Manoj Bhuyar on Marathi Gazal meet at Wai.

All India Marathi Gazal meet at Wai

A Marathi Gazalkar's travel From Jakimirya to Wai....

Due to the great Marathi Gazal singer Bhimraoji Panchale and love for the great Suresh Bhat plus his marathi gazals , I was at Wai . It was one of the grand programmes . It was a lovely function ! I still have the sweet memories in my mind . Many Marathi Gazalkars were also there . It was a fantastic travel of Marathi Gazal that brought all of us at Wai . It was totally a different atmosphere and we all enjoyed it lot .

Tremendous response by Waikars

I also presented my gazal and got a loud of applause and once more too to my gazal named Teer meaning arrow . I responded once again and presented the same gazal once more , and the public responded once again with a lovely clapping and vaahava. I generally write with social angle . The gazal lovers really liked it ! The love of the viewers at Wai I will remember fovever !

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