Biography :
Multi-talented nature lover, humanist, romantic poet, social reality investigative writer and sociologist. Poet Mahanaj, who is engaged in teaching profession.
Achievement change maker Award-2020
Achievement Human rights Award-2021
Achievement Gujarat Sahitya Acaademy Award-2021&2022
Her poetries have been translated into twenty-one languages of the world and have been included in the collection of poems.
The number of books published by Mahanaj is 10. She’s adult leader of Bangladesh scouts.
Teacher/Writer/Adult leader of Bangladesh scouts.
Psalm of the soul
The inter-city of the night runs towards the dawn,
Imagination creeps through the windows of the night room,
Sometimes loud, sometimes slow, like the wind,
I passed the test of emotion.
Psalm of the soul is rich.
Great rain on tin roof,
Lying on a palm leaf on the island, sees a bird’s nest,
The song of the waves of the sea,
In the middle of the virgin rice flowers of the field,
The moon falling from the breast of the night sky,
Yellow sun on the lips in the morning.
Everything has psalm of the soul.
Psalm of the soul gives flowery generosity and embroidered restraints.
Only you
I always think of you,
My poem speaks of you,
I can’t forget that twilight, that old way,
The way I walked hand in hand,
The way I talked about love,
That fancy weather, that path still haunts me today.
The only dream in my heart,
You are all mine.
I will touch the sky like a cloud,
I will sing like a spring cuckoo.
Talk to the moon,
I will be a lightning bug in the dark.
This path, the grass, the moon, the clouds are the witnesses of my love.
Very willing, still walking with you every afternoon!
When I write about you, I understand,
How limited is my vocabulary !!
Hope
I’ll give you a twilight dawn and a fantasy night,
Give embroidered hearts.
And gift you silent whispers and sweet wait,
Take a little care of hand woven.
I will give you a colourful boat of happiness and a wonderful fascination,
Dedicate me a smile drawn with brush and colours.
I will give you innumerable Fagun and Spring,
Give me the twinkle in Vinci’s eye.
Fancy night
Leaving a variety of pleasure, must go!
Spring wind reminds me of what I know!
Small village covered in moonlight,
Embrace the unknown bird,
The yellow laugh light of the moon,
Open air, tidy grass bed.
The blue water of the pond.
Night wrapped in softness.
With so many favourites surrounding.
I will keep it in the corner of my mind-
very loosely, very carefully across the whole sky.
Will touch the heart thoughtout everytime.
Wakes up everynight.
I have to go,I know I will go-
Yet I kept the fancy night-
in the name of memory in an eastern window!
I will come again when the time comes.
Maybe with another kind of future.