Who here is asking God, else chance bends?

- Shabd Surane Mele-Rajesh Vyas 'Miskin'

- In fact, if full faith is revealed, then that faith leads to God.

Get angry in an hour! is it true you

Persuade again? are you right

Still came and stood up!

Confused by us? are you right

Do not ask anyone, do not say anything!

Are you confused? are you right

Do not come to meet, do not stay at home,

Where should we go? are you right

The line of fate was erased,

Where to get a new one? are you right

- Kailas Pandit

Quarrels with beloved characters are also enjoyed. And the characteristic of a beloved character is to exhaust you, to confuse you, to make you thirsty, to be generous to all the world, and to be very stingy if you have a moment to spare. This ghazal by Kailas Pandit is straightforward and simple. Wow as soon as you read! It is a ghazal that can be said. Ghazal is the language of conversation in this ghazal in terms of conversation with beloved. Imagine for a moment that the beloved character is sitting in front of the eye and now the ghazal begins..

If someone gets angry in the world, sometimes the relationship gets strained while trying to convince him, but where there are relationships of love, where hearts are connected, anger and happiness seem to go hand in hand. You can only say with much love that you are right when both of you are getting tired of talking and being forbidden to talk. A word that occurs frequently in Ghazals is called Radif. Whenever you say that you are true, some values ​​are added and revealed. Yet you have come. Have you just sat down and got up in the same time? Let's go when? He asked. You do this to people but you do this to us. You are right!

You don't say anything. You don't ask anything and are confused. you are right You don't come to meet and if you come to meet, you are not at home. Tell us where to go! You are right! After meeting you, the line of fate that was there has also been erased. Where to get new sleep now? You are right! In fact, care has been taken not to miss a single opportunity to say you are true to the beloved character in everyday minutiae.

Kailas Pandit is the name of a generation in the Gujarati ghazal field, which has made an important contribution in preserving, digesting the tradition and developing the Gujarati ghazal. One of his liberators is being remembered at this moment.

Who asks the good? Who is asking Boora here?

Meaning everyone is related, who is asking the truth here?

After putting down the perfume, who asks the status of the flowers!

Who is asking God here, otherwise, chance favors?

There is no one in this world. No one really cares. It doesn't matter who is good and who is bad. All selfishness is relative. Everyone has their own meaning. No one is going to see who is right here. No one asks a real man. In this day and age, the people of this world do not care if the opposite person suffers a loss of thousands of rupees for their selfishness of one rupee. After downing the perfume one does not think about the condition of the flowers. And this is why in the last stanza the poet has made a sharp sarcasm that circumstances bend a man otherwise who is asking God here. A man beaten by circumstances becomes religious. What Kailas Pandit has written is heart touching.

Our faith is also superficial. Shraddha sits in an hour and rises in an hour. We live with shallow beliefs. In fact, if complete faith is manifested, then that faith leads to God. It takes you to the destination. Gani Dahinwala's line comes to mind.

Faith took me to the destination...

Kailas Pandit recalls one such thing. Faith in a person should be to such an extent that whatever he does for me, he will do well. And this price is revealed. Then even the curse given by that loved one becomes like a boon. And how lovingly that dear person has been told that I swear by you that I have so much faith in you that don't ask. This is a well-known share of Kailas Pandit.

I have as much faith in you as you do

Even if you curse, it will become a blessing.

One is our gross body and the other is the subtle body. When scared. When we are contracted we are heavy, when we are happy we feel very light and as if we are spread out. Actually both the body weight and size are same. If the body is five and a half feet, it is five and a half feet and if it is 60 kg, it is only 60 kg. Here the poet gets a question in the night that wakes up inside me like a pir. This has another body in my body! Sooner or later everyone has this question in his life that he is not one or two people, but two or three people. The beloved character smiles like the wind blowing through the flowers. Then he himself becomes full. It is found in the evening but the freshness is as bright as the morning. A man who rises like an arrow in the morning is a heap by the evening at the end of the whole day's wanderings. People run all day long. One does not have the opportunity to look at the sun that gives light. And that sun moves like a fakir in the whole city, on this earth. No matter how poor a man is, he is rich in dreams. Another ghazal of Kailas should be seen.

Waking up late in the night like a pir,

Who is in me like another body?

I meet you in the evening, I am full.

You are smiling like flowers flowing in flowers.

When I come, the evening will be piled up,

I leave the house like a loose arrow.

The fleeing people see no leisure,

The sun will roam the city like a fakir in the morning.

We created dreams that fill the books,

Even these hands were empty and lived like Amir.