Sarang_XI
(Rain Song)

I

1

Warm preparations are again
in progress everywhere;
Again the lightnings have begun
to leap with arduous flare;
Some towards Istanbul do dive,
some to the West repair;
Some over China glitter, some
of Samerquand take care;
Some wander to Byazantium, Kabul,
some to Kandhar fare;
Some lie on Delhi, Deccan, some
reach Girnar, thundering there
And greens on Bikanir pour those
that jump from Jesalmare
Some Bhuj have soaked, others descent
on Dhat with gentle air...
Those crossing Umerkote have made
the fields fertile and fair...
O God, may ever you on Sindh
bestow abundance rare;
Beloved! all the world let share
thy grace, and fruitful be.

II

2

O see, the low'ring, sombre skies!
the cum'lous clouds have poured
Their big-dropped showers; now take out
your herds, prepare, and rise;
Leave lower grounds, to uplands go
and practise old device,
Take your provisions and supplies...
despair not of God's grace.

3

Today too from the northern side
the rain-quails notes reach here;
The ploughers ploughshares ready make,
herdsmen are full of cheer...
Today too nature doth appear
in rich array of rain!

4

Today too there are hopes of rain,
the clouds are dark and low-
O friends, with monsoons, longing for
the loved one comes again-
I hope the rain will water well
the parched and longing plain...
Beloved come! my life sustain,
all seasons then feel spring.

5

Man, deer and buffaloes do pant
for rain, ducks hopes for clouds;
After as though in supplication
sounds the rain-quail's chant;
At sea, each morn the oysters beg
that skies the rain may grant-
Give lots of rain! with joy rampant
the herdsmen then become.

6

The rain pours on the desert-sands
on hills and vales around;
At early dawn we, rise to hear,
the churns soft, humming sound-
The hands are full of butter, wives
with merriment abound-
Each buffalo for milking brought
athwart the grassy ground;
In thatches here we never found
mistress and mind so glad!

7

The cloud, with colours rich and bright
paints towers in the skies-
It brought the violins, zitherns, flutes,
tambors that give delight...
While jar on jar rain-sprite at night
pours into Padam lake...

8

Season's orchestra's in full swing,
fresh showers ease the mind;
On mountain-side so green with grass;
cattle abundance find;
Gay herdsmen's wives about their necks
of blossoms garlands wind;-
Cucumbers, mushrooms, vegetables
food of every kind;
Lord! days of dearth let lie behind,
ne'er let them reach the earth.-

9

Season's orchestra's in full swing,
rain-quails pipe tenderly;
Peasants repair their ploughs, herdsmen
rejoice with ecstasy-
My friend in perfect from...O see
predicts a downpour great!

10
Season's orchestra's in full swing,
clouds move up, near and far;
The grain is cheap, and brimful now
of butter is each jar-
Rust that my heedless heart did mar,
this God-reminder cleansed.

11

Cloud was commanded: 'Rain must come',
and cloud obeyed so fain-
Lightning arrived, rain pattered, poured,
came to remain and reign;
The hoarder who for dearness hoped
now wrings his hands in vain,
Five multiplied to fifteen; so
the page has turned again,
The profiteer may disappear
and cause no longer pain...
The kine-herds sit together now,
relating tales of rain-
O God, who happiness would gain,
must on thy grace rely!

III

12

O, rain, were lessons you to take
from my poor, pouring eyes,
Then night and day, in cloudy guise
your drizzle would not stop!

13

Mists do not leave mine eyes, if clouds
are there or not, mists stay;
Remembering Loved one, o'er my cheeks
my tears flow night and day...
Oh, those whose loves are far away
may never cease to weep.-

14

Though inside all is overcast,
outside from every cloud is free...
Lightnings mature within, in whom
Love doth reside eternally...
Their eyes shall never rainless be
in whom thought of 'Beloved' reigns.

Sarang_XI
(Rain Song)

I

1

Warm preparations are again
in progress everywhere;
Again the lightnings have begun
to leap with arduous flare;
Some towards Istanbul do dive,
some to the West repair;
Some over China glitter, some
of Samerquand take care;
Some wander to Byazantium, Kabul,
some to Kandhar fare;
Some lie on Delhi, Deccan, some
reach Girnar, thundering there
And greens on Bikanir pour those
that jump from Jesalmare
Some Bhuj have soaked, others descent
on Dhat with gentle air...
Those crossing Umerkote have made
the fields fertile and fair...
O God, may ever you on Sindh
bestow abundance rare;
Beloved! all the world let share
thy grace, and fruitful be.

II

2

O see, the low'ring, sombre skies!
the cum'lous clouds have poured
Their big-dropped showers; now take out
your herds, prepare, and rise;
Leave lower grounds, to uplands go
and practise old device,
Take your provisions and supplies...
despair not of God's grace.

3

Today too from the northern side
the rain-quails notes reach here;
The ploughers ploughshares ready make,
herdsmen are full of cheer...
Today too nature doth appear
in rich array of rain!

4

Today too there are hopes of rain,
the clouds are dark and low-
O friends, with monsoons, longing for
the loved one comes again-
I hope the rain will water well
the parched and longing plain...
Beloved come! my life sustain,
all seasons then feel spring.

5

Man, deer and buffaloes do pant
for rain, ducks hopes for clouds;
After as though in supplication
sounds the rain-quail's chant;
At sea, each morn the oysters beg
that skies the rain may grant-
Give lots of rain! with joy rampant
the herdsmen then become.

6

The rain pours on the desert-sands
on hills and vales around;
At early dawn we, rise to hear,
the churns soft, humming sound-
The hands are full of butter, wives
with merriment abound-
Each buffalo for milking brought
athwart the grassy ground;
In thatches here we never found
mistress and mind so glad!

7

The cloud, with colours rich and bright
paints towers in the skies-
It brought the violins, zitherns, flutes,
tambors that give delight...
While jar on jar rain-sprite at night
pours into Padam lake...

8

Season's orchestra's in full swing,
fresh showers ease the mind;
On mountain-side so green with grass;
cattle abundance find;
Gay herdsmen's wives about their necks
of blossoms garlands wind;-
Cucumbers, mushrooms, vegetables
food of every kind;
Lord! days of dearth let lie behind,
ne'er let them reach the earth.-

9

Season's orchestra's in full swing,
rain-quails pipe tenderly;
Peasants repair their ploughs, herdsmen
rejoice with ecstasy-
My friend in perfect from...O see
predicts a downpour great!

10
Season's orchestra's in full swing,
clouds move up, near and far;
The grain is cheap, and brimful now
of butter is each jar-
Rust that my heedless heart did mar,
this God-reminder cleansed.

11

Cloud was commanded: 'Rain must come',
and cloud obeyed so fain-
Lightning arrived, rain pattered, poured,
came to remain and reign;
The hoarder who for dearness hoped
now wrings his hands in vain,
Five multiplied to fifteen; so
the page has turned again,
The profiteer may disappear
and cause no longer pain...
The kine-herds sit together now,
relating tales of rain-
O God, who happiness would gain,
must on thy grace rely!

III

12

O, rain, were lessons you to take
from my poor, pouring eyes,
Then night and day, in cloudy guise
your drizzle would not stop!

13

Mists do not leave mine eyes, if clouds
are there or not, mists stay;
Remembering Loved one, o'er my cheeks
my tears flow night and day...
Oh, those whose loves are far away
may never cease to weep.-

14

Though inside all is overcast,
outside from every cloud is free...
Lightnings mature within, in whom
Love doth reside eternally...
Their eyes shall never rainless be
in whom thought of 'Beloved' reigns.

__________________
"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Suriraag-XII
(Sailing)

I

1

O friend, I often did beseech
an old boat do not have;
With worn out sails, the heavy wave

2

Thy boat oil daily, mend its leaks,
and keep in mind, one day
The vessel has to sail away,
a voyage long to make!

3

With riggings furnish it, and then
take it to depth remote,
So that from every harm thy boat
secure and safe may be.

4

Acquire you such merchandise
which time corrupteth not,
That when you sell to far off lands
no loss may be thy lot-
In goods deal only which allot
to thee mainstay secure.

5

Those who with merchandise of Truth
a lasting bargain made;
"You will get your reward", to them
these tidings are conveyed-
Those were they whom the Powers led
through mighty ocean's swell.

6

To ocean dedicate yourself
where endless waters flow;
Thousands of pearls and precious things
its current holds below-
An ounce of such wealth will bestow,
on you a fortune rare.

7

No wave the path of those can stay
who worship the sublime;
Effect of their repentance makes
them safely swim away;
Propped by 'Reliance absolute'
they pass wild current's sway,
By 'Perfect Sailor' met were they
in mid-current, as guide!

8

With precious ware of 'service great'
their vessels they did lade;
'Real Recognition' s' pearls they won
whose worth can never fade;
'Rrestraint from sin and evil', oh-
that bargain too they made;
May with their blessing I evade
perils, when crossing sea!

9

So difficult it is to fare
on the path to 'Divine'.
So difficult, so very hard
the way, for those who dare-
And even those who know the land
confusion meets them there;
Its violent cross-current to bear
enter with love intense!-

II

10

Goods there were heaps and manifold,
traders forgetful were;
Some came in good time and purchased
all that the stores did hold-
Some loitered, and all things were sold
when they had come to buy.

11

The water through the boat did seep,
and precious goods were spoiled;
With spots and smudges some were soiled
and some with rust got black.

12

You came and had at shores a peep,
that you had heard about.-
When everyone had gone to rest,
you also went to sleep;
And so you brought the boat headling
to whirlpools wild and deep-
The wreck that is too worn and old
may God from sinking keep-
The wretched ones inside rely
on you, they fret and weep,
Arise and help! their praises reap
and bring them safe to port!

13

Boatman, upon the raging sea
both ways you cannot have;
Whole nights you sleep, resting your back
on rudder carelessly-
But there across at morn they'll be
and of your doings ask!

14

Sleep not O helmsman! shun your cot,
when danger lurks ahead;
The shore is foaming like the curd
that foams in churning pot...
O helmsman, sleep befits you not
in such an awful state!

15

The divers met the waves that foamed
with hidden treachery-
They battled with the eddies deep,
their fight was grim and dree;
Yet, 't was they who sought the sea,
and brought the lovely pearls.

16

Where'er a pearl exists, behold!
the thieves their haunts will have,
And him awaits fortune untold
who guards the pearl from thieves.

III

17

Not offer precious stones to those
who know not gold from brass;
To true jewellers in exchange
your jewels you may pass;
Ah, those who deal in gold, the mass
of metals base they spurn.

18

But gold- dealers have gone...Oh gold
't were best you too should go-
Since no one here your worth doth know
they'll mix you up with brass.

19

The glass-beads are in fasion now
real pearls no more appeal...
My tunic's full of Truth, I feel
ashamed to offer it.

20

The lapidaries that cut gems,
since long from there they fled;
And their successors do not know
e'en how to deal with lead,
And smiths now pewter beat instead
where lapidaries worked!

21

I dealt in glass, and never made
purchase of any pearl;
All tinsel-stuff and leaden ware
and trash I bought instead;
But suddenly, I found, my trade
was placed with gold-experts!

22

With falsehoods I did pass my days;
divine commands I broke-
The vessel overflows with sin
and with my doings base;
Oh knower of the secret ways
thou know'st already all!

23

The lies that you had hugged, forsake!
approach the source divine
Drive from your heart chicanery,
to honest dealings take;
The Master liketh truth of heart
In mind love's fire wake,
Thus humbly do approach, and make
a bargain, fruitful, good.

24

O God! a bargain that is best,
I beg bestow on me;
The helpless one no power has,
but Master, turns to thee,
O guide, without thy help no one
can reach his destiny-
Who faces high wave on the sea,
with mercy pick him up...

IV

25

The maid unwarily
the gem in casket broke...
The gem when whole, its price
a lakh or two would be,
Now it is crushed...ah me,
'tis more than millions worth!

26

Those who kept up all night
to adore Glorious One;
Latif says: E'en their dust
became with honour dight;
Scores to their resting site
flock, homage there to pay.

__________________
"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Sarang_XI
(Rain Song)

I

1

Warm preparations are again
in progress everywhere;
Again the lightnings have begun
to leap with arduous flare;
Some towards Istanbul do dive,
some to the West repair;
Some over China glitter, some
of Samerquand take care;
Some wander to Byazantium, Kabul,
some to Kandhar fare;
Some lie on Delhi, Deccan, some
reach Girnar, thundering there
And greens on Bikanir pour those
that jump from Jesalmare
Some Bhuj have soaked, others descent
on Dhat with gentle air...
Those crossing Umerkote have made
the fields fertile and fair...
O God, may ever you on Sindh
bestow abundance rare;
Beloved! all the world let share
thy grace, and fruitful be.

II

2

O see, the low'ring, sombre skies!
the cum'lous clouds have poured
Their big-dropped showers; now take out
your herds, prepare, and rise;
Leave lower grounds, to uplands go
and practise old device,
Take your provisions and supplies...
despair not of God's grace.

3

Today too from the northern side
the rain-quails notes reach here;
The ploughers ploughshares ready make,
herdsmen are full of cheer...
Today too nature doth appear
in rich array of rain!

4

Today too there are hopes of rain,
the clouds are dark and low-
O friends, with monsoons, longing for
the loved one comes again-
I hope the rain will water well
the parched and longing plain...
Beloved come! my life sustain,
all seasons then feel spring.

5

Man, deer and buffaloes do pant
for rain, ducks hopes for clouds;
After as though in supplication
sounds the rain-quail's chant;
At sea, each morn the oysters beg
that skies the rain may grant-
Give lots of rain! with joy rampant
the herdsmen then become.

6

The rain pours on the desert-sands
on hills and vales around;
At early dawn we, rise to hear,
the churns soft, humming sound-
The hands are full of butter, wives
with merriment abound-
Each buffalo for milking brought
athwart the grassy ground;
In thatches here we never found
mistress and mind so glad!

7

The cloud, with colours rich and bright
paints towers in the skies-
It brought the violins, zitherns, flutes,
tambors that give delight...
While jar on jar rain-sprite at night
pours into Padam lake...

8

Season's orchestra's in full swing,
fresh showers ease the mind;
On mountain-side so green with grass;
cattle abundance find;
Gay herdsmen's wives about their necks
of blossoms garlands wind;-
Cucumbers, mushrooms, vegetables
food of every kind;
Lord! days of dearth let lie behind,
ne'er let them reach the earth.-

9

Season's orchestra's in full swing,
rain-quails pipe tenderly;
Peasants repair their ploughs, herdsmen
rejoice with ecstasy-
My friend in perfect from...O see
predicts a downpour great!

10
Season's orchestra's in full swing,
clouds move up, near and far;
The grain is cheap, and brimful now
of butter is each jar-
Rust that my heedless heart did mar,
this God-reminder cleansed.

11

Cloud was commanded: 'Rain must come',
and cloud obeyed so fain-
Lightning arrived, rain pattered, poured,
came to remain and reign;
The hoarder who for dearness hoped
now wrings his hands in vain,
Five multiplied to fifteen; so
the page has turned again,
The profiteer may disappear
and cause no longer pain...
The kine-herds sit together now,
relating tales of rain-
O God, who happiness would gain,
must on thy grace rely!

III

12

O, rain, were lessons you to take
from my poor, pouring eyes,
Then night and day, in cloudy guise
your drizzle would not stop!

13

Mists do not leave mine eyes, if clouds
are there or not, mists stay;
Remembering Loved one, o'er my cheeks
my tears flow night and day...
Oh, those whose loves are far away
may never cease to weep.-

14

Though inside all is overcast,
outside from every cloud is free...
Lightnings mature within, in whom
Love doth reside eternally...
Their eyes shall never rainless be
in whom thought of 'Beloved' reigns.

__________________
"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Samudi-XIII
(Mariners)

I

1

Lady, at moorings do remain;
and so prevent the mariners,
From plunging you in sudden pain
by setting sail all suddenly.

2

Lady, at moorings do reside,
and keep the fire in your heart;
Burn on, that mariners abide
with you, not leave you suddenly.

3

At moorings settle down, nor try
to take a rash and careless step,
Or else they will not wait, but will
at once to foreign regions hie,
You knew their home was ocean...why
did you not with them go?

4

Anchor and chains lifted, they are
already far upon the way
Desolate are port and bazar
for mariners have sailed away.

5

When loved-ones did voyaging start
I was in youth, my blossom-time,
Oh friend, my weeping could not hold
my merchant-love, he would depart;
On fire did he set my heart
and then did sail away.

6

They sailed away! leaving you here-
aeons have passed and none came back,
Sorrow for vanished ones, alack
will surely kill you poor one!

7

They sailed along so very far,
Till to the mighty deep they got,
Where swell of ocean swept them off,
and swiftly down and down they shot,
Descending to the traceless spot
which is fathomlessness!

8

Ah me! a mixture of deep woe
are nuptial ties with mariners;
My body he on spikes laid low,
and then my merchant hoisted sail.

9

May you forget the trade you learnt-
-But yesterday I met you here
Today I see you disappear
sailing on ocean waves!

10

My love seems feeble, luckless fate;
They pushed the boat off ere I knew;
With sailors yesterday a bond
I should have made, today's too late.
Why did I not throw myself straight
Into the boat, with hawsers bound?

11

I at the pier did stand when they
Their anchor lifted and set sail.
On God relying, night and day
I shall not cease for them to pray
My longing sighs my life shall sway
Till to my arms they do return!

II

12

On foot I cannot reach...they say
so far from me the ports do lie;
No fare in pinaforce or purse
I possess for the strip to pay;
Oh ferry-man, so manage that
The dearly loved-one meet I may;
In anguish at thy door I stay
Each day beseeching thee with tears.

13

Alas! no one doth lift a hand-
no one will have them in the boat...
Without a fare, and at the shore
all day till sunset they did stand-
Then God Almighty help did send,
and to the landing place they got!

14

The wives of merchants, waiting there,
Did bring their offerings to the sea;
Bright lights they kindled everywhere-
And even musk to waters gave.

15

Ah...now the mast-flag is in sight,
Although the sails not yet they see...
And thrilled with infinite delight
Are those who loved-ones do expect.

16

The ploughers of the salty deep,
The waters sweet have entered now;
Their inmates bargained not for gold
But greater wealth they wished to reap,
The flourishing mariners, lo
Port of Ceylon for pearls did sweep,
And safely in the boat they keep
The treasures they in "Lanka" found.

17

Oh sisters, if to my homestead
My love would come, what joy for me-
Handfuls of pearls around his head
I'll turn, and then to others throw.

18

For those, for whom I sacrificed,
Did worship waters, kindle lights-
My hopes all have been realized,
My loved-ones have returned to me!

19

She kindled lights on land and sea
And pretty tufts to trees she tied
"Oh God I have great hope in Thee
My Loved-one, back to me let come."

20

She who to sea no offerings makes,
And doth not kindle floating lights-
Is not in earnest, hath no stake,
Beloved she will never meet.

__________________
"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Sasui: Abri-XV
(Tribulations)

I

1

Now or after, my destiny
is my Beloved one-
The labour of poor one, O God
let it in vain not be
I beg for nothing, but to see
my loved-one in this life

2

Sasui's heart breaks from pain's torment
and rends all hearts around;
Immaculate Sasui, her eyes
are e'er on Punhu bent;
Her viruous mind on Beauty of
the glorious One intent;
Faithful up to the last...all spent-
the maid in mountains dies.

3

Sasui, undone by longing, yet
affects the longing more;
Drank deep of Punhu's company
and yet for more doth fret;
Aye, still more thirsty they do get
who drink draughts from this stream.

4

Seeing the flood of Beauty, they
who drank a sip from there
It all the more increased their thirst
their longing and despair;
Although they live in mid-stream ne'er
this boundless thirst is quenched,

5

Sasui, before you follow Punhu,
feel your utter helplessness;
Take naught for granted, attitude
unservant like do not possess;
Oh, with yourself take only love,
and without 'Self' you must progress...
Make no approach to Azazil,
to save yourself from deep distress;
Keep company with hopelessness
so that you nearer come to hope.

6

Do not rejoice in comfort, seeing
sorrow do not fear...
In sacrifice don't crush your own,
nor houses new do rear;
Dead one, don't die, in no case here
try to maintain your life.

II

7

Ah, those that are from longing free
how Kech can ever reach?
Such wishful hundreds did I see
that ere mid-way gave up.

8

Each doth express a wish, but none
ready for hunger is...
To walk is not for every one.
nor make a trip like this-
I take for company, I was,
one who not loves the 'Self'.

9

I pledged my troth when innocent;
suspecting no torment;
Nor knew brothers in law would leave
with me longing, lament...
The longing one, on seeking bent
Must now through mountains roam.

10

O sisters, when my troth I plighted
ignorant was I;
Or with my mountaineer's subjection
how could I comply?
A brief talk did my being tie
to Punhu for all life.

11

Those, who do husbands own, return-
I'll not come without mine;
To search the deepest mountain depth
and turn each stone, I yearn,
To settle love's account I burn
with camel-riders there.

III

12

Frail one, do never slow your pace
when seeing mountains high...
The threatening mountains do not fear,
and keep your love-ablaze;
And never give up hope to see
your loved-ones lovely face-
Don't seek him in a far-off place,
he's nearer than your eyes.

13

Those who took off from 'here' their mind
and fixed it 'there', they reached;
Beloved, Beauty, Truth to find
for them one step it was.

14

Kechis are speaking-now Sasui
you should become an ear;
The breath that comes from them, but silence
can distinguish here;
Sir silently, and only 'hear',
that fire you may acquire.

15

Now be an ear-the Kechis speak;
no word must come from thee;
And not an iota of your 'I'
should in their presence be...
Behold, the Kechis cut the tree
of being from the root.

16

Sometimes ones should become an ear;
sometimes a mouth shoul turn-
Sometimes like knife one should appear
sometimes a lamb become.-

IV

17

Your love is not where you surmise;
and where you think he be,
Walk not to mounts, the wood you have
to cross within you lies;
Your being ask for all advice
and strangers keep outside.

18

Sasui, within yourself you bear
what you are seeking so;
No one found ever anything
by walking here and there,-
As though he your own being were
so seek his whereabouts.

19

Why do you go to woods remote?
why not your love search here?
Believe, not hiding anywhere
is your beloved Hoat;
Be pure, gird up your loins, faithful
upon you loved-one dote
Look deep into yourself and note
Beloved's home is there.-

20

Not with your feet keep wandering
but with your heart do walk
A courier's job will never bring
you anywhere to Kech.

V

21

While peeping in myself I was...
I with my soul conversed;
No camel-man was there to chase,
all mountains had dispersed;
'Punhu' I had become...immersed
in woe, but 'Sasui' was.

22

I was deceived by my fancy-
or else Punhu myself I was;
I lost myself in presence of
the prince's noble majesty;
Unless you yourself loved-one see
No iota worldy knowledge helps.

23

Once you give up existence, know
you are near the unique-
Refuge seek in: " whate'er I saw
God was in it", and lo
Then your Beloved cannot go
from you one minute mere.

24

Your love is in your lap, and yet
you ask: "where is he, where"?
O understand, he's in your soul
to see him wont you care?
No one to the Bazar will fare
Beloved there to find.

25

I hunted for my rider-swain;
vain was the search I made,
The clue of him I got was: "God
dose everything pervade;
He Himself is in every blade
without Him nought exists."

__________________
"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Sasui: Desi-XVI
(The Native)

1

I careless was first part of night;
so morning brought despair-
For while I slept my rider-spouse
for travel did repair;
For my destruction to prepare
at mid-night they did leave.

2

O mountain-, that does stand between
my love and me, thy threat is vain-
Had there a thousand mountains been
my longing would have crossed them all.

3

The sacred knot that love has tied
between Punhu and me...
Now in beauteous Bhambore to stay
Poison for me shall be...
Do not advise me sisters, to
return to home and glee;
Because my breath is property
of my beloved Hoat.

4
With linging I lay down, with eyes
awake and found no slept, he came
and then I could not rise-
Sisters I erred, for in what wise
is longing kin to sleep?
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"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Sasui: Kohiyari-XVII
(The Mountain Path)

I


1

Careless one, drop this drowsiness;
no more for slumber seek-
O shamless one, drive sleep from eyes
and be no longer weak-
So that you may not have to shriek
in mountains after him-

2

Those who upon their couches lay,
with outstretched leags, alas...
The company did pass away,
leaving such sleeping ones.

3

Reproach comes to unlucky ones
who so much sleep desire;
Why after Punhu do enquire
who sleep from sunset on?

4

Hard-hearted mount, vain was my plea,
high-handed tyrant thou;
My being you sawed, as wood-cutters
do cut the helpless tree;
But for decree of Destiny
Oh, who would walk thy stones?

5

O mountain, when my love I meet;
your tortures I'll relate;
Your hideous shadow ghosts at dawn,
your winding way's deceit,
You did me not with kindness treat
but dimmed the loved-one's tracks.

6

O silent mountain, not a clue
you give me my love-
But yesterday a camel-cade
in long row moved through you,
This dead one's spouse, did you not view
amongst the company?

7

O mountain, to the friend I'll bear
at once the gret reproach;
That you to shreds the very soles
of my poor feet did tear;
That your soul is of pity bare
and ne'er any worth you know.

8

O mountain, hearts of sorrowing ones
you should console and soothe;
Instead of that, their feet you bruise-
you stony, callous one.

9

O mountain, each day in sacrifice
I throw myself on you-
Because there are mysterious ties
'twixt you and my love's tale.

10

O mount, the helpless one in woe
now sits with you and weeps;
But never anyone lets know
the links twixt you and her.

11

O mountain, though you hot have grown
you cannot harm me now;
You may be made of hardest stone
my limbs are iron-made-
't is no one's fault, it is my own
my own strange destiny.

II

12

O Punhu do not leave me here
in mountains weird and dire-
I'll walk with you on foot, and fire
to Bhambore I will set.

13

Reflection of my Punhu, light
it doth display and shade;
I have to walk the chequered road...
O see, the cloth is laid
In soda-wash, and clean is made
ere colours it receives.

14

Reflection of my Punhu is
like cloud and flash, and I
Follow this Prince and sob and sigh
and weep without respite.

15

Reflection of my Punhu is
the acme of all Bliss-
For his sake my most luckless day
for me comfort it is
Calamity my Prince left, his
sweetest gift for me.

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"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Sasui: Ma'dhuri-XVIII
(The Helpless)

I


1

Hast thou not heard a voice Sasui?
or dost at random walk?
Hundreds of Sasui's walked behind
their lovers before thee-
From start Baluchi progeny
has no compassion learnt

2

O grieving one; brush pain aside,
and comforts do forget-
Your eyes on Punhu's footprints set,
that you may find him soon.

3

Start on the road denuded, greed,
temptations do not keep-
And those who are too fond of sleep,
their tryst with loved-one miss.

4

Leave all your lovely robes behind,
and nothing with you bring;
One, burdened not with anything
Keeps forefront on the way.

5

One that without a burden walks
will soon the loved-one meet-
But she has missed her union sweet
who affects lovely wraps.

6

She who adorns herself, in vain
waits for the meeting true;
She is deprived like Leela, who
sold her love for jewels.

II

7

A thousand thorns do prick my feet;
they cause me endless woe!
Alas, my feet are torn, one toe
meets not the other toe;
And yet, with bare feet I will go
to my beloved one.

8

With hands, feet, knees, and every breath
Sasui you must proceed;
Your guide will meet you at the stream
and give you further lead;
As long there's breath, place nought, indeed
But Punhu in your heart.

9

I could not my Beloved meet
and now you set, o sun!
My message to the loved-one bring
before my day is done;
when you reach Kech say: "Helpless one
is dying on the way".

10

I could not reach my loved-one, and
my life's already past...
Alas, the woeful one did waste
her days declining fast-
In old age now, her eyes are cast
upon her Punhu rare.-

11

Alas, I could not reach my love-
already death appears...
Beloved did not come, although
I looked for him for years-
Destroyed by separation's tears
I destined am to die.-

12

Die and relieve, so that Beauty
of loved-one leaves you never;
Acceptable you'll be for ever,
accepting this advice.

13

Die to be beautiful, life is
hindrance twixt him and you,-
Helpless one, boldly do pursue,
give breath to find the friend.

14

Who die before death, never will
destroyed by dying be.-
Who live ere second life they see
will live eternally.

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"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"

Sasui: Husaini-XIX
(The Wailings)

I


1

O look not back! nor hesitate,
for sun declines in West-
Thy pace do quicken, do not rest
ere sunrise try to reach

2

O sun, make it not hard for me,
by setting very soon:
The tracks of Punhu let me see
ere I in mountains die.

3

A rain is pouring from my brow,
hot perspiration's stream;
What I thought love, revealed is now
consuming fire flame.-

4

The day is burning, she doth move
now swifter on her way;
This Brahmin girl, an ancient love
for the Bluchis has.

5

As long you live, aglow remain;
there's no way without fire;
In hot and cold, swift pace maintain
there is no time to rest.

6

On rising, thought of mountaineers
did overwhelm me there;
I shall leave Bhambore, nought endears
this Bhambore to my heart.

7

Sisters, for pleasures of Bhambore
the caravan I missed;
Therefore I now with sorrow sore
the monutains have to search.

8

Sisters, your freedom do secure
by leaving Bhambore now;
Our old comrades here did endure
much sorrow and much pain.

9

In Bhambore is the smoke of hell;
Sisters, from Bhambore part-
Sasui take the guide and start
early and not delay.-

10

Sisters, my heart is sorrow-cleft.
and wounded I do live...
Of loved-ones all, for whom I long
alas, I am bereft;
Can I forget those who have left
e'en now before my eyes?

11

Bhambore, the town of ugliness,
the noble prince adorned;
Lord of the mountains, from whole world
removed fear and distress,
Maids art of printing learnt, model
was Punhu,s loveliness-
Unrivalled one, Bhambore did bless
and decent it became.-

12

The Bhambore that not walked behind
the Hoat, confounded got;
Unrivalled One, the town did not
recognize, walked like blind;
Those priviledge were, who did find
his beauty with their hearts.-

13

Who saw him with their hearts, did feel
to follow him at once;
When Punhu did himself conceal
e'en then they followed him.-

14

In hot and cold incessantly
walk on, and do not wait;
At fall of night you will not see
the tracks of him you seek.

15

There was a time when princely Hoat
my clothes to wash did choose;
Now even camelmen refuse
to take me with themselves.

16

My gown is at my shoulders torn;
alas my head is bare-
O sisters in your Bhambore fair
What have I now to do?

II

17

From grief and woe she did obtain
the lead, to walk the way;
It was from guidance of the pain
she Punhu found at last.-

18

A hundred comforts I will give
and bargain too my head,
If in exchange I may instead
a single sorrow get.

19

Sweet sorrow, do not you depart
as went away my love...
To none I may pour out my heart
but you, since he has left.

20

Sorrow, joys' beauty constitute;
joys without sorrows spurn;
By virtue of such sorrow's mood
my love comes to my arms

21

We walk in fellowship with 'Care'
but keep the world at bay-
When even very young we were,
sorrow made home with us.

III

22

Those who are seeking for the friend,
one day the friend will find;
The seeking ones will at the end
reach loved-ones domicile.-

23

No more alive...or dead...yet death
I feel is claiming me...
Beloved...I give up my breath
in longing now for thee.-

24

Had you died yesterday, you'd met
your Punhu yesterday,
All hale-and-hearty, never yet
succeeded finding love.

25

As soon or late I death must see;
may I in mountains die...
Sisters, so that my death should be
on my Beloved's count.

26

Better in mountains cut and sore,
striving for Punhu, die-
That all the world for ever more
thy love shall glorify.-

27

She follows in pursuit, calls, cries-
but smiles when tracks she finds;
Who turns one step back when she dies
shall ne'er the loved-one see.-

28

As night advances, swifter grows
her step and swifter still...
Her innocent mind nothing knows
but the word: "rider-spouse".

29

Don't cease to call persistently;
keep calling, begging still-
Then riding-men may suddenly
relax, remembering thee.

30

To whate'er you in life adhere,
Links after death remain;
And those who cannot see Hoat here
How will they see him 'there'?

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"The strongest man in this world is the one who stands most alone"