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A Tribute to Tajal Baiwas

by Javed Qazi, Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan

The writer can be reached at: javedqazi68@yahoo.com

I don’t know, whether I say Tajal has died or he hasn’t. I don’t think a poet die. They just transform. He however has ceased to do poetry. Yes he had only one pen as he has said in his most famous poem. And that pen’s ink is over. His blood from the veins and his body which his beautiful mind used to necessarily have to call himself an existence, which used to let him cook prose and poetry for the land and aesthetic in a most beautiful language on earth, in a language my mother used to give me lullaby in nights.

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