If even a single droplet of rain falls, Dagh would depart for Calcutta, yet here in Azimabad we sit waiting for the monsoon.
In this delightful couplet, Dagh captures the restless pull of the monsoon and the longing for travel. A mere stray droplet of rain would be excuse enough for him to pack up and set off for the allure of Calcutta, yet he lingers in Azimabad (Patna), awaiting the full downpour of Sawan. It beautifully contrasts a tiny spark of impulse with prolonged anticipation, reflecting a lover's heart that is simply waiting for nature's permission to wander.
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