#Jatsna night 🌙
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Seeing the magnificent Shaiva on a moonlit night is a different experience. Coincidentally, one night I was surprised to see the form of Jyotsa - Madhuri. I have never felt such a wonderful form of the beauty of Jyotsa in my short life. Breeze, lonely evening. There is no hint of life anywhere in the village pathghat. Buddhist full moon night. It is as if the moon is pouring its wonderful white light on the earth. All the cosmos seems to be absorbed in the whiteness of the moon. I am overwhelmed to see this shave of Chad's soft alaya nature. I remember the chorus of that song of Rabindranath - ‘Today, on the moonlit night, everyone went to the forest / to the drunken breeze of spring. Standing in the forest and experiencing the nature of the moonlight is a different experience. The income of the moon is called 'Mama'. May the moon spread the softness in life. Poets and writers have written many memorable verses about Chad. Thus Chad and Jyotsna have become immortal in human life. On a moonlit night nature looks very magical. The whiteness of the moonlight all around, the horizon on the river bank standing in the desert that - in the corner of the human mind grows a barrier of softness. The whole mind is filled with joy.