressed, hundreds of the eyes of the anthropologist began to get wet. Barely half of the prayer was sung, then the eyes of hundreds of brothers and sisters hid under the handkerchiefs, cloaks and saloons and then -

Prabhuji! This is the page

Our war last,

Show if cause

Our lash dirt,

Our tears

Washed with blood!

Asking for blessings, if

The army stood ready.

We do not know the cult

What a disaster

Know so much

The mother is called,

Jive ma mawdi a

Kaj is about to die:

Fikar shi jaan lagi tari

Are you blindfolded?

When those lines came, the court room, the rocks of the brothers and sisters standing in the doorway of the room and even in the chomer osari started screaming in such a way that even the dooska stone started screaming and then the voices of crying started and finally ...

Look at this, Taat! Open

Put our distance,

See, from every wound

Thousands of bloodstains,

See, the shadow burns

Fires of Injustice:

Be dedicated, be dedicated

You are all dear!

When Meghani sat on her seat after those lines came, it was really a human-belly cry. For ten minutes, the court building was shaking with shouts. The magistrate adjourned the case till the next day, after which Meghani was sentenced to two years.

We think this song is loud. In her revelation, Meghani has written in the preface of 'Sindhudo', 'Songs are raw in the test of poetry, but the right to publish is the same, the love of those who have read and heard. In some places, there are even districts between large plains.

Today, on the occasion of 9th July, we talked about the independence of America, Ireland and India. Let's get rid of Meghani's words:

Freedom in your name,

Sweet this Shi Vatsalta Bhari,

Waking up from the dead warts,

What a wonderful way to screw people over.