The fair fills my eyes every day!

- Internet Poetry: Anil Chavda

- Every day fills my eyes!

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What will this be like during the festival?

In your absence

In my eye every day

The fair is full.

-Jawahar Bakshi

This share of Jawahar Bakshi is very funny. Many would think that if there is a lack of a person, then where can there be a festival in case of lack? The word 'lack' itself means 'priceless'. Where there is no price, there is lack. This is our simple math. But here the poet makes the absence of a loved one a celebration. This is what the poet is all about. It can raise the sun in the middle of the night without covering the moon. The fragrance can be spread everywhere without squeezing the flower. The poet made the lack of love a celebration. Referring to the loved one, he says that in your absence, something like a festival is being celebrated inside me. And as part of this festival, a fair is held in the eye. Whose fair can be filled in the immediate condition due to lack - except tears? And what could be the reason for this - except the absence of a loved one? The mind may be engrossed in the fragrance of memories in the memories of the beloved character or it may be wandering somewhere in the desert of memories. Don't be surprised if you get overwhelmed with sadness. Memories are both sweet and bitter. Bitter memories can have a profound effect on the brain. The peculiarity of this is that as we try to forget it, it becomes more and more refreshing. And our pain is the same, the more we remember the more we forget. We are bursting with what we want to be completely empty of!

Khalil Dhantejvi has a nice share, 'Every day I think of swimming in the sea, every day I get drowned in that thought!' Where to swim in the sea in such a situation? There is something in Urdu with a similar meaning, in which it is said to a lover who has been separated forever that I am going to forget you every day. The peculiarity shown in the patient's stock is also worth seeing, he wrote, 'It is written in destiny, burning in separation, and I remember every place of its reunion.' Destiny is destined to spend the rest of his life in the bereavement of a beloved character, and the pity is that the place where he spent time with her, the place where he talked about life together, the place is not forgotten. I wish the memories of a person I have never met in my life could be erased from my mind! We would always be free from the box of that time, but that would not be the case. There is a movie in Hollywood - Vichichan Jehjaraihi Rakari Rajanijaj Saihag. In it the two meet each other, but before that they have erased all the memories of the old relationship from their minds with the help of modern technology. Starts a new relationship anew, but as time goes on it becomes clear that this is the same person whose memories were erased from the mind, even before this was the relationship with the same person. Very beautiful film.

Festivals are also meant to bring some innovation so that we do not get stuck in the knot of scarcity. If we are fed up with the hustle and bustle of life, we can do something new for two hours, we can sing the praises of joy without letting life become like a machine, that is why we are almost going to the festival. We want change. Get up every morning and go to work, work till evening, eat and drink and sleep. The same thing happened back in the morning. But in such festivals, when you are not with the person you like, the eyes automatically start celebrating the festival of tears. The lamp of remembrance is lit in it, but within the heart the darkness of the absence of the loved one has spread. It happens that the opposite side has the same situation. Even in his haiya, clouds of memories have begun to surround him and our lack has become like a peacock! Manoj Khanderia has a very beautiful share of such mood.

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My lack will be like a peacock,

Clouds will cover and I will be saved.

-Manoj Khanderia