Fill the cup of intelligence and drink emotion, it is the suralaya of life, drink life

- Get eyes from someone's eyes, keep drinking, lift the darkness of the heart, drink light

- Spectrometer-Jay Vasavada

- Let's start this 2023 greetings with the mood of colorful love and bravery of the happy Gujarati Shire Zhun Palanpuri, whose centenary has just passed in the past year!

We dwell in the life of lovers,

The beauty of this beauty;

If it falls, it becomes a heartbreak,

Ghate jo Gagan to become Nain-pyali.

We are poets of the time,

We need happiness;

This burning heart, these shining eyes,

Holi anytime, Diwali anywhere.

Surrendering the monopoly of life to death,

Immortality granted to Fana;

Be safe its creation-secrets,

For that reason Vidatha went and walked.

Thousands of pilgrims on this Timir-encircled path,

Stuck without brightness;

Burn life! Nayan-deep stars,

Make a torch to the burning heart.

Squeezing the gaze into one's memory,

I dripped that dripped;

Become a monument to love's immortality,

Take all the beauty of the crown.

Damn life! This is the death-yard,

Do not fear the threshold of someone's house;

Gaju or something from here after sitting

Do you or me shake hands?

I am proud that this is my poverty,

Beyond the emirate's shortcomings;

Oath of Alexander's late fate,

Have always been empty handed in life.

I wish you the best of one,

Much desire to see me one;

Do you empty the cup,

Do I empty the cup in Surahi.

All names are destined to perish, but,

Immortal name is 'zero' in my world;

Even though I perish, I remain empty,

There will be no havoc in the name of Muj.

This composition is one of the most beautiful ghazals in the history of Gujarati language. Rani Wala Saif Palanpuri of Shant Zarukhe Vat Nirakhti Rup but also wonderful poetry is different. The original name of this zero is Ali Khan Baloch. Born on December 19, 1922, he passed away on March 17, 1987 at the age of 65. But a wonderful treasure has been left behind. Zero was in a different mood of fun. A breath fills the breath more than a hundred or so grandiose speeches. One who infuses more spirituality into the blood than a thousand religious teachings. So decided that in the last month of 2022, whose centenary came, Mirza Ghalib is standing tall with 225 years and scored a century. Bayou Shire is present in his words.

That's why we decided that instead of the typical philosophy, let's swim in the flow of the future with some known and unknown creations of Zero Sahib that will make the new 2023 more colorful to enjoy and more challenging to face. Like, this jahojlali at the beginning which the poet writes addressing death. The language is easy if you don't know some meaning like Timir means dark and take the trouble of finding it on online Gujarati lexicon. Here is the acceptance of Diwali Holi with happiness and sadness and it is also said that a single tear dropped from the heart after the departure of a loved one is worth more than the entire Taj Mahal. Man's wealth is his sense of distance. And if a share is immortalized in world literature, it is with that level if it were in English.

Saying that, our sages said for God that He created this world as a part of Himself by creating many out of one to play. Man lives in it as a puppet of death. But still after all those deaths they are to merge into the same brilliance called Param Brahman. What a metaphor for the coming and going of these times. Do you empty the surahi (bowl-like metal container) in the cup and we will kill, perish and throw it after our cup from where it came in the existence of the same original God called Chaitanya! And zero how nicely it was explained in one more work!

A Maykhana runs Alam Mahi

Even the moon is jam, the sun is also jam

Only the sighted can drink here

There is a special feast but the feast is like this.

There is nothing like sin and virtue

Only policy assessments are different

Let the mind understand a lot through your deeds

You yourself are the abode of heaven or hell.

Any rock that flows with water

It can penetrate only if it is united

Fate is reversed only by desire

Yatna Kar Khant is the same message.

The difference between true and false is done

A friend is not on the side, the enemy is not against

O trouble, our salutations to thee

Today there is rest in your glory.

'Zinha' is a Jogi Samo Jiva

Where does he get worldly temptation?

Love is impartial and formless

Karma is selflessness and devotion is devotion.

The entire Gitasar has come! Narasimha Mehta is singing with a divine eye that Srishtimandan is Sarv Eni Pare.... Jogi Jogandara knows the coke! The poet explains that this difference is very special, but it is not understood by everyone, so we all are living the same mystery! Ekdhara while advocating Karma explains that Varga Ne Narka is in our Karmas and our nature. Nowhere in the sky or in the abyss. A common man has no friends and no one is jealous enough to be enmity with him. So consider it a blessing of comfort to be modest! In one line of another composition, it is written that there are zero small visible stars and it is written that the bigger and brighter Sun and Moon are eclipsed. But the stars are not eclipsed. Sometimes it's better to take a wave in small events than grandiose!

Therefore, in the creations of zero, there are frequent attacks on the thrust of the business of religion. If you don't want to copy and paste the superstitions of the same old customs in the new year, if you want to develop a genuine faith to be leavened instead of being timid, just go through the selected verses of this zero.

Some are sleepy, some are sleepy

We have a narrow view of the world

No, the mounds of religion are the stigmas of human beings

Virat's face is affected by scarcity.

Despite different flowers, there is no difference in the flora

Only a human being is disturbed by human nature.

Even though humans have dominated the creation?

Zero is the gift that knocks us without breath.

I don't want a lack of Devgan,

Shankar's pride is ours

For that sake against all the poisons of life

All the rest of these rattans are for sale.

The stars are seeking the shelter of my eyes

They have also got lifelong awakening.

Sin has spoken but I will not seek refuge

Quotation of Ganga while sitting at home is possible!

Can understand if religion is your essence,

Sarvang is the same 'zero' Eighteen Purana.

I ask not, O time! K

How much do you still spend on your heart?

Just tell me with so much love,

How many wounds do you have?

Oh God! In this world of fairies,

Your love is really a test

Make it clear that I am happy to keep you,

How many Sanam do I have to worship?

The feeling of pain has many forms,

It doesn't have to be just tears,

A smile will be moving on the lips,

How many can not be expressed?

Love is nowhere but jealousy,

The word will speak according to the way,

Seal your lips and watch silently,

How many illusions does silence produce?

Selfishness is all devotion-green,

Without self-worship there is zero aro,

How much love for one god,

How much religion for a believer?

In raga mango cup, drinking sura of renunciation

Here we go!

By giving self-awareness to the fun of life

Here we go!

By playing emotion on the veena that carries intelligence

Here we go!

By establishing the value of heart in a pain free world

Here we go!

Pervading like the sun in the universe of creation

Here we go!

By measuring total jahan by jaan kera gauge

Here we go!

The shackles of religion, the shackles of seduction

Whipping time

By measuring the sufferings of a dumb faith

Here we go!

Dhairya Kera Buttao, Pandadi Kshama Keri

Well there is compassion

On the wheel of Prana, imprinting divine rice

Here we go!

Let God do it! We realized

Autonomous!

By imposing a powerless regime

Here we go!

Coming from zero, we will merge into zero

Who's going to stop?

By cutting the chains of destruction and immortality

Here we go!

Jabbat. This is the mind of Dilawar who has dissolved life. Zero Palanpuri Nawab of Palanpur before independence went to Mumbai with a grudge that there is no one to brighten the name of our village. Earlier Pajod Darbar Ruswa Mazloomi went to work there and got a ghazal verse (pun intended). Amrit Ghayal gave zero nickname. Even if he could not study, English and Persian were so good that he brought Khayyam's eleventh century rubai to Gujarati! This rubai became the inspiration for Harivanshrai Bachchan's Madhushala. It was a world famous and wonderful spiritual vision with the fun of living life. It has been translated into English by Dhurandhra like Fitzgerald, but better Gujarati translation has been done by Shoo! Unattainable today is also the subject of a translation isolation article.

But it is a work which is considered as a jewel of Gujarat.

Zero, on his deathbed, told his son in his native Palanpur to return the 37 rupees borrowed to Mumbai. And when Dr. Chandrasekhar Thakkur captured the poems of Lajwab Shire Maris who could not pay such a loan, he also publicly protested against plagiarism! He also worked as a teacher who loved traveling more than making money and enjoyed the empty life. Only that poet can say: If you have to drink Sura, drink it with pride...Ka Priya Kaan Yaar drink it with Buddhiman ... When he met his father in his childhood, he lovingly wrapped his hand around his head and signed his autograph. Before the Internet age came, we lost this deep-flowing diver! Who can also write that...

Introduction to the gods in the temple,

And recognizes God in mosques.

I don't know my personality from anyone.

Everyone knows your glory.

We have crossed the ocean, my love.

Not just on the beach,

We have found in place pearls,

Only Badbuda knows you.

The fate of the boats is now in the gale,

If someone teases, then I'm in trouble.

I don't want to be careless, O time

Do not be proud that I am part of the gang.

Even if you underestimate the atom, take it today

The universe cannot comprehend my expansion tomorrow

Let it be clear that I will not mock God

My explanation will not give me the illusion of fabrication

swam the seven seas,

When a boat alone,

Janza spoke 'khamma khamma'!

Dare to say 'Alla Belly'!

Whose companionship is good in life

'Zero' you think to yourself,

Two hands behind hard work,

Just a hand behind fate!

It's great to be friends that were enemies!

O mind! Umange Naach or Bedi has been cut!

We will reach the destination by killing

The power is immense, even though the wings are clipped.

Fill the cup with flower juice

Let's relax

Where the world sinks with fear

Have fun swimming there

Beloved also got angry

Harden the heart a little

To persuade someone

Don't stop with tears

Life as a ghazal

I have come with pain,

Everyone can understand

I have come with a story.

A pinch of salt in the eyes

I have been like Khar,

The crime is the same.

I have brought flowers.

On the dawn-evening sky

Burning with jealousy,

I blushed in the eyes

I have come with fun

Only the Ganga water that grows

And by the irrigation of the buzzing,

A valley as a ghazal

I have come with unity.

ahaha Zero has also written this on Gujarat and also on the creation of women. This is a poet who has to learn to read between the lines like in life. In simple terms, it hurts deeply. In one of the shares, he wrote that if you give comfort by calling all mirages to happiness, then explain why sometimes sorrows are not mirages? Why is life such a dream of happiness illusion and sorrow reality? Once it was written that if oxygen is low, I will die and if it is too much, then I will die! What an accurate and deep look! If you want to see the remnants of zero, look not for the grave, but for the distance of the lover, Mulayam Shire says that I express myself with tears! Giving the message that if two are to lose in love, it is called victory, Shayer wrote that if a stone grows and flowers are not thrown, what should I do?

That's it, this is what our humanity, which has not improved despite Corona, needs! Happy 2023.

Fast forward

Whose job is accused of looting Upavan

The court of thorns is sitting to take the testimony of the flowers.

Do you know zero poet how crazy that form is

Keeps a colorful sign of flowers carved on the heart.

(Title and this stanza nil palanpuri)