Don’t explain to the mind that the mind understands

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Don't explain to the mind that the mind understands,

This understanding or misunderstanding is created by itself.

This is a very dumb fool,

What a roar to be alone.

If you pierce with a blink of an eye, you can pierce,

The second moment is the same!

When it melts, it glows with silence,

Where does the word come from?

In the same year, from the blue sky,

The same thing happens with pearls.

- Rajendra Shukla

It is like learning from Rajendra Shukla's poetry how to express deep thought in simple language. Gujarati language Shikavi Sama In this poet's works, there is the sound of gab, there is also the scent of rose. He can sing 'Gorakh Aya', he can also put darkness on the camel. Presenting the winding streets of the mind in glorious language, the works of this poet are soothing to both the heart and the mind.

Today is World Mental Health Day, so this poem about the mind is like reading. We keep on trying to convince the mind. From dawn till dusk we get stuck in the anguish of the mind. We try to explain it in different ways. From eating to bathing, from office to home, from friends to relatives, in every work, in every stand, in front of everyone and in every name, whether we want to or not, we persuade the mind. Believe it or not, we drive ourselves on the road of circumstance. Too often we are the ones pushing behind us. Heman Shah has a nice share on not believing in the mind, 'Let's stop going to those places that don't believe in the mind, let's stop attending someone's court.'

The poet is holding the butter of the idea Valovi in ​​front of the world. Whether the world tastes it or not, it is up to the world. Rajendra Shukla and Heyman Shah have spoken openly in such a simple yet sharp way. Even though we understand what he is saying, we kill the Hawatis to go to a place where the mind does not believe. We put the dust of our own will or reluctance on the shoulder of our mind. And we respect the efforts to keep our cart running. At the root of every pain or pleasure is the mind. Where does work, anger, greed, infatuation all wake up from? Everything grows from the soil of our mind! We cultivate our good-natured feelings in the soil of the mind and then it flourishes with the justice of 'as it grows'. If you plant acacia, where can you desire mango? If you plant anger, the longing to get the fruit of a smile is in vain. The mind trades our instincts and we have to explain it. In the midst of a loud noise, he becomes silent and falls into a deep peace. Poet Chinu Modi has written a poem by sifting through the mind, 'Motherfucking mind, if you had a tan, cut about you, fill it with salt, fill it with salt'.

Who has been able to conquer the mind? We don't even understand how our prices rise in the back of our minds. Poet Rajendra Shukla has expressed different states of mind in each of these ghazals. Poet Harindra Dave has given a poetic engine to love the mind, let's log out of it.

Logout:

Ray Mann, let's make love

Who dies in the river, variable, drowning in the roaring sea

If your heart aches while you are staying, if you find a friend, let it be,

Let's just take someone's expensive pain with a smile,

The joy of the moment, let us lie down in the dust of the earth.

Ray Mann, let's make love

Take a quick look at the picture of the world,

Let the cup be drunk, drink,

Let the scale of life be emptied.

Ray Mann, let's make love

- Harindra Dave