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(૪૮૪) “તાત્ત્વિક સ્વગતોક્તિ”- શ્રી વિજય જોશીનાં અંગ્રેજી કાવ્યોના ભાવાનુવાદ અને સંક્ષેપ (૨)

Soliloquy of Essence


While descending

into my personal universe

scattered along the way I found

unfinished dreams

faded memories

mistaken identities

broken promises

un-confessed sins

deflated egos.

Continuing my descent

into innermost recesses

of my nascent space,

At last I reached

the end of all multiplicities

dawn of my singularity.

There I heard hum

of my existence

very essence of

my being.

-Vijay Joshi


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તાત્ત્વિક સ્વગતોક્તિ (ભાવાનુવાદ)   



નિજિ દુનિયામાં

જ્યારે હું અવરોહણ કરું છું,

ત્યારે મુજ માર્ગે જોવા પામું હું,

વેરાયેલાં અત્ર, તત્ર સર્વત્ર

કંઈ કેટલાંય સપનાં અધૂરાં,

ધૂંધળી વળી યાદદાસ્તો

ને ભૂલભરી પહેચાનો,

તોડેલાં વચનો

ને વણકબૂલ્યાં પાપો

અને વળી જામી ગયેલો અહમ્ પણ ખરો !

હજુય મારું અવરોહણ ધપે ભીતરે

આવિર્ભાવ પામતા અવકાશ મહીં

ઊંડેરી આંતરિક વિશ્રાંતિ ભણી.

છેવટે હું પહોંચ્યો

બહુવિધતાઓનીય પેલે પાર

મુજ એકલતાના નૈકટ્યે.

અહો ! ત્યાં તો ગુંજન શ્રવ્યું મેં –

મુજ અસ્તિત્વનું,

મુજ હોવાપણાના તત્ત્વનું !

-વલીભાઈ મુસા (ભાવાનુવાદક)

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સંક્ષેપ :

આ એક સ્વગતોક્તિ છે કે જ્યાં માણસ પોતે જ પોતાના વિચારોને મોટેથી પોતાને જ ઉદ્દેશીને બોલી સંભળાવતો હોય છે.

આ એક અંતરયાત્રા છે, આત્મનિરીક્ષણ છે, નવજીવન છે.  અહીં પોતાની જાતને, પોતાના આત્માને, પોતાના ચૈતન્યને, પોતાનામાં રહેલા નિર્દોષ શૈશવને કે જે આપણા સૌમાં વસે છે તેની શોધ આદરીને તેને પામવાનો પ્રયત્ન છે. આ એક એવી પ્રક્રિયા છે કે જેમાં આપણે આપણા આત્મતત્ત્વને જાગૃત કરવાનું છે, આપણા ચૈતન્યને દેદીપ્યમાન બનાવવાનું છે.

આપણી આ આંતરિક શોધ થકી આપણી ભૂતકાલીન એવી કેટલીય બાબતો કે જે ભુલાઈ ગઈ હોય, અણદેખી થઈ  હોય કે અવગણાઈ હોય એ સઘળી પુન: પ્રત્યક્ષ થઈ જતી હોય છે. આ શોધ થકી વીતી ગયેલી જીવનપળોની યાદદાસ્ત તાજી થતી હોય છે, અહંનો ક્ષય થતો હોય છે, ખોટું સાચામાં પરિણમતું હોય છે, વગેરે…વગેરે.

જાતમાં ઊંડા ઊતરવાની આ સફર ત્યાં સુધી ચાલુ રહેતી હોય છે કે જ્યાં સુધી આપણે એ તત્ત્વના હાર્દ સુધી પહોંચીએ, એને જાણી લઈએ અને એનું પ્રગટીકરણ કરી લઈએ. આ કક્ષાએ પહોંચ્યા પછી માનવી પરમ શાંતિનો અનુભવ કરી શકે છે.

-વલીભાઈ મુસા (ભાવાનુવાદક)

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ઈ મેઈલ – Vijay Joshi


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(474) The Demise of a Gentle Giant

You may click here to read in Gujarati:

‘Gentle Giant’ are idiomatic words which are used for a guy who is tall and strong but has a quiet mild nature. Such persons are always very nice, thoughtful and caring for others.

Our greater Musa family has lost a gentle giant named Haji  Ahmadhusain M. Musa recently on 25th May, 2015 at the age of 56. If I introduce him as my nephew, it will be  an injustice to our sound and special relations as I had always equated him as my son since his birth. There was the difference of only four years between our two generations. He was the eldest  member of our next generation with grey eyes in appearance but always compassionate for others. He was a man of principles and firm decisions. He was an outspoken person and possessed a mood of ‘who cares’ and therefore some persons not knowing him intimately might have misunderstood him, but he was a tender hearted fellow and never felt any enmity or grievances towards anybody. There might be some difference of opinion with anybody who came into contact with him, but he never kept any prejudice or bias in his mind. That is why he had declared his apologies to all before us prior to his calm and comfortable demise.

PPHis untimely passing away has hit a severe stroke to the hearts of our family members, community people, friends, relatives and business related people. But at the same time, when we remember that he had lived a quality life; our grief for losing him calms down and we feel good to ease our pain. His religious, righteous and pious life has set an example of good moral character to the people of his contacts. Over and above our compulsory religious levies, he had made some extra provision of certain percentage for ‘Kare khair’ i.e. good deeds and he regularly donated to needy persons particularly for education and ailment. His accuracy in all aspects of his routine life was praiseworthy; for example when he dismantled the staples of papers, he pressed them at both the ends and cast them in dustbin properly and immediately with a preventive thought that they should not harm anybody.

Though his ailment had remained long due to failure of both his kidneys, he never became nervous or uttered any complaints. His kidney-transplant operation with kidney-donation of his wife Shakina was successful, but some post-operation problems of infection etc. played their negative roles severely and he was no more; but no trace of any pain or sufferings was seen on his face.  He was also so lucky that he could pass some days together with his daughter Rubina and son Riyaz who have migrated to Australia, and also his younger brother Shabbirali who was in Saudi Arabia.

It is true that his passing away has caused us to lament and grieve behind for years, but it is also eternally true that from God we come and to Him shall we return – “Inna Lillahi Wa Inna Ilayhi Raaji’oon!”. Lailah Gifty Akita quotes, “We are formed by dust; when life ends, we shall return as dust to the ground.” It is also said that a short but quality living is greater than the quantity living measured in years and Ahmadhusen did live an exemplary social and religious life.

Let us pray for the deceased Haji Ahmadhusen to the Almighty God with the medium of the Infallibles to rest his departed soul amongst His chosen ones, in the proximity of the Infallibles and amongst the souls of those people who enjoy the mercy and pleasure of Him.

-Valibhai Musa

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(Message from children of the Late Haji Ahmadhusen Musa) 











Posted by on June 3, 2015 in FB, Life, Miscellaneous


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(472) Comprehension of  a Poem ‘Colossal Mistake’ (by Rabab Maher) – Valibhai Musa

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I have great pleasure to write a prose version in word for word style of narration with some explanation wherever it is necessary for a very nice poem of Rabab Maher, a renowned Muslim poetess of Doha, Qatar. This is her second poem which is here for sharing my enjoyment with my good readers on my blog. Let us, first, read the poem. It is as follows:

Colossal  Mistake
(One with a Happy Ending)

What follows is a toned-down tale of a young lady
Who wedded a man of character so shady
Although its beginning is not so sweet
The ending is one with a victorious defeat (1)

He fought for her to be his wife
To be the one to complete his life
Wedded into his net weaved for her
An existence of nothing but strife (2)

He won her over only to control
To enslave her mind and her soul
To mould her into the ideal wife
To be his lover, and he her dole (3)

He demanded and he expected
To always be loved and respected
Blind to his own actions and words
She’s the one who was “to be perfected” (4)

A pretty doll to dress up for display
Because of the dowry he had to pay
She was his property forever to stay
An orchestrated character in his play (5)

He rewrote her into a new being
And quietly drained her of her voice
Stripping her gently for the unseeing
Leaving her with nothing and no choice (6)

He wanted to make her dependent on him
Isolating her from the world she used to know
Family and friends were out of the picture
. . . Resentment towards him began to grow (7)

He was a weak and miserly creature
A slap to her face: He priced her health
To not lose money for their brighter future
So she won’t be a dent in his increasing wealth (8)

He even used her illnesses against her
In winter, he left her to live in the cold
She noticed her drama begin to unfold
Of a weary tragedy that needed to be told (9)

He abused her with his venomous words
And emotional and psychological blackmail
A depressing and damaging chapter in her life
To divulge for he was, and is, a cautionary tale (10)

In reviving her voice she finally says,
My mistake was that I loved you
For wasting my heartbeats on you
For holding my silence for a better us
All the whilst losing myself for you (11)

My mistake, I thought you could be better
And for trusting you as a man
Betraying my identity in return
So I can cosy into your lifelong plan (12)

My mistake is I betrayed all my ideals
And did what I loathed most: Compromised
I was the only one who had to change
And so I became the sort of person I despised (13)

My mistake was for having some faith in you
For hoping you could prove me wrong
Instead you reaffirmed what I always believed
And for this I could no longer hold my tongue (14)

My big mistake is my nuptial to you
That I stayed with you as long as I did
But because of you I rediscovered myself
And for that you were the one I had to rid (15)

My colossal mistake was meeting you
The shortest story I ever did write
A relation of a surviving woman
Slowly ebbing away for her true knight (16)

Thanks to him for he paved the way
And proved: ‘Life is never what it seems’
She knew what she didn’t want in a man
And for her to find the man of her dreams (17)

Her first tale was a thrust of pathos
The one to follow is her ‘happily ever after’ . . .
However, that is for another poem
Imbued with freedom, love and laughter (18)

-Rabab Maher (Poetess)

Disclaimer :

(The poetess has been tried to be contacted by various attempts for her valued consent for the conversion of her poem into Comprehensive Prose Version by me, but I could not succeed. Her blog (‘BoBi’z Breathings . . .’) seems to be inactive. It is true that my mails have not bounced, but it is equally also true that I haven’t got any reply from her. I presume that she might not be using that e-mail account presently otherwise I would have received her positive response soon. She had been kind enough towards me with her consent and encouragement for writing my exposition for her poem ‘A Publicity Whore’ in past. Even though, I assure to remove this post from my blog if I am intimated to do so. My contact details may be collected from Home Page of this blog under ‘Contact’ Page. I declare that all credit for this post goes to Sr. Rabab Maher, the Poetess. – Valibhai Musa)

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Comprehension of  a Poem ‘Colossal Mistake’ ( by Rabab Maher)

– Valibhai Musa

Colossal  Mistake
(One with a Happy Ending)

Part – I  Preface

In style of a story-teller, the poetess begins her poem with its first line in the title words as ‘A toned-down (harsh) story of a young lady’. Thus these initial words seem to be indicative for mental preparedness of the reader to witness the miseries of a young woman. Though the title of the poem as well as the last stanza of the first verse are suggestive of happy ending, it does not harm adversely for maintenance of interest in reading the poem so far. Now, let us go to the content of the poem in detail so that we may comprehend the aesthetic enjoyment of poetic sentiments. (1)

Part – II Pessimistic Life of an Unfortunate Woman

A female weds a wrong man having unreliable character. She is not satisfied with her married life from very beginning. She has to struggle hard to adjust herself with the uneven circumstances and deal with a wicked husband. At long last, she is defeated in spite of her great endeavor to struggle for happy married life. But, the poetess equates her defeat with a victory in the sense that all her pains and psychological disturbances come to an end after that defeat. (2)

Now, we come to the inclination of the mind of an unworthy husband towards his wife. Generally, such tyrannical husband’s prime goal always remains to have power and control over wife. Here, the husband in our poem also becomes aggressive towards his wife. He forcefully tries to be her master to enslave her mind and soul. He knows very well that he is imperfect without wife and for this very reason of being a complete man, he entraps her in a net woven by him. Such spousal relations lacking love for each other can create nothing but conflicts and quarrels only. His outrageous behavior is such as he wants to remain as he is, but he expects that his wife must turn to be an ideal wife. She must be his lover and reciprocally he would give her some money as if like alms or price but not love. Catherine Pulsifer has rightly said, “Marriages are ruined where one person continues to learn, develop and grow and the other person stands still.” (3)

In matrimonial relations, rights and duties of both husband and wife are connected with each other inseparably. When one expects any rights from the other, the one should be ready to carry out one’s duties also. One sided expectation of rights is just like oppression towards the other. The husband, in our poem here, always expects to be loved and respected by his wife; but he himself remains inactive towards his actions and words. He is not prepared to make any behavioral changes in him, but he expects perfection from the wife. Such tendency of a husband is a dictatorial act and it has no any place in tender hearted spousal relationships. (4)

He forgets the dignity of a woman and considers his wife as nothing but simply a well-dressed doll for display in a show-case as if he would have purchased her by paying dowry to her. He thinks her as his property and believes that she has to stay with him for the whole life time. He equates her with a character of his play which has no any own words for utterance but pre-recorded musical notes. (5)

He, as a writer of a re-written play, changes her into a new being. He quite quietly drains her voice in such a manner that she cannot utter even a single word of any protest against her own exploitation. He crosses all boundaries of civic ideals by striping her to the buff and puts her in such a shameful state of unseeing that her womanly dignity gets degraded. He becomes so inhuman that he leaves her with nothing. He adopts such policy of mental oppression towards her that he does not allow her to express any thought of hers. (6)

He keeps her purely dependent on him. She has been isolated from her world. She is not allowed to keep any relations with her parental home and friends. Such continuous mental torture awakens her annoyance towards him.(7)

He is a weak and greedy man. He is tyrannous as he slaps on her face. He values money high and hence he is not prepared to spend more money for her cure. Just to keep his future bright with money, he is not ready to lose any money. He does not wish that his increasing wealth should bear any reduction due to any expenses made after her ailment. (8)

Here, the climax of his brutality can be seen. When his wife falls ill, he uses her illness against her. He compels her to live in cold in winter in spite of her illness. She notices dirty games of her husband played against her. She is terribly tired of her tragic married life and just to lighten her sorrow, she needs to tell her tiresome story to somebody. (9)

He abuses her with bitter words in insulting tone. Blackmailing her emotionally and psychologically is his habitual practice. This unhappy period of her life is very much depressing and damaging her self-respect. She is now determined to expose her husband and come to the concrete decision to terminate her spousal relationship. (10)

Part – III Confessions of Terrible Mistakes

Now gathering courage in her own self and with vigorous voice, she finally says:

“I confess that it was my mistake that I loved you by wasting my heartbeats on you. I had kept silence just for good of us. I had sacrificed my own self, but all was in vain. (11)

I had always thought that you would improve yourself and be better towards me, but it was my mistake. I had put my full trust on you as a male that you would treat me well, but true color of your bad intention of trapping me by your lifelong enticing plot for my exploitation has become very clear to me. (12)

It was my mistake that I sacrificed all ideals of my life and did what I didn’t want actually to do. I compromised at every stage of my life just to save my married life from breaking. It was a pitiable situation of mine that only I had to change myself in such a manner that I might become a contemptible person in the society. (13)

It was also my mistake that I had some faith in you with my hope that you would one day prove me wrong for what I thought any ill of you. But, it is the irony of my fate that my hypothesis turned out wrong and at last you established your real self in my mind. Now, I can no longer hold my tongue to expose you in public. (14)

I confess that it was my unpardonable mistake that I got married with you and stayed with you for a long time. I must say that I could know my dignity due to you and just to preserve it I must get rid of you. (15)

My association with you was my terrible mistake. Incidents that happened in our married life were just like the shortest story of life. My story could not have been written if I had not married you. I am a living woman and abusive relationship with you has destroyed my nobility.” (16)

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Part – IV Conclusion

Concluding part of the poem has been taken up in discussion by the poetess herself. She is thankful of the husband on behalf of the miserable wife that he paved a right path of divorce to get rid of his inhuman behavior towards her. He indirectly helped her to come to a decision that she should not live in fear of the person who abuses and treats her badly for no any longer time. He made it very clear for her to find out a right man as her next mate.  Thus the wife realized that the life can be shaped in a better way leading to happiness. During some married life passed with the rude husband, she knew that life as it is seen might not be what actually it is. It is said that sweet are the uses of adversity and thus she could rediscover her own self and find out a right man as her next spouse. She could distinguish the difference between a bad and a good husband. She found out what good qualities in a husband should be there and accordingly, she might get another deserving person of her dream as her new husband. (17)

First marriage of the wife was full of sadness, but her second marriage with her right mate-selection is happier with freedom, love and laughter than the former one. But it is improper here to narrate it as it might require an another poem. Thus, the poem is over here with a happy ending as it was pre-mentioned in the title itself. (18)

– Rabab Maher (Poetess)

 – Valibhai Musa
(Narrator of the poem in simplified form of prose)


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(૪૬૩) ચાલો ને, આપણે … – ભાવાનુવાદ [10]

Let us …

Let us
All remove the title” Human”
Until we cannot remove
The inhumanity
Stored in us
From the ages and ages.

Let us
All stop believing in religion
Until we cannot make
Every one believe
That we are the children of same

Let us not butcher our progeny
like we did in Peshawar
Children are our future
and the heir to the throne of  humanity.

 Let us make this world
a place of beauty and peace
a place of arts and bliss
where the children of our children
remember us
for this gift.

– Mukesh Raval

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ચાલો ને, આપણે

ચાલો, આપણે
’માનવી’ હોવાના બિરુદને
સ્વૈચ્છિક રીતે
ફંગોળી દઈએ;
જ્યાં સુધી કે
આપણે આપણામાં યુગોયુગોથી
ઘર કરી ગયેલી એ ‘અમાનુષિતા’ને
ન જાકારો દઈએ !

ચાલો ને, આપણે સૌ
ધર્મોમાં માનવાનું પણ બંધ કરી દઈએ;
જ્યાં સુધી કે
આપણે એકેએક જણને
સમજાવી ન શકીએ કે
આપણે સૌ એક જ પરમ પિતાનાં
સંતાનો જ છીએ !

આપણે રહેંસી ન નાખીએ નિજ સંતતિને,
જ્યમ રહેંસી ક્રૌર્યે પેશાવરે હવણાં !
સંતાનો આપણાં ન અવ માત્ર ભવિષ્ય જ,
વારસ પણ ખરાં માનવ્ય તણા તખતનાં.

તો વળી, ચાલો ને આપણે
બદલી દઈએ આ ધરિત્રીને
એવા સ્થળ મહીં
કે જે હોયે, રમણીયતા અને શાંતિ,
વિનયન અને પરમ સુખ થકી સભર,
જેથી આવનારી પેઢીઓ
સદાકાળ યાદ કરતી રહે આપણને,
આ બહુમૂલ્ય નજરાણા થકી !

– વલીભાઈ મુસા (ભાવાનુવાદક

 [કવિશ્રી મુકેશ રાવલના આભારસહ]

પ્રો. મુકેશ રાવલનાં સંપર્કસૂત્રો 

ઈ મેઈલ – Mukesh Raval <
મોબાઈલ – ૯૮૭૯૫ ૭૩૮૪૭

સરનામું :

પ્રો. મુકેશકુમાર એમ. રાવલ,

એસોસિએટ પ્રૉફેસર,
ડિપાર્ટેમેન્ટ ઑફ ઈંગ્લીશ
જી. ડી. મોદી કૉલેજ ઓફ આર્ટ્સ
હાઈવે ચાર રસ્તા,

પાલનપુર -૩૮૫ ૦૦૧ (જિ. બનાસકાંઠા)

પુસ્તક પ્રાપ્તિ : –

Pots of Urthona
ISBN 978-93-5070-003-7
મૂલ્ય : રૂ|. ૧૫૦/-

પ્રકાશક :-

શાંતિ પ્રકાશન,
ડી-૧૯/૨૨૦, નંદનવન એપાર્ટમન્ટ,
ભાવસાર હૉસ્ટેલ પાસે, નવા વાડજ,
અમદાવાદ – ૩૮૦ ૦૧૩



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(૪૫૮) માધુરી દીક્ષિત (સિનેતારિકા) – ભાવાનુવાદ [9]

Madhuri Dixit

Beauty and sweetness compete to sit
on the heavenly curve of her lip’s rim.
Even wind dare not whistle at her feet
she commands respect in the dream.

She sees and smiles and makes her way
Brings the spring at the soul’s bay
Like lightening in rain she keeps the pace
Quenches the thirst through godly face

A queen that wears the necklace of charm
And sways like the golden wheat in the farm
Venus in disguise steals hearts from screen
Through steps of dance let lookers scream

Deity of dance and smile personified
She takes at glance the world in her stride

-Mukesh Raval

માધુરી દીક્ષિત (સિનેતારિકા)

નિજ લાવણ્ય અને માધુર્ય  સ્પર્ધતાં એકમેકને, બિરાજવા કાજે,
એ  લલિતાંગી  લલના તણા અધર-રેખના  દિવ્ય વળાંક  ઉપરે.

મારુત પણ ફફડે, ના સૂસવે, તેણીના કદમો સમીપે
વળી એ જે સ્વપ્ન મહીં પણ  નિજ આત્મગૌરવને રક્ષે.

દૃષ્ટિપાતે મૃદુ મલકતી માર્ગ કંડારતી એ
આણી દેતી વસંત ઋતુરાણી  નિજ આતમાંતરાલે

વર્ષાકાલીન દામિની સમ સરતી એ તેજલીસોટે ત્વરાએ
દૈવી વદને સૌંદર્યપાન તણી તીવ્ર તૃષા છિપાવે.

મોહિની તણા કંઠહારે  શોભે રાજરાણીસમી એ,
નિજ કોમલાંગે ઝૂલતી ઝૂમતા જ્યમ ગેહૂં સોનવર્ણા ખેતરોએ.

છૂપી  પ્રેમદેવી વીનસ સમ દિલડાં ચોરતી  ચિત્રપટ-પટલે
નૃત્યકલાએ ઠમકતાં ડગે ચિસાવે દર્શકોને હર્ષનાદે !

સાક્ષાત્ નૃત્યદેવી તણા મૂર્તિમંત પ્રતીકશી  મધુર માધુરી એ
જગ આખાને  નીરખી  લેતી  નિજ નર્તન તણાં  વિરાટ ડગલે !

-વલીભાઈ મુસા (ભાવાનુવાદક)

પ્રો. મુકેશ રાવલનાં સંપર્કસૂત્રો 

ઈ મેઈલ – Mukesh Raval <
મોબાઈલ – ૯૮૭૯૫ ૭૩૮૪૭

સરનામું :

પ્રો. મુકેશકુમાર એમ. રાવલ,

એસોસિએટ પ્રૉફેસર,
ડિપાર્ટેમેન્ટ ઑફ ઈંગ્લીશ
જી. ડી. મોદી કૉલેજ ઓફ આર્ટ્સ
હાઈવે ચાર રસ્તા,

પાલનપુર -૩૮૫ ૦૦૧ (જિ. બનાસકાંઠા)

પુસ્તક પ્રાપ્તિ : –

Pots of Urthona
ISBN 978-93-5070-003-7
મૂલ્ય : રૂ|. ૧૫૦/-

પ્રકાશક :-

શાંતિ પ્રકાશન,
ડી-૧૯/૨૨૦, નંદનવન એપાર્ટમન્ટ,
ભાવસાર હૉસ્ટેલ પાસે, નવા વાડજ,
અમદાવાદ – ૩૮૦ ૦૧૩


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