Wednesday, May 1, 2024

Nirja's Journey

        Nirja's Journey 

             

 This morning, as I was about to leave, a familiar voice greeted me from behind, "Hey Nirja, how are you? Happy 30th birthday." It was Vrinda. I turned around, smiling, "Hey Vrinda, thank you. I'm doing well, how about you?" Vrinda suggested, "Let's go to the temple of Ramdev Pir and sit. Our old friends are already there."



Neerja: “So much has changed. A new temple has been built, and new idols of gods have been consecrated. When I first came here, there was only the idol of Ramdevpir.”


Varinda: “Yes, now the idol of Rameshwar Mahadev has also been consecrated. A small temple for Kalbhairav Dada has been built. Every year, the celebration of Krishna Janmashtami takes place. Small trees have been planted next to the temple, adding to its beauty.”


Neerja: “And there’s been so much development at the Bapa Sitaram shrine nearby too.”

Varinda: “Yes, there’s the Bapa Sitaram shrine, Hanumanji temple, Mahadev temple, and Bahuchar Mata temple. In the evenings, children come to play there. A new platform has been built for birds to feed and drink water. At night, aarti is performed at both places, creating a joyful and devotional atmosphere. People celebrate all festivals together in harmony, without any discrimination. Everyone works together as well.”

As Nirja and Vrinda walked towards the temple, they were met with a lively scene. The temple grounds were decorated with beautiful colors, and there was a lot of activity around. The air was filled with the pleasant scent of incense and prayers.

They spotted their old friends waiting for them, and they greeted each other warmly. They caught up on each other's lives, sharing stories and laughter. The atmosphere was joyful and filled with friendship as they enjoyed being together in the peaceful setting of the temple.

Nirja asked her friends, "How's everyone?"

Raaghav noticed her mood and said, "Nirja, it's your birthday. Why do you seem down?"

"Just remembering some things from the past," Nirja replied sadly.

Varaa, concerned, asked, "What happened in the past that's bothering you now?"

Nirja hesitated before saying, "It's a long story."

Her friends assured her, "We're here to listen."

Taking a deep breath, Nirja began her tale.

"Once, we were a big family, living happily together," she started. "But then, everything changed. My grandfather decided we should live separately, so we moved. My father worked hard for us, but my mother, who was disabled, struggled."

"Then," Nirja continued, her voice quivering, "my mother died when I was just seven. Before I could understand what happened, my father remarried. My stepmother cared for me like her own, but then one day, both she and my father were gone."


"I became an orphan," Nirja concluded, her heart heavy with the weight of her past. “I went to live with my uncle. When I was twelve, I was sexually abused by a distant uncle, but I couldn’t tell anyone. I left home and went to live in a hostel. 


After completing grade 12, I decided to go to college. In college, I befriended a boy named Shrikant. Over time, our friendship turned into love.”                   

 

She continued with a sob, “I loved Shrikant with all my heart. But he took advantage of my love. He started a business selling alcohol, creating nude photos, and blackmailing girls, which I didn’t know about. When I found out, I left him and filed a police complaint. But the police didn’t pay attention to the case because of greed for money. Since then, I’ve been living alone and working as a social worker. When I turned 20, I found out that my mother had committed suicide because of my father’s affair. My father had a love marriage, but my stepmother’s family didn’t like it, so they killed them both.”

Vrinda, touched by Nirja's story, spoke up, her voice filled with empathy. "Nirja, your journey has been filled with pain and challenges. It's truly heart-wrenching to hear. But despite everything, you've chosen to dedicate your life to helping others as a social worker. That's incredibly commendable."

She continued, her words a testament to Nirja's resilience, "Your story is an inspiration to us all. It shows that even in the darkest of times, there's hope and courage to move forward. I'm truly sorry for all you've been through, but I salute your bravery and perseverance."

Vrinda's words shifted to a message of support and celebration, "Even though today is your birthday and you're feeling sad about your past, remember that your friends are here with you. We want to celebrate with you and help you start a new chapter in your life. Knowing that you have us by your side should bring you joy."

She concluded with warm wishes for Nirja's future, "Your story and your courage inspire everyone around you. Happy birthday, Nirja. May your future be filled with brightness and happiness."

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Saturday, March 30, 2024

NATIONAL SEMINAR - 2024


National Seminar on Convergence of AI, DH, and English Studies

The Department of English at Maharaja Krishnakumarsinhji Bhavnagar University hosted the 'National Seminar on Convergence of AI, DH, and English Studies' on March 29, 2024. The seminar delved into the intersection of Artificial Intelligence (AI), Digital Humanities (DH), and English Studies, exploring topics such as:

  1. How AI can help analyze literature
  2.  Using Digital Humanities for studying texts
  3. AI's role in teaching and learning language
  4.  Considering ethical issues in AI and DH research


Keynote speakers of distinction were:
  • Prof. (Dr.) Nigam Dave from Pandit Deendayal Energy University, Gandhinagar
  • Dr. Richa Srishti from CHRIST (Deemed to be University), Lavasa
  • Dr. Richa Mishra from Nirma University, Ahmedabad
  • Dr. Shobha K. N. from the National Institute of Technical Teachers Training and Research (NITTTR), Chennai

Dilip Barad talked about how new ideas face resistance before being accepted, using Plato's words about truth and lies as an example. He also mentioned a story about a Greek god. Most of the seminar participants were girls, and he talked about the importance of empowering girls in digital literacy. 


1.Prof.Dr.Nigam Dave 




Topic  :"Value Neutrality of Deepfakes and Its Positive Implications."

Nigam Dave, shed light on the value neutrality of deepfakes and their positive implications. 

Dr. Dave delved into the definition of deepfakes, describing them as edited images, videos, or audio recordings that replace the original person with someone else, often a public figure, in a manner that appears authentic. He highlighted various terms associated with deepfakes, including digital avatars, AI image swaps, face swaps, cheap fakes, shallow fakes, and text fakes.


Expanding the discussion, he explored the concept of fake identities in literature, citing examples from stories like those of Chyavan Rushi. He also touched upon the prevalence of altered content in memes, body doubles, celebrity look-alikes, mimicry artists, singers mimicking known voices, and the existence of fake products in places like Chor Bazaar. Notable mentions included the holographic representation of Michael Jackson and historical resistance to new technologies.


However, Professor Dave also emphasized the positive aspects of deepfakes, such as the recreation of historical figures like Evil Prestey through rotoscoping and the emergence of synthetic literature generated by AI, exemplified by apps like Words by Words. He highlighted practical applications like synthetic voices for navigation and aiding individuals who have lost their ability to speak due to medical conditions.

Furthermore, he discussed innovative projects like Microsoft's Mr. Mix the Reality, which utilizes the HoloLens for blending virtual and real environments, and the rise of virtual influencers. Throughout his presentation, he referenced figures like Christopher Marlowe, Doctor Foster, Helen of Troy, and Sam Pitroda to provide context and depth to his arguments.

In summary, Professor Dave's discourse encouraged attendees to adopt a nuanced perspective on deepfakes, recognizing both their potential negative implications and the transformative possibilities they offer.

2.Dr.Richa Mishra


Topic: "Engaging with Digital Humanities Tools, Techniques, and Scope"

Dr. Richa Mishra, Her talk was all about how we engage with Digital Humanities, focusing on tools, techniques, and its scope.


She explained that Digital Humanities is basically about using digital data, visualization, interaction, context, and various methods to understand human culture and history. She mentioned some key figures in the field like father Busa, Willard McCarty, Franco Moretti, Johanna Drucker, and Lev Monoich.


The whole idea behind Digital Humanities is that it came about because academics wanted to explore how newly emerging digital technologies could enhance our understanding of human constructs, social relations, and what it means to be human.

Dr. Mishra emphasized that in Digital Humanities, details are like the new soil. It's where we plant our ideas and grow our understanding.


She talked about the traditional research flow, how we go from gathering materials to analyzing them, debating their significance, and then disseminating our findings.

Then she delved into techniques like text mining and analysis, data visualization, geospatial analysis, networking analysis, corpus linguistics, text encoding and markup, topic modeling, digital storytelling and narrative analysis, and data curation and preservation. These techniques help us make sense of vast amounts of digital information.

She also highlighted some tools that are commonly used in Digital Humanities, making it more accessible for researchers.


She shared examples of Digital Humanities in action, comparing it to a digital love story. One interesting reference she made was to the Verse by Verse App, showing how technology can enhance our understanding and appreciation of literature and culture.

3. Dr. Richa Shristi 


Topic: "The Role of AI in Creative Process: Rethinking Authorship " 

Dr. Richa Srishti , talked about how AI is changing the creative process and the concept of authorship. She discussed how AI can foster creativity, create art, and even write stories, raising ethical and legal concerns. She demonstrated human-AI collaborations in creating poetry and emphasized the importance of ethical considerations in using AI.


During her talk, Dr. Srishti showcased a picture and a story created by both humans and AI, highlighting the blurred lines between human and AI creativity. She raised questions about whether AI can truly replicate human creativity or if it's just imitation.


Dr. Srishti also discussed the impact of AI on literature, such as the rise of e-literature, democratization of publishing, and the blurring of genres. She pondered on the future of creativity, questioning if true originality and emotional depth can only be achieved by humans.

4.Dr. Shobha K. N. 


Topic: " AI for Teaching and Learning " 

Dr. Shobha K.N. explored AI's role in learning and teaching, questioning whether technology is accessible to everyone or just a select few. He referenced historical technological advancements like the printing press and typewriters and how they changed education. He mentioned figures like Benjamin S. Bloom, Sal Khan, and Sam Altman.


Dr. Shobha emphasized that AI education isn't just about technical skills but also about nurturing critical thinking and ethical considerations. He used sports examples to illustrate how technology has changed the way we learn and teach, ultimately advocating for responsible AI use in education.




Sunday, March 17, 2024

NagaMandala Play and YouTube Play Review.

 Question:1

The setting and stage design in the YouTube adaptation of Girish Karnad's "Naga-Mandala" played a pivotal role in deepening my understanding of the narrative and its underlying themes. Immersing myself in the visual portrayal of the rustic Indian village where the story unfolds facilitated a more vivid exploration of the characters' lives and the challenges they faced.


The strategic utilization of lighting and sound effects in the YouTube rendition accentuated the magical realism woven throughout the narrative, thus rendering the themes more palpable and relatable to the audience.


Moreover, the staging decisions made notable thematic statements, particularly regarding the tension between tradition and modernity, thereby imbuing the story with added significance. Observing the characters' interactions with their surroundings served as a conduit for delving into the play's profound messages.


In summary, the setting and stage design enriched my interpretation of the original text's setting by furnishing a visual backdrop that enhanced comprehension of the story's intricacies and thematic depth. The YouTube adaptation proved to be an immersive and thought-provoking experience, elevating the narrative to new heights.


Question:2


"When comparing the YouTube play to the original text of Naga-Mandala, several notable distinctions emerge:


1. The character of Man exhibits a significant contrast. In the text, his awareness of impending death if he fails to awaken that night lends a sense of apprehension. Conversely, the YouTube adaptation omits this detail, portraying Man as devoid of worry.


2. Characters such as Flames (Flame-1, 2, 3, 4, and New Flame), Story, and Song are specifically mentioned in the text but are absent from the YouTube rendition.


3. Kurudavva's demeanor undergoes a transformation. While depicted as somewhat serious in the text, the YouTube portrayal presents her character with vivacity and excitement.


4. Kappana's name is altered to Kallu in the YouTube adaptation.


5. Notably, the text offers three distinct endings, whereas the YouTube play converges on a singular conclusion."


Question:3

1. Visual representation: Watching the YouTube play provided a tangible visualization of the characters, settings, and events described in the literary work, making it easier to comprehend the narrative and its nuances.


2. Emotional depth: Seeing the actors portray emotions such as fear, love, and despair added depth to the story, enhancing my understanding of the characters' motivations and internal struggles.


3. Cultural context: The visual elements of the play, including costumes, set design, and music, offered insights into the cultural context of the story, enriching my appreciation for its themes and symbolism.


4. Symbolism and imagery: Certain visual cues and staging choices may have highlighted symbolism and imagery that I might have overlooked while reading the text alone, deepening my understanding of the themes explored in "Nagamandala."


5. Spatial dynamics: Observing the interactions between characters within the physical space of the stage may have provided insights into power dynamics, social hierarchies, and relationships that are not as evident in the written text.


6. Interpretation of key scenes: Witnessing pivotal moments, such as the transformation of characters or the climax of the story, brought key themes and messages to life in a way that textual description alone may not have achieved.


7. Artistic interpretation: The director's creative choices in adapting the literary work for the stage may have offered unique perspectives on the story, prompting me to reconsider certain aspects of the narrative and its intended meanings.


8. Engagement with performance elements: Observing elements such as acting techniques, staging, and use of props and lighting may have deepened my understanding of how performance contributes to the interpretation and communication of a literary work.


Question:5

1. "Nagamandala" is a play about a woman named Rani who feels trapped in a loveless marriage.

2. She finds comfort in folk tales, especially one about a serpent king.

3. Rani performs a secret ritual with a snake figurine to express her desires.

4. Things get complicated when she's seduced by a cobra that takes her husband's form.

5. Rani becomes pregnant with the serpent's child, facing society's judgment.

6. The play explores the challenges women face in a male-dominated society.

7. It also looks at the consequences of giving in to desires.

8. Rani must find a way to break free from societal expectations.

9. "Nagamandala" blends old stories with modern issues.

10. It's a touching tale about love, longing, and the search for freedom.

Wednesday, February 28, 2024

āŠŪોāŠĪીāŠšાāŠ°ો - āŠĄૉ.āŠ†āŠˆ.āŠ•ે.āŠĩીāŠœāŠģીāŠĩાāŠģા

                  āŠŪોāŠĪીāŠšાāŠ°ો                      

 


āŠĄૉ. āŠĩીāŠœāŠģીāŠĩાāŠģાāŠ āŠ‡āŠĻ્āŠŸāŠ°āŠĻેāŠŸāŠĻા āŠŪāŠđાāŠļાāŠ—āŠ°āŠĻી āŠ–ાāŠ°ાāŠķāŠŪાંāŠĨી āŠĩીāŠĢેāŠēા āŠ† āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠļંāŠ—ો āŠœાāŠĢે āŠીāŠĢા āŠļાāŠšા āŠŪોāŠĪીāŠĻું āŠĻāŠ•āŠķીāŠ•ાāŠŪāŠĩાāŠģું āŠ˜āŠ°ેāŠĢું āŠđોāŠŊ āŠāŠĩા āŠļ્āŠĩāŠ°ૂāŠŠે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢāŠĻે āŠ­ાāŠĩાāŠĻુāŠĩાāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠĻે āŠ†āŠŠ્āŠŊા āŠ›ે. āŠŪેāŠĄિāŠ•āŠēāŠĻી āŠŪાāŠđિāŠĪી āŠŪેāŠģāŠĩāŠĩા āŠāŠŪāŠĢે āŠ•āŠ°ેāŠē āŠļāŠ°્āŠ•િંāŠ—āŠŪાં āŠœ્āŠŊાંāŠĨી āŠĶેāŠ–ાāŠŊા āŠĪ્āŠŊાંāŠĨી āŠāŠ•āŠ ા āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠĻે āŠ† āŠŪોāŠĪીāŠ“ āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢāŠĻે ‘āŠŪોāŠĪીāŠšાāŠ°ો” āŠŠુāŠļ્āŠĪāŠ•āŠĻા āŠ°ૂāŠŠāŠŪાં āŠ†āŠŠ્āŠŊા āŠ›ે. āŠŪāŠđાāŠļાāŠ—āŠ°āŠĻું āŠŪંāŠĨāŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠĻે āŠœાāŠĢે āŠ•ે āŠœિāŠĩાāŠĄી āŠ†āŠŠે āŠāŠĩું āŠ…āŠŪૃāŠĪ āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢāŠĻે āŠ†āŠŠ્āŠŊું āŠ›ે.āŠ† āŠŠુāŠļ્āŠĪāŠ•āŠĻા āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠļંāŠ—ો āŠĶૈāŠĻિāŠ• āŠœિāŠĩાāŠĪાં āŠœીāŠĩāŠĻ āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠĶીāŠĩાāŠĶાંāŠĄી āŠŽāŠĻીāŠĻે āŠ§્āŠ°ુāŠĩāŠĪાāŠ°āŠ•āŠĻી āŠœેāŠŪ āŠœāŠĻāŠļāŠŪાāŠœāŠĻે āŠĶોāŠ°ે āŠ›ે. 

āŠ†āŠŠāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠ†āŠĩેāŠē āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠļંāŠ—ો:

  • āŠ­āŠ—āŠĩાāŠĻ āŠļાāŠĨે āŠĩાāŠĪāŠšીāŠĪ
  • āŠŠ્āŠ°ાāŠ°્āŠĨāŠĻા
  • āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠŠૅāŠ• āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠ›ે āŠ–āŠŽāŠ° āŠ›ે ?
  • āŠŽાāŠģāŠ•ો āŠ…āŠĶ્āŠ­ુāŠĪ āŠ§āŠ°્āŠŪāŠ—ુāŠ°ુāŠ“ !
  • āŠ­āŠ—āŠĩાāŠĻāŠĻી āŠ•ેāŠ•
  • āŠœો.... ... ...!
  • āŠāŠ• āŠ•ોāŠĄિāŠŊું..!
  • āŠ­āŠ—āŠĩાāŠĻ āŠļાāŠĨે āŠ­ોāŠœāŠĻ !
  • āŠœીāŠŪāŠĻા āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ° ! !
  • āŠĪ્āŠŊાં āŠ­āŠ—āŠĩાāŠĻ āŠœāŠ°ૂāŠ° āŠđāŠķે..!
  • To Whom It May Concern : āŠœેāŠĻે āŠēાāŠ—āŠĪુંāŠĩāŠģāŠ—āŠĪું āŠđોāŠŊ āŠĪેāŠĻે
  • āŠŠુāŠ–્āŠĪ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠŪોāŠŸા āŠđોāŠĩાāŠŪાંāŠĨી āŠŪાāŠ°ું āŠ°ાāŠœીāŠĻાāŠŪું !
  • āŠđું āŠāŠŸāŠēું āŠķીāŠ–્āŠŊો āŠ›ું āŠ•ે....
  • āŠĪāŠŪે āŠœે āŠēોāŠ•ોāŠĻે āŠŪāŠģો āŠ›ો...
  • āŠĩિāŠķ્āŠĩāŠĻી āŠļાāŠĪ āŠ…āŠœાāŠŊāŠŽીāŠ“
  • āŠ•āŠĶાāŠš āŠ†āŠĩāŠĪી āŠ•ાāŠēāŠĻી āŠļāŠĩાāŠ° āŠŪાāŠ°ા āŠĩāŠ—āŠ° āŠŠāŠ—ે..!
  • āŠŠીāŠģાં āŠ—ુāŠēાāŠŽāŠĻાં āŠŦૂāŠēો
  • āŠ…āŠĶ્āŠ­ુāŠĪ āŠķિāŠ•્āŠ·િāŠ•ા, āŠ…āŠĶ્āŠ­ુāŠĪ āŠŊાāŠĶી !
  • āŠāŠ• āŠĻાāŠĻāŠ•āŠĄા āŠŽાāŠģāŠ•āŠĻી āŠ‘āŠŦāŠ°..!
  • āŠšાāŠēો āŠāŠ• āŠšિāŠ ્āŠ ી āŠēāŠ–ીāŠ, āŠāŠ• āŠŦોāŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠ!
  • āŠ†āŠ—āŠēી āŠđāŠ°ોāŠģ
  • āŠĶીāŠĩાāŠēāŠŪાં āŠ–ીāŠēો
  • āŠŪāŠĶāŠĶāŠĻી āŠšીāŠļ āŠļાંāŠ­āŠģો. āŠ…āŠĨāŠĩા āŠˆંāŠŸāŠĻા āŠ˜ા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠĪૈāŠŊાāŠ° āŠ°āŠđો!
  • āŠ°ેāŠĪીāŠŪાં āŠēāŠ–ાāŠĢ !
  • āŠāŠ• āŠļાāŠĶી āŠ•āŠļોāŠŸી
  • āŠļોāŠĻેāŠ°ી āŠŽૉāŠ•્āŠļ 
  • āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠŪ, āŠŪāŠđાāŠĻ āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠŪ !
  • āŠļુંāŠĶāŠ° āŠĩૃāŠĶ્āŠ§āŠĪ્āŠĩ
  • āŠļ્āŠĩāŠ°્āŠ—āŠĻો āŠļ્āŠŸોāŠ° !
  • āŦĻāŦŽ āŠœાāŠĻ્āŠŊુāŠ†āŠ°ી āŦĻāŦĶāŦĶāŦ§, āŠķુāŠ•્āŠ°āŠĩાāŠ°(āŠ­ુāŠœ āŠĪેāŠŪāŠœ āŠ…āŠŪāŠĶાāŠĩાāŠĶāŠĻા āŠ§āŠ°āŠĪીāŠ•ંāŠŠāŠĻો āŠ­āŠŊંāŠ•āŠ° āŠĶિāŠĩāŠļ)
  • āŦ§āŦ§āŠŪી āŠļāŠŠ્āŠŸેāŠŪ્āŠŽāŠ°, āŠœ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠē્āŠĄ āŠŸ્āŠ°ેāŠĄ āŠļેāŠĻ્āŠŸāŠ°āŠĻાં āŠŸાāŠĩāŠ°્āŠļ āŠļાāŠĨે āŠĩિāŠŪાāŠĻો āŠŸāŠ•āŠ°ાāŠŊાં āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ­āŠ—āŠĩાāŠĻ āŠ•્āŠŊાં āŠđāŠĪા?
  • My spirit is Free!
  • Don't dance so fast

āŠŪāŠĻે āŠ—āŠŪેāŠēા āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠļંāŠ—ો:

āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠŠૅāŠ• āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠ›ે āŠ–āŠŽāŠ° āŠ›ે ?:

āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢી āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ીāŠŪાં āŠ•ેāŠŸāŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēી āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸāŠĻો āŠ‰āŠŠāŠŊોāŠ— āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩો āŠŠāŠĄāŠĪો āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે āŠĪે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ āŠĩિāŠšાāŠ°ીāŠ āŠ›ીāŠ āŠ–āŠ°ા? āŠķાāŠ°ીāŠ°િāŠ• āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ, āŠŪાāŠĻāŠļિāŠ• āŠŠૅāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ, āŠ†āŠ§્āŠŊાāŠĪ્āŠŪિāŠ• āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ, āŠēાāŠ—āŠĢીāŠĻી āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ āŠĩāŠ—ેāŠ°ે āŠ•ંāŠˆāŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēીāŠŊે!! āŠ† āŠŽāŠ§ી āŠŠેāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸો āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠŠેāŠ• āŠ•āŠ°āŠĻાāŠ°ા āŠļૌāŠĻે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠœાāŠĢીāŠ āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ›ીāŠ āŠ–āŠ°ા? āŠāŠŪāŠĻો āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ āŠ–āŠ°ા āŠĶિāŠēāŠĨી āŠ†āŠ­ાāŠ° āŠŪાāŠĻીāŠ āŠ›ીāŠ āŠ–āŠ°ા? āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢા āŠ•ે āŠŽીāŠœા āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠĻા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠŠāŠĢ āŠļાāŠ°ું āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĻાāŠ°āŠĻે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠ…āŠ­િāŠĻંāŠĶāŠĻ āŠ†āŠŠીāŠ āŠ›ીāŠ āŠ–āŠ°ા? āŠĻāŠĨી āŠēાāŠ—āŠĪું āŠ•ે āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠĩāŠđાāŠ°āŠĻા āŠĪાāŠĢાāŠĩાāŠĢાāŠ“āŠĻે āŠĨોāŠĄાāŠ• āŠļāŠ°āŠ–ી āŠ°ીāŠĪે āŠ—ોāŠ āŠĩāŠĩાāŠĻી āŠœāŠ°ૂāŠ° āŠ›ે? āŠĪો āŠšાāŠēો, āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢા āŠ°ોāŠœિંāŠĶા āŠœીāŠĩāŠĻāŠŪાં āŠāŠ• āŠĩાāŠĪāŠĻું āŠđંāŠŪેāŠķાં āŠ§્āŠŊાāŠĻ āŠ°ાāŠ–āŠĪા āŠ°āŠđીāŠ āŠ•ે… ‘Who Packs Our Parachute?!! āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢી āŠŠૅāŠ°ેāŠķૂāŠŸ āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠŠેāŠ• āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠ›ે?!” 


āŠđું āŠāŠŸāŠēું āŠķીāŠ–્āŠŊો āŠ›ું...

..āŠ•ે….āŠĶુāŠĻિāŠŊાāŠĻી āŠ‰āŠĪ્āŠĪāŠŪ āŠĻિāŠķાāŠģ āŠāŠ• āŠĩૃāŠĶ્āŠ§ āŠŪાāŠĢāŠļāŠĻા āŠŠāŠ— āŠŠાāŠļે āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

..āŠ•ે.āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠŪāŠŪાં āŠŠāŠĄી āŠāŠŸāŠēે āŠ†ંāŠ– āŠ…āŠĻે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠĪāŠĻ āŠŽંāŠĻે āŠđંāŠŪેāŠķાં āŠāŠĻી āŠšાāŠĄી āŠ–ાāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

……āŠ•ે ….āŠĪāŠŪે āŠŪાāŠ°ો āŠĶિāŠĩāŠļ āŠļુāŠ§ાāŠ°ી āŠĶીāŠ§ો — āŠāŠĩું āŠŪāŠĻે āŠ•āŠđેāŠĻાāŠ° āŠđāŠ•ીāŠ•āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠŪાāŠ°ો āŠĶિāŠĩāŠļ āŠļુāŠ§ાāŠ°ી āŠĶે āŠ›ે. ...āŠ•ે ...āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢા āŠ–ોāŠģાāŠŪાં āŠŽાāŠģāŠ• āŠŠંāŠ˜ી āŠœાāŠŊ āŠĪે āŠĶુāŠĻિāŠŊાāŠĻી āŠļૌāŠĨી āŠķાંāŠĪ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠ‰āŠŪāŠĶા āŠēાāŠ—āŠĢીāŠ“āŠĻી āŠ•્āŠ·āŠĢોāŠŪાંāŠĻી āŠĨોāŠĄીāŠ• āŠ•્āŠ·āŠĢો āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

…āŠ•ે ….āŠĶāŠŊાāŠģુ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠŪાāŠŊાāŠģુ āŠŽāŠĻāŠĩું āŠĪે…āŠ–āŠ°ા...āŠŽāŠĻāŠĩા āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪા āŠĩāŠ§ાāŠ°ે āŠļાāŠ°ું āŠ›ે.

...āŠ•ે ………āŠŽાāŠģāŠ•āŠĻી āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ­ેāŠŸāŠĻો āŠ…āŠļ્āŠĩીāŠ•ાāŠ° āŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩો āŠœોāŠˆāŠ.

…āŠ•ે ….āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠĻે āŠŪāŠĶāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩાāŠĻી āŠķāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠŪાāŠ°ાāŠŪાં āŠĻ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠŪાāŠ°ે āŠĪેāŠĻા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠŠ્āŠ°ાāŠ°્āŠĨāŠĻા āŠœāŠ°ૂāŠ° āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩી āŠœોāŠˆāŠ.

...āŠ•ે ….āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢું āŠŠāŠĶ āŠ•ે āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠĪિāŠ·્āŠ ા āŠ—āŠŪે āŠĪેāŠŸāŠēા āŠ—ંāŠ­ીāŠ° āŠ°āŠđેāŠĩાāŠĻું āŠķિāŠ–āŠĩાāŠĄે āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢી āŠŠાāŠļે āŠāŠĩા āŠŽેāŠšાāŠ° āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠĪો āŠđોāŠĩા āŠœ āŠœોāŠˆāŠ āŠ•ે āŠœેāŠŪāŠĻી āŠļાāŠĨે āŠŸોāŠģāŠŸāŠŠ્āŠŠાં āŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠķāŠ•ાāŠŊ, āŠ āŠ ્āŠ ાāŠŪāŠķ્āŠ•āŠ°ી āŠ•āŠ°ી āŠķāŠ•ાāŠŊ.

…āŠ•ે …āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ•ેāŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિāŠĻે āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ીāŠŪાં āŠ˜āŠĢી āŠĩāŠ–āŠĪ āŠāŠ• āŠļāŠđાāŠĻુāŠ­ૂāŠĪિāŠ­āŠ°્āŠŊા āŠļાāŠĨ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠēાāŠ—āŠĢીāŠ­āŠ°્āŠŊાં āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠĻી āŠœāŠ°ૂāŠ° āŠŠāŠĄāŠĪી āŠœ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે, āŠœે āŠĪેāŠĻે āŠļāŠŪāŠœી āŠķāŠ•ે.

…āŠ•ે ……āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ી āŠāŠ• āŠ—āŠ°āŠ—āŠĄી āŠŠāŠ° āŠĩીંāŠŸાāŠģેāŠēા āŠĶોāŠ°ા āŠœેāŠĩી āŠ›ે. āŠ›ેāŠĄો āŠœેāŠŪ āŠĻāŠœીāŠ• āŠ†āŠĩે āŠĪેāŠŪ āŠĪેāŠŪ āŠĩāŠ§ાāŠ°ે āŠāŠĄāŠŠāŠĨી āŠ­ાāŠ—āŠĩા āŠēાāŠ—ે!

…āŠ•ે…āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢāŠĻે āŠŽāŠ§ું āŠœ āŠĻāŠĨી āŠ†āŠŠ્āŠŊું āŠ āŠ­āŠ—āŠĩાāŠĻે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢāŠĻે āŠ†āŠŠેāŠē āŠ‰āŠĪ્āŠĪāŠŪ āŠĩāŠ°āŠĶાāŠĻ āŠ›ે!

_āŠ•ે….āŠŠૈāŠļો āŠĻૈāŠĪિāŠ•āŠĪા āŠĻāŠĨી āŠ–āŠ°ીāŠĶી āŠķāŠ•āŠĪો.

_āŠ•ે āŠ°ોāŠœિંāŠĶા āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠĩāŠđાāŠ°āŠĻી āŠĻાāŠĻી āŠĻાāŠĻી āŠ˜āŠŸāŠĻાāŠ“ āŠœ āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ીāŠĻે āŠļાāŠšું āŠļ્āŠĩāŠ°ૂāŠŠ āŠ†āŠŠāŠĪી āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

_āŠ•ે…āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ•āŠĻા āŠŽāŠ–્āŠĪāŠ°િāŠŊા āŠ•ોāŠšāŠēા āŠĻીāŠšે āŠāŠ• āŠāŠĩી āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠœ āŠ›ે āŠœે āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠŪ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠēાāŠ—āŠĢી āŠંāŠ–ે āŠ›ે.

...āŠ•ે….āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢા āŠ—āŠĢāŠĩાāŠĨી āŠ•ે āŠĻ āŠ—āŠĢāŠĩાāŠĨી āŠŠāŠ°િāŠļ્āŠĨિāŠĪિ āŠŽāŠĶāŠēાāŠˆ āŠĻāŠĨી āŠœāŠĪી, āŠāŠŸāŠēે āŠđāŠ•ીāŠ•āŠĪāŠĻો āŠļ્āŠĩીāŠ•ાāŠ° āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪાં āŠķીāŠ–āŠĩું. .āŠ•ે.āŠļāŠŪāŠŊ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪાં āŠŠāŠĢ āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠŪāŠŪાં āŠœ āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠ˜ાāŠĻે āŠ°ુāŠāŠĩāŠĩાāŠĻી āŠķāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠ°āŠđેāŠēી āŠ›ે.

…āŠ•ે ….āŠŪાāŠ°ો āŠĩિāŠ•ાāŠļ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩાāŠĻો āŠ‰āŠĪ્āŠĪāŠŪ āŠ°āŠļ્āŠĪો āŠŪાāŠ°ાāŠĨી āŠĩāŠ§ાāŠ°ે āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠĪિāŠ­ાāŠķાāŠģી āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠĩāŠš્āŠšે āŠ°āŠđેāŠĩું āŠ āŠ›ે.

…āŠ•ે …āŠœેāŠĻે āŠŪāŠģીāŠ āŠĪેāŠĻે āŠŽāŠĻી āŠķāŠ•ે āŠĪો āŠāŠ• āŠļ્āŠŪિāŠĪ āŠĪો āŠ­ેāŠŸ āŠ†āŠŠāŠĩું āŠœ āŠœોāŠˆāŠ.

.āŠ•ે ..āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠŠāŠĢ āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠŠૂāŠ°્āŠĢ āŠĻāŠĨી, āŠļિāŠĩાāŠŊ āŠ•ે āŠœેāŠĻી āŠļાāŠĨે āŠĪāŠŪે āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠŪāŠŪાં āŠŠāŠĄો!

āŠ•ે āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ી āŠ…āŠĪિāŠ•āŠ િāŠĻ āŠ›ે, āŠŠāŠĢ āŠđું āŠ•ાંāŠˆ āŠ“āŠ›ો āŠŪāŠœāŠŽૂāŠĪ āŠĪો āŠĻāŠĨી āŠœ!

āŠ•ે ….āŠ…āŠŪૂāŠē્āŠŊ āŠĪāŠ• āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ°્āŠĨ āŠœāŠĪી āŠœ āŠĻāŠĨી. āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠœો āŠĻ āŠāŠĄāŠŠી āŠēāŠˆāŠ āŠĪો āŠŽીāŠœું āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠ• āŠ āŠāŠĄāŠŠી āŠēેāŠĩા āŠĪૈāŠŊાāŠ° āŠœ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

…āŠ•ે …āŠĪāŠŪે āŠœો āŠ•āŠŸુāŠĪા-āŠ•āŠĄāŠĩાāŠķāŠĻે āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠŪાં āŠ†āŠķāŠ°ો āŠ†āŠŠāŠķો āŠĪો āŠ–ુāŠķાāŠēી āŠŽીāŠœે āŠ°āŠđેāŠĩા āŠœāŠĪી āŠ°āŠđેāŠķે! āŠāŠŪāŠĻે āŠ…ંāŠĶāŠ°ોāŠ…ંāŠĶāŠ° āŠœāŠ°ાāŠŊ āŠŽāŠĻāŠĪું āŠĻāŠĨી!

.āŠ•ે ...āŠŽોāŠēેāŠēા āŠķāŠŽ્āŠĶોāŠĻે āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠœāŠĢાāŠ āŠĻāŠ°āŠŪ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠŪીāŠ ાāŠķāŠ­āŠ°્āŠŊાં āŠœ āŠ°ાāŠ–āŠĩા āŠœોāŠˆāŠ, āŠ•ાāŠ°āŠĢ āŠ•ે āŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠĻાāŠ°ાāŠŊāŠĢ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠ•āŠĶાāŠš āŠāŠĻે āŠŠોāŠĪાāŠĻે āŠœ āŠ āŠŠાāŠ›ા āŠ—āŠģāŠĩાāŠĻો āŠĩાāŠ°ો āŠ†āŠĩે āŠĪો āŠĪāŠ•āŠēીāŠŦ āŠĻ āŠŠāŠĄે!

..āŠ•ે ...āŠļુંāŠĶāŠ° āŠŪāŠœાāŠĻું āŠļ્āŠŪિāŠĪ āŠ āŠšāŠđેāŠ°ાāŠĻી āŠļુંāŠĶāŠ°āŠĪા āŠĩિāŠĻાāŠŪૂāŠē્āŠŊે āŠĩāŠ§ાāŠ°āŠĩાāŠĻું āŠāŠ• āŠ…āŠĶ્āŠ­ુāŠĪ āŠ”āŠ·āŠ§ āŠ›ે.

-āŠ•ે ….āŠĻાāŠĻāŠ•āŠĄો āŠŠૌāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠ•ે āŠŠૌāŠĪ્āŠ°ી āŠœ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠĶાāŠĶા-āŠĶાāŠĶીāŠĻી āŠ˜āŠ°āŠĄી āŠ†ંāŠ—āŠģી āŠŠોāŠĪાāŠĻી āŠĻાāŠĻāŠ•āŠĄી āŠŪુāŠ ્āŠ ીāŠŪાં āŠŠāŠ•āŠĄે āŠ›ે āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠđāŠ•ીāŠ•āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠĪો āŠ āŠĶાāŠĶા-āŠĶાāŠĶીāŠĻે āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ી āŠœીāŠĩāŠĩાāŠĻો āŠŸેāŠ•ો āŠ†āŠŠે āŠ›ે. āŠāŠŪāŠĻે āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ી āŠļાāŠĨે āŠŽાંāŠ§ે āŠ›ે.

āŠ•ે.āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠœāŠĢāŠĻે āŠŠāŠđાāŠĄāŠĻી āŠŸોāŠš āŠŠāŠ° āŠ°āŠđેāŠĩાāŠĻી āŠĪāŠŪāŠĻ્āŠĻા āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે. āŠŠāŠĢ āŠļાāŠšો āŠ†āŠĻંāŠĶ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠĩિāŠ•ાāŠļ āŠĪ્āŠŊાં āŠļુāŠ§ી āŠŠāŠđોંāŠšāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠœ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

_āŠ•ે _āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠĻે āŠķિāŠ–ાāŠŪāŠĢ āŠŦāŠ•્āŠĪ āŠŽે āŠœ āŠļંāŠœોāŠ—ોāŠŪાં āŠ†āŠŠāŠĩી āŠœોāŠˆāŠ: āŠāŠ•, āŠœો āŠļાāŠŪી āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિāŠ āŠ āŠŪાંāŠ—ી āŠđોāŠĩ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠŽીāŠœું āŠœો āŠāŠĻા āŠœીāŠĩāŠĻāŠŪāŠ°āŠĢāŠĻો āŠļāŠĩાāŠē āŠđોāŠŊ.

..āŠ•ે ..āŠ…āŠ—āŠĪ્āŠŊāŠĻા āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠļāŠŪāŠŊ āŠœેāŠŸāŠēો āŠ“āŠ›ો āŠŪāŠģે āŠĪેāŠŸāŠēું āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠĩāŠ§ાāŠ°ે āŠāŠĄāŠŠāŠĨી āŠĨāŠˆ āŠķāŠ•ે āŠ›ે.

āŠ•ે āŠļાāŠ°ા āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠ…āŠĶ્āŠ­ુāŠĪ āŠ–āŠœાāŠĻા āŠœેāŠĩા āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે. āŠ āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ા āŠšāŠđેāŠ°ાāŠĻે āŠļ્āŠŪિāŠĪāŠĻી āŠ­ેāŠŸ āŠ†āŠŠે āŠ›ે. āŠĪāŠŪāŠĻે āŠ†āŠ—āŠģ āŠĩāŠ§āŠĩા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠŠ્āŠ°ોāŠĪ્āŠļાāŠđિāŠĪ āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠ›ે, āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠĩાāŠĪો (āŠŠāŠĢી āŠĩāŠ–āŠĪ āŠĪો āŠļાāŠĩ āŠŦાāŠēāŠĪુ āŠĩાāŠĪો) āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ§્āŠŊાāŠĻāŠĨી āŠĪેāŠŪāŠœ āŠ°āŠļāŠĨી āŠļાંāŠ­āŠģે āŠ›ે. āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠĻિઃāŠļ્āŠĩાāŠ°્āŠĨ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠķંāŠļા āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠ›ે āŠ…āŠĻે āŠāŠŪāŠĻા āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠĻા āŠĶāŠ°āŠĩાāŠœા āŠđંāŠŪેāŠķ āŠđંāŠŪેāŠķ āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠ–ુāŠē્āŠēા āŠ°ાāŠ–ે āŠ›ે.


āŠĪāŠŪે āŠœે āŠēોāŠ•ોāŠĻે āŠŪāŠģો āŠ›ો...

āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢી āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ીāŠŪાં āŠ•ંāŠˆāŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēાāŠŊ āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠ†āŠĩāŠĪાāŠœāŠĪા āŠ°āŠđે āŠ›ે. āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠŪાં āŠŠોāŠĪાāŠĻાં āŠŠāŠĶāŠšિāŠđ્āŠĻો āŠĪો āŠļાāŠšા āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠœ āŠ›ોāŠĄી āŠœāŠĪા āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે.

āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢી āŠœાāŠĪāŠĻે āŠļંāŠ­ાāŠģāŠĩા, āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠœાāŠĪ āŠļાāŠĨે āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠŠાāŠĄāŠĩા āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠŽુāŠĶ્āŠ§િāŠĻો āŠ‰āŠŠāŠŊોāŠ— āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩો, āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠŽીāŠœાāŠĻે āŠļંāŠ­ાāŠģāŠĩા, āŠ…āŠĻ્āŠŊ āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠļાāŠĨે āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠŠાāŠ° āŠŠાāŠĄāŠĩા āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠĻો āŠ‰āŠŠāŠŊોāŠ— āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩો.

(To handle yourself use your head, to handle others use your heart!)

Anger āŠ…āŠĻે Danger āŠ āŠŽે āŠķāŠŽ્āŠĶો āŠĩāŠš્āŠšે āŠŦāŠ•્āŠĪ āŠāŠ• āŠœ āŠ…āŠ•્āŠ·āŠ°āŠĻો āŠŦેāŠ° āŠ›ે. āŠāŠŸāŠēે āŠ—ુāŠļ્āŠļો āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ­āŠŊāŠœāŠĻāŠ• āŠēિāŠŪિāŠŸ āŠŠāŠļાāŠ° āŠ•āŠ°ી āŠœાāŠŊ āŠĪેāŠĻી āŠ–ાāŠĪāŠ°ી āŠđોāŠĪી āŠĻāŠĨી.

āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠĪāŠŪāŠĻે āŠāŠ• āŠĩāŠ–āŠĪ āŠĶāŠ—ો āŠĶે āŠĪો āŠ āŠĪેāŠĻો āŠĩાંāŠ• āŠ›ે, āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠœો āŠ āŠœ āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠŽીāŠœી āŠĩāŠ–āŠĪ āŠĶāŠ—ો āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠĪો āŠ āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ો āŠĩાંāŠ• āŠ›ે.

Yesterday is History, Tomorrow is mystery, Today is a Gift! āŠ…āŠ°્āŠĨાāŠĪ āŠ—āŠˆāŠ•ાāŠē āŠ‡āŠĪિāŠđાāŠļ āŠ›ે, āŠ†āŠĩāŠĪી āŠ•ાāŠē āŠ°āŠđāŠļ્āŠŊ āŠ›ે, āŠŦāŠ•્āŠĪ āŠ†āŠœ āŠœ āŠāŠ• āŠ…āŠŪૂāŠē્āŠŊ āŠāŠĩી āŠ­ેāŠŸ āŠ›ે.

āŠĶુāŠĻિāŠŊાāŠĻી āŠļૌāŠĨી āŠŪોāŠŸી āŠ•āŠ āŠĢાāŠˆ āŠ āŠ›ે āŠ•ે āŠ†āŠĩāŠĪી āŠ•ાāŠēāŠĻી āŠ—ાāŠĄી, āŠ—āŠˆ āŠ•ાāŠēāŠĻા āŠ°āŠļ્āŠĪા āŠŠāŠ° āŠ†āŠœāŠĻો āŠĄ્āŠ°ાāŠˆāŠĩāŠ° āŠšāŠēાāŠĩે āŠ›ે!


āŠšાāŠēો āŠāŠ• āŠšિāŠ ્āŠ ી āŠēāŠ–ીāŠ, āŠāŠ• āŠŦોāŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°ી!

āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠ…āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪા āŠœ āŠšાāŠēો āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠ•āŠĻે āŠšિāŠ ્āŠ ી āŠēāŠ–ી āŠĻાāŠ–ીāŠ āŠ•ે.. āŠ†āŠœે āŠĪāŠŪે āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠ…āŠŪāŠĻે āŠ–ૂāŠŽ āŠœ āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ†āŠĩ્āŠŊા!

āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠŽāŠļ āŠ…āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪા āŠœ āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠ•āŠĻે āŠŦોāŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠ•āŠđીāŠ āŠ•ે… āŠŽāŠļ āŠ…āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪા āŠœ āŠĪāŠŪāŠĻે āŠđāŠē્āŠēો āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩા, āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ો āŠ…āŠĩાāŠœ āŠļાંāŠ­āŠģāŠĩા āŠœ āŠŦોāŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°ેāŠēો!

āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠŽાāŠģāŠŠāŠĢāŠĻા āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠ—ોāŠ િāŠŊાāŠĻે āŠ•ે āŠļ્āŠ•ૂāŠē āŠ•ે āŠ•ૉāŠēેāŠœāŠĻા āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠļāŠđાāŠ§્āŠŊાāŠŊીāŠĻે āŠ āŠļāŠŪāŠŊે āŠŽāŠĻી āŠ—āŠŊેāŠēો āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠ–ૂāŠŽ āŠœ āŠ†āŠĻંāŠĶāŠĻો āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠļંāŠ— āŠēāŠ–ીāŠ āŠ•ે āŠ•āŠđી āŠŠાāŠĄીāŠ!

āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠŪોāŠŸા āŠ­ાāŠ—ે āŠ•ંāŠˆāŠ• āŠ…āŠ—āŠĪ્āŠŊāŠĻું āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠŠāŠĄે āŠĪો āŠœ āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠ•āŠĻે āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪા āŠđોāŠˆāŠ āŠ›ીāŠ. āŠāŠĻા āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪાં āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠ•ંāŠˆ āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠĻ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠĪોāŠŠāŠĢ āŠŽāŠļ āŠ…āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪા āŠœ āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠ•āŠĻે āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠ āŠĪો āŠļાāŠŪી āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિāŠĻે āŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēી āŠŽāŠ§ી āŠ–ુāŠķી āŠĨāŠķે āŠ āŠĩિāŠšાāŠ° āŠ•āŠ°્āŠŊો āŠ›ે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ? āŠ…āŠĻે āŠœો āŠ†āŠŪ āŠœ āŠ†āŠĻંāŠĶāŠĻી āŠ•્āŠ·āŠĢો āŠ…āŠĻે āŠ–ુāŠķીāŠĻા āŠ…āŠĩāŠļāŠ°ોāŠĻે āŠŽāŠ§ા āŠāŠ•āŠŽીāŠœાāŠĻે āŠĩāŠđેંāŠšāŠĪા āŠ°āŠđેāŠķે āŠĪો āŠ† āŠĻાāŠĻāŠ•āŠĄી āŠĶુāŠĻિāŠŊાāŠĻે āŠ†āŠĻંāŠĶāŠĻું āŠ‰āŠŠāŠĩāŠĻ āŠŽāŠĻāŠĪાં āŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēી āŠĩાāŠ° āŠēાāŠ—āŠķે?

āŠĪો āŠšાāŠēો āŠ†āŠœે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠ†āŠĩું āŠœ āŠ•ંāŠˆāŠ• āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠ! āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠĻે āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠ, āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠĻે āŠēāŠ–ીāŠ, āŠŽāŠļ āŠļાāŠĩ āŠ…āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪા āŠœ!

āŠ†āŠ—āŠēી āŠđāŠ°ોāŠģ:

āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ી āŠ āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ું āŠĨિāŠŊેāŠŸāŠ° āŠ›ે.

āŠđંāŠŪેāŠķાં āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ°ાāŠ–ો āŠ•ે āŠĪāŠŪે āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠ†āŠļāŠŠાāŠļ āŠ°āŠđેāŠēા āŠēોāŠ•ોāŠĻે āŠĻ āŠœ āŠŽāŠĶāŠēી āŠķāŠ•ો, āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠĪāŠŪે āŠāŠĩા āŠēોāŠ•ોāŠĻે āŠœāŠ°ૂāŠ° āŠŠāŠļંāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°ી āŠķāŠ•ો āŠ•ે āŠœેāŠŪāŠĻી āŠ†āŠļāŠŠાāŠļ āŠĪāŠŪે āŠ°āŠđી āŠķāŠ•ો.

You can not change the people around you, but you can certainly change the people you are around!

āŠĶિāŠĩાāŠēāŠŪાં āŠ–ીāŠēો:

 ‘āŠŽેāŠŸા! āŠĪેં āŠ‰āŠĪ્āŠĪāŠŪ āŠ…āŠĻે āŠ…āŠĶ્āŠ­ુāŠĪ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠŊāŠĪ્āŠĻ āŠ•āŠ°્āŠŊો āŠ›ે. āŠĪાāŠ°ું āŠ…āŠĻે āŠŪાāŠ°ું āŠ§્āŠŊેāŠŊ āŠŠૂāŠ°ું āŠĨāŠŊું. āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ† āŠĶીāŠĩાāŠē āŠļાāŠŪે āŠĪેં āŠœોāŠŊું? āŠāŠŪાં āŠŠāŠĄી āŠ—āŠŊેāŠēાં āŠ•ાāŠĢાં āŠœોāŠŊાં? āŠ āŠđāŠĩે āŠŠāŠđેāŠēાંāŠĻા āŠœેāŠĩી āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ āŠĻāŠđીં āŠŽāŠĻી āŠķāŠ•ે. āŠĪāŠŪે āŠœ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ—ુāŠļ્āŠļાāŠŪાં āŠŽીāŠœાāŠĻે āŠ•ંāŠˆāŠ• āŠ…āŠŠāŠŪાāŠĻāŠœāŠĻāŠ• āŠĩેāŠĢ āŠ•āŠđી āŠĻાāŠ–ો āŠ›ો āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ āŠķāŠŽ્āŠĶો āŠŠāŠĢ āŠļાંāŠ­āŠģāŠĻાāŠ°āŠĻા āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠŪાં āŠ†āŠĩો āŠ›ેāŠĶ āŠŪૂāŠ•ી āŠœāŠĪા āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે. āŠ āŠ˜ા āŠŠāŠ›ી āŠ•ાāŠŊāŠŪ āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠ°āŠđી āŠœāŠĪો āŠđોāŠŊ āŠ›ે. āŠŪાāŠŦ āŠ•āŠ°ી āŠĶો āŠāŠŪ āŠ•āŠđી āŠĶેāŠĩાāŠĨી āŠļાāŠŪી āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠ āŠ˜ા āŠĻે āŠ­ૂāŠēી āŠķāŠ•ે āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠāŠĢે āŠ•āŠ°ેāŠēો āŠ‰āŠāŠ°āŠĄો āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ āŠĻāŠĨી āŠ°ુāŠાāŠĪો. āŠĪāŠēāŠĩાāŠ° āŠ•ે āŠķāŠļ્āŠĪ્āŠ°ોāŠĻો āŠ˜ા āŠĪો āŠŦāŠ•્āŠĪ āŠķāŠ°ીāŠ°āŠĻે āŠœ āŠ…āŠļāŠ° āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠ›ે, āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠķāŠŽ્āŠĶોāŠĻો āŠ˜ા āŠĪો āŠ†āŠĪ્āŠŪાāŠĻે āŠˆāŠœા āŠŠāŠđોંāŠšાāŠĄે āŠ›ે. āŠĪું āŠļુāŠ§āŠ°ી āŠ—āŠŊો āŠĪેāŠĻો āŠŪāŠĻે āŠ–ૂāŠŽ āŠœ āŠ†āŠĻંāŠĶ āŠĨāŠŊો āŠ›ે. āŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠ† āŠĩાāŠĪ āŠĪું āŠļāŠŪāŠœી āŠķāŠ•āŠķે āŠāŠĩું āŠēાāŠ—્āŠŊું āŠāŠŸāŠēે āŠœ āŠđું āŠĪāŠĻે āŠ† āŠķāŠŽ્āŠĶો āŠ•āŠđી āŠ°āŠđ્āŠŊો āŠ›ું.” 

āŠŪāŠĶāŠĶāŠĻી āŠšીāŠļ āŠļાંāŠ­āŠģો.. āŠ…āŠĨāŠĩા āŠ‡ંāŠŸāŠĻા āŠ˜ા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠĪૈāŠŊાāŠ° āŠ°āŠđો:

āŠ† āŠ•ાāŠš āŠđંāŠŪેāŠķાં āŠāŠ• āŠĩાāŠĪāŠĻી āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ…āŠŠાāŠĩે āŠ›ે āŠ•ે āŠœિંāŠĶāŠ—ીāŠŪાં āŠāŠŸāŠēું āŠŽāŠ§ું āŠāŠĄāŠŠāŠĨી āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠŊ āŠĻ āŠšાāŠēāŠĩું āŠ•ે āŠĪāŠŪાāŠ°ું āŠ§્āŠŊાāŠĻ āŠ–ેંāŠšāŠĩા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠ•ોāŠˆāŠĻે āŠˆંāŠŸāŠĻો āŠ˜ા āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩો āŠŠāŠĄે!’…āŠŠāŠ›ી āŠ§ીāŠŪેāŠĨી āŠŠંāŠĄોāŠķ્āŠĩાāŠļ āŠēāŠˆāŠĻે āŠ āŠ•āŠđેāŠĪો āŠ•ે : ‘āŠ•ાં āŠĪો āŠŪāŠĶāŠĶ āŠŪાāŠŸેāŠĻી āŠીāŠĢી āŠšીāŠļ āŠļાંāŠ­āŠģો āŠ…āŠĨāŠĩા āŠĪો āŠˆંāŠŸāŠĻા āŠ˜ા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠĪૈāŠŊાāŠ° āŠ°āŠđો!!

āŠ°ેāŠĪીāŠŪાં āŠēāŠ–ાāŠĢ:

āŠœ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠļ્āŠĻેāŠđી āŠĻāŠœીāŠ•āŠĻી āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠ•્āŠĪિ āŠ•ે āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢāŠĻે āŠ ેāŠļ āŠŠāŠđોંāŠšાāŠĄે āŠ•ે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠēાāŠ—āŠĢીāŠĻે āŠ§āŠ•્āŠ•ો āŠēાāŠ—ે āŠĪેāŠĩું āŠ•ૃāŠĪ્āŠŊ āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠ°ેāŠĪી āŠŠāŠ° āŠēāŠ–āŠĩું āŠœોāŠˆāŠ, āŠœેāŠĨી āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠĻે āŠ•્āŠ·āŠŪાāŠĻો āŠŠāŠĩāŠĻ āŠāŠĻે āŠ­ૂāŠļી āŠĻાāŠ–ી āŠķāŠ•ે. āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ āŠœ āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠœો āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢા āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠŠāŠĢ āŠŪોāŠŸું āŠ•ે āŠŪāŠĶāŠĶāŠĻું āŠ•ાāŠŪ āŠ•āŠ°ે āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ†āŠŠāŠĢે āŠāŠĻે āŠŊાāŠĶāŠĶાāŠļ્āŠĪāŠĻા āŠŠāŠĨ્āŠĨāŠ° āŠŠāŠ° āŠ•ોāŠĪāŠ°ીāŠĻે āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠĻા āŠļિંāŠđાāŠļāŠĻ āŠŠāŠ° āŠļ્āŠĨાāŠŠāŠĩું āŠœોāŠˆāŠ. āŠœેāŠĨી āŠ•ોāŠˆ āŠŠāŠĢ āŠŠāŠĩāŠĻ āŠĪો āŠķું āŠĪોāŠŦાāŠĻો āŠŠāŠĢ āŠāŠĻે āŠĻ āŠŪિāŠŸાāŠĩી āŠķāŠ•ે...

Don't dance so fast:

Life is not a race

Do take it slower 

Hear the music

 before the song is over. 


Thank You 






Sunday, February 25, 2024

EQUAITY BY MAYA ANGELOU

EQUALITY BY MAYA ANGELOU 

QUESTION:1:What's your understanding  of the poem Equality? 

ABOUT THE POET:


Maya Angelou, born Marguerite Ann Johnson on April 4, 1928, was an influential American author and poet, celebrated for her autobiographical works delving into themes of identity, family, and racism. Renowned for her groundbreaking memoir, "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings," Angelou's literary contributions earned her international recognition, numerous honorary degrees, and accolades, including a nomination for the Pulitzer Prize for her poetry collection, "Just Give Me a Cool Drink of Water 'Fore I Diiie." She was also a prominent figure in the Civil Rights movement and made history by reciting her poem "On the Pulse of Morning" at President Bill Clinton's inauguration in 1993.

EQUALITY ORIGINAL POEM:

You declare you see me dimly

through a glass which will not shine,

though I stand before you boldly,

trim in rank and marking time.

You do own to hear me faintly

as a whisper out of range,

while my drums beat out the message

and the rhythms never change.


Equality, and I will be free.

Equality, and I will be free.


You announce my ways are wanton,

that I fly from man to man,

but if I'm just a shadow to you,

could you ever understand ?

We have lived a painful history,

we know the shameful past,

but I keep on marching forward,

and you keep on coming last.


Equality, and I will be free.

Equality, and I will be free.


Take the blinders from your vision,

take the padding from your ears,

and confess you've heard me crying,

and admit you've seen my tears.

Hear the tempo so compelling,

hear the blood throb in my veins.

Yes, my drums are beating nightly,

and the rhythms never change.


Equality, and I will be free.

Equality, and I will be free.

Explanation 

Stanza 1:

In this stanza, Maya Angelou describes the way society perceives her. She feels as though she's being seen only partially, like a shadow seen through a cloudy glass. Despite her confidence and assertiveness, society fails to fully recognize her presence. She compares herself to a faint whisper that struggles to be heard, while her essence and identity remain unchanged.

Stanza 2:

This stanza is a powerful assertion of the connection between equality and freedom. By repeating the phrase "Equality, and I will be free," Angelou emphasizes that true freedom can only be achieved when there is equality for all individuals, regardless of their background or identity.

Stanza 3:

Here, Angelou addresses the unfair stereotypes and judgments placed upon her and others like her. She questions whether those who hold such biases truly understand her experiences and struggles. Angelou challenges the narrow-minded views of society, suggesting that understanding requires empathy and an open mind.

Stanza 4:

Angelou acknowledges the painful history of oppression and discrimination faced by marginalized communities, particularly African Americans. Despite this history, she expresses her determination to keep moving forward. The reference to "marking time" suggests a sense of perseverance and progress, even in the face of societal resistance.

Stanza 5:

Repeating the refrain from stanza 2, Angelou reaffirms the central idea that equality is essential for true freedom. This repetition emphasizes the importance of this message and underscores its significance within the poem.

Stanza 6:

In this stanza, Angelou urges society to remove their metaphorical blinders and truly see and hear the struggles of the oppressed. She calls for acknowledgment and confession of the injustices faced by marginalized communities. The references to crying and tears evoke a sense of emotional urgency and highlight the human toll of inequality.

Stanza 7:

Once again, Angelou repeats the refrain, driving home the message that equality is necessary for genuine freedom. By ending the poem with this repetition, she leaves readers with a powerful reminder of the importance of striving for equality in society.

QUESTION:2:Write a poem on the theme of equality. 



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