This is for You !!!

Yesterday it was raining heavily, drenching toe to head she came just to meet me after all weather was in our favor. My silly gf, if you want to know ‘why am I calling her silly’? You should read ‘You know, Aaj duggu kho gaya tha” post.

Well, leave it for now, I was telling you yesterday’s happenings. Seeing her filled with enthusiastic romance I request her to sing something. She is very good in folk genre. After hundreds of requests at last she sang.

An old folk tale of Punjab and Rajasthan region was her choice. I am also a big fan of folk music so I cheerfully agreed. In that song a girl goes to fill her clay pail to some river or pond. Over there she requests her beloved to help her out in that. 

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So here I am writing the English translation of that typical folk number.

                                    Love itself is strange and its doings even stranger

Those who it pursues are left worthless

In this love, you can’t even say anything

You can neither shout nor can you stay quiet

Oh! I whirl and I twirl as I fill water in this clay pail

Oh! I whirl and I twirl as I fill water in this clay pail

Help me pick up the clay pail and place it on my head

I can’t lift it alone, my beloved

Oh! I whirl and I twirl as I fill water in this clay pail

While I was feeling water in my clay pail my necklace fell off

I dedicate to you, this blossoming youth

Don’t waste it

Please don’t waste this blossoming youth

Oh! I whirl and I twirl as I fill water in this clay pail

While I was feeling water in my clay pail

My pendant fell off from my forehead

In the book of my heart your name is written

Whichever page you turn to open

Oh! I whirl and I twirl as I fill water in this clay pail