ALL INDIA ONLINE SAWAN GEET KAVI SAMMELAN ORGANIZED BY PADMANABH SAHITYA PARISHAD

PATNA (RNI) -It is the month of Sawan. Dark clouds are covering the entire sky. There is a high possibility of rain. In the evening, friends are swinging in the gardens and swinging each other. Immersed in bliss, you have lost your senses and are singing Kajari songs laughingly...

...and on the other side, the unfortunate lover, waiting moment by moment for the return of her beloved who has gone abroad to earn money, is dying slowly, who would be such a person with a stone heart who would not be moved to see the plight of the separated woman...

...Now that the month of Sawan has come, it is natural for this to happen and if the beloved is anxious, then it is natural for her to suffer in anxiety. .... This cannot be denied, can it? In such a situation, poetess Kamala Maheshwari ' Kamal ', Badaun (Uttar Pradesh) started saying-

.."Sawan is passing by friend, my sweetheart did not come... clouds came thundering and pouring rain

Lightning scared me only... my heart is set on fire friend, my sweethedid not come..".....Now when my sweetheart is not there in Sawan, then how can the withered flowers of the heart bloom in Sawan? Senior poet, writer and journalist Bindeshwar Prasad Gupta made the heartfelt sentiments of the separated woman known -...The withered flowers of my heart could not bloom even in Sawan

Dear! They remained like this, a handful of flowers.....and poet Dinesh Chandra Prasad also could not stop himself from expressing the pain of the separated woman- " " The month of Saavan is drizzling,

My beloved has not yet come home

The clouds are roaring and roaring

Lest the beautiful season passes away....

We get such a sensitive dialogue of the beloved full of poignancy and separation only in the month of Saavan. ... For this reason, at the beginning of the month of Sawan, a weekly All India online song conference of romantic songs centered on the words Sawan, Saajan, Badal was organized by the nationally renowned literary organization ' Padmanabh Sahitya Parishad, Hajipur (Bihar), in which more than two dozen poets and poetesses from various states of the country participated and on one hand, along with the green nature, they drenched the audience with the cool showers of their melodious and delightful songs, and on the other hand, an attempt was also made to provide solace to the distraught separated wife burning in the pain of separation from her beloved. In the month of Sawan, Archana Jha, Dehradun (Uttarakhand) asked -

Dark clouds covered the sky, it rained heavily

Why does the fair mascara get wet in the rain, flowing

Kamini Shrivastava 'Kirti', Lucknow (Uttar Pradesh) said -

Feet don't stop, the rainy monsoon comes

Makes me restless, it looks pleasing

Padmakshi Shukla, Pune (Maharashtra) starts remembering her beloved in the month of Sawan -

When the memories of Sawan torment me

With mehendi on my hands....

Eyes are spread on every sound

Without you, Sawan burns

When the memories of the beloved torment me........Now see this! For the brides who have their husbands with them, their view on Saavan is different.

Saavan has come to pamper Sadhna Krishna, Lalganj, Vaishali (Bihar)

Saavan has come to fill my eyes with dreams

Saavan has come to pamper me with his words....

Saavan is a favourite season for Dr. Pratibha Kumari Parashar, President of Padmanabh Sahitya Parishad, Hajipur (Bihar), that is why she says-

....Saavan has come pleasantly. It has made my heart happy...

Shobha Rani Tiwari, Indore (Madhya Pradesh) blossoms with happiness as soon as Saavan arrives-

Saavan has come, Saavan has come......the clouds have come swirling and swirling.