Sometimes a poem changes a whole life!

- Internet Poetry - Anil Chawda

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Our engagement to Janmojanam

Now seeks the ladder of understanding,

Zurya from our Ebola

Now we decorated Maddie.

Addition-subtraction of spoken words

This mind is doing,

You have to take an oath in everything

How is this our life?

The floor appears and I start walking there

This ladder is expanding.

That’s why I arranged the colorful flowers

This garden looks flourishing,

Tahuka was able to set the standard,

But Anoi Raag came true.

Flying butterflies ask flowers

Where is your fragrance?

- Cloudburst

May Ghabindu's full name is Meghji Khatau Dodecha. Hometown Kutch. Born on December 9, 191 in Karachi, India, he passed away on August 9, 2021. Migrated from Karachi and settled in Mumbai. After studying up to SSC, he accepted a job as an octroi clerk, but poetry continued to flourish in Haiya. The scent of words has been lingering in my heart since school time. In the inner celebration of the character, he found compositions like song, ghazal, achhandas. But his pen found the song special.

Sometimes a poem is just a nuisance of life and you don't even know it. The same thing happened with a poem by Meghbindu. Purushottam Upadhyay-Hansa Dave was on a tour of America. During a program in the city of Dallas, Hansabah passionately presented the above composition of the poet Meghbindu. The song ended so naturally the audience burst into a pool of applause. The ravens who listened to the singer got wet. But the real surprise happened when the program was over. A couple came to meet Purushottambhai and Hansabahen. With wet eyes and a sore throat, he said, 'Sir, we have had Ebola for eight years. They used to take shelter of a roof just for the sake of the children. Like it or not, Paran was walking on one side. Did not have though. But today, if you sang the song 'Janmojanam's Engagement', the locked doors of our Ebola were opened. The effect is that we have decided to stay together and find happiness. ' Hearing this, Hansabahen said, 'What could be a bigger reward for us than this?'

'Made from our Ebola now makes our Madi.'

By the time this line is sung, the couple will be in a trance! The ship of known and unknown transformation will be pounding in the mind like this. But the poetry played a big role in anchoring this ship. The couple decided to seduce Ebola-stricken Madi. What a poetic influence!

But this is not the end of the story yet. An interesting turn is yet to come.

About ten years after the America-tour event, the same musical band was performing at the townhall in Ahmedabad. In the program, he again performed the composition 'Janmojanamni Apani Sagai'. The audience again wrestled at the same price. Hansabahen instinctively mentioned the incident that happened in America a few years ago. But then a sister from the audience stood up. "I am the person you are referring to," he muttered. We have been in Ahmedabad for a while from America. We have been living together for the last ten years. There will be unspoken thanks to the singer and writer of the poem in the melody coming out of his haiya, there is no harm in that. A single line of poetry sometimes saves from the deadly hell of despair. Sometimes the storm anchored the stranded vessel. He saves a man trapped in the swamp of time by giving him a rope. This is the wonder of the poet's word!

The poet Meghbindu parted from us in a physical way, but his body language will always illuminate the Gujarati language. Compositions will be sung. Let's salute their penmanship and log out of their creation.

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Why fill water from the jar of relationship

The ropes of emotion are worn out!

The steps leading up to the conversation

I drank water and got trapped!

How many times my drowned desire

Out of sleep,

An empty jar lying on the goba

I feel overwhelmed,

The desolation continued very slowly in this cult

He was overwhelmed with memories.

Hearing rumors every day,

Annoyingly Libran - always rational, easily hurt emotionally, very passionate and maybe a little too intense.

In tears when I am alone

Lighten the burden of Haiyan,

One by one the tumor grows ray

The emotional ropes were shortened!

- Cloudburst