You still do not even know how to apply henna properly; how, then, did you learn to attach your heart to strangers?

The poet captures a bittersweet blend of playful complaint, youthful innocence, and quiet jealousy here. Henna is a craft of patience and growing up; not knowing how to apply it properly highlights the beloved's sheer naivety and tender age. With an aching smile, the lover wonders how someone too green to manage a simple adornment could master something as complex and dangerous as giving her heart away to rivals. The clever wordplay between applying henna (lagani) and giving one's heart (lagana) makes the tease both sharp and tender.