Today’s word in the ‘Hindi Hain Hum’ word series is – Bhru, which means hair above the eyes, eyebrows. Here is Jaishankar Prasad’s poem – Dinnath was taking support from his yellow tax.
Dinnath was taking support from his yellow tax.
Keep showing your light on that horn
That form of the decadent Diwakar has turned pale.
Fear and anxiety do not appear, no matter who.
The leaves on which the rays kept taking shelter
They were always moving away due to the wind.
All the companions of happiness show oh in the world
Who would go into the river to save someone who is drowning?
Kulya kept flowing in the same mountain region with the sound of Kal-Naad.
Small waves were rising from the inner sigh
But he was as calm as a rock, absorbed in yoga and detached.
Maya in the form of Sarita tells him that ‘you are in love’
They were blooming like wild safflowers.
Some were blooming with joy under the control of the wind.
Look, who is sitting there on the rock, calm?
The seat looks like the moon, it is Vimal-Vidhu-Kant
Steady vision is water-point-filled with emotion-full of mind.
Not even one of those tears was afraid of this future.
That clear autumn forehead looks worried
But there was one concern, only the one who had the heart was giving it.
Buddha was in Padmasana, heart was blooming like Aurobindo
That Chintya Madhukar was also found humming sweetly.
Every moment the waves were moving rapidly in the treasure of feelings.
With excitement in search of the gem of light of this world
I kept invoking that God with every breath.
The one who could touch the beloved was lacking in virtue and love.
Even the atoms were stunned, there was excitement too.
There was a swollen chest, someone kept noticing it.
Happiness was available, happiness was found in imagination
There was some sadness that the same was unavailable due to delay.
Yes, life was free from being bound to the attainment of only evil.
Tell me what should we call him, was he attached or disinterested?
When he remained in such beautiful meditation for some time
The sound of Manjir was heard giving pleasure in the ears.
newly descended from the clear evening star
There was a daughter standing in front of that devotee.
That idol said – ‘Bhaktavar! Why is this hard work happening?
Why the joy-temple of the world ah! you are getting lost like this
Leaving this aside, happiness lies in whose trap
I am reading the articles of happiness clearly under your care.
Beautiful beautiful property in hand
The world wants to hand over all this then in hand
Then why do you run away? he never moves away, he is never fearless
The world is welcoming you, come on, everything is fine
The eyebrow pair advanced and then the cervix also became bunk.
Then the heat of disaster rose and the redness started running.
‘Truly beautiful! That statement, but listen to what I say’
Overjoyed with joy the devotee openly said
‘When it is ours, why should we leave it?
Break the happiness formula that is being given to the unlucky one.
Without whom the entire world, pleasures and enjoyments would remain dull.
These are the people who tell him to give up immediately
The two drops of tears of that meditation are the heart’s everything.
Do not think that the eyes in which they are are soulless.
The whole world and species belong to that loving universe.
The world is my friend, I don’t care about its name.
Then, who is unpleasant to me? Happiness and sorrow are nothing.
Only by His grace is happiness and nothing else anywhere else.
Sometimes makes us cry, yes, sometimes makes us laugh
Whenever he has fun, he says ‘Aho’ only then.
He gives us such crazy joy of love
Sometimes we get angry with him, yet he persuades us.
We became intoxicated with love, now who should become intoxicated?
Religions and religions shed everything, love is dense in water.
Be immersed in Sudha-Mandakini on Anand Asan
We and he are sitting together singing love and joy
This dee is jealous, beautiful! you now
Let the days pass by, you will see me again sometime.
Then this is ours, we are his, he is us, we are that
Then you are no different from me, all become one again
Hearing this, the same Kadambini, the idol of compassion, laughed.
Then it felt like a shower of water of joy.
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