SANTU RANGILI’S OPEN LETTER TO THE EDITOR....
Dear Sir,
Since your esteemed paper is running,’Dance of Democracy ‘as the theme for elections, I, as a representative of Gujarati theatre, would like to humbly present our effervescent Gujarati poetry to enhance it.
We hope to see our much loved netas dance on the same someday.
The next P.M. might be from Gujarat, but since he is not from the constituency that he is standing for, Advaniji might to sing this for his road show-‘Heee eliya ,heeee baaju,heeee bhaila [yodelling]Hun Amdavaad no rickshawalo, navso navvanu numberwalo, Amdavaad batavun chalo,Evi rickshaw haakun, hairatwaan mein uparwalo,Jyan mandir hoye tya jarur hoye koi boot chorwawalo.................’
Which reminds me, our presentP.M. can be given a slow song by Mohammed Rafi., since doctors have advised adequate rest,‘Kahu chu jawaani ne pachi vali jaa, ke ghardapan nu ghar maaru aavi gayu chey, mann ne na gamtu ghardapun nu dahpun, pun tan taaru sagpun bhulaavi rahyu chey.’
The graceful danseuse Mallika Sarabhai might go for Mehul Surti’s,’ude ude rey patang Gujarat no, mann ma umtey umang.
I hear Mr.Kashiram Rana is very sad and though he has not been given a ticket, he is still hopeful and would justify the song,’’diwaso judaai na jaay chhe, ey jaase jaroor milan sudhi, maro haath jhaali ne lai jashe mujh shatruoj swajan shudhi.'
Of course, we have special songs for the royal family of politics and keeping in mind the love that Kalawati, Mayawati and all the womenfolk have for the dear baba Rahul Gandhi our group would like to perform with him on Narsinh Mehta’s,’Jal kamal chhandi ja ne baala, swami amaro jaagshey, jaagshey, taney maarshey, maney baal hatya laagshey.’
For dearest Soniaji, I have chosen one from my own play which goes,’Bolo pa, ph, ba, bh, ma’.I think she will love it and learn well.
Of course, that just leaves our C.M., Mr.Modi, many of my friends believe he should be the P.M and when that happens someday, I think the most apt lines for him would be by the great poet of Gujarat-Wali Muhhammed Wali, who called himself Wali Gujarati and wrote ‘Dar Firaaq-e-Gujarat.Some of its translated lines read-‘Parting from Gujarat leaves thorns in my chest, my heart on fire pounds impatiently in my breast, what cure can heal the wound of living apart? The scimitar of exile has cut deep into my heart.......And thank God’s mercy Wali! He let that passion remain. The heart’s still anxious to catch a glimpse of my Gujarat again!
Yes, I think Mr.Modi would certainly feel like that, like Wali Gujarati did, on parting with Gujarat.
Respect and regards,
Santu Rangili.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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aa the great indian political circus che ben,,,,,,,,,,e na mazza lo........ahiyan baddha ne P.M. banva no che...
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