Ghazal
Yashoda, When Will My Braid Grow?
In this verse, child Krishna innocently complains to his mother Yashoda about why his braid has not grown long and thick like Balarama's, despite him drinking milk regularly. It beautifully depicts the endearing charm of Krishna's childhood and the tender, affectionate bond between mother and son.
Source: Sankshipt Sursagar (Indian Press, 1924) · HI
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जसोदा कबहिं बढ़ैगी चोटी ।
किती बार मोहिं दूध पिवत भई यह अजहूँ हैं छोटी ॥
O Yashoda, when will my braid ever grow? How often have I drunk milk, yet it remains just as short as before!
Mother Yashoda, when will my braid of hair grow? I have been drinking milk for so long, yet it is still short.
2
तू जो कहति बलकी बेनी ज्यों ह्वैहै लाँबी मोटी ।
काढ़त गुहत न्हवावत ओछत नागिनि सी भ्वै लोटी ॥
You promised it would grow like Balarama's braid, both long and thick; yet through every combing, plaiting, washing, and drying, it never falls to writhe like a serpent on the ground.
You used to say that my braid would grow long and thick like Balarama's, and that while being combed, braided, and washed, it would reach down and trail on the ground like a serpent.
3
काचो दूध पिवावत पचिपचि देत न माखन रोटी ।
सूर स्याम चिर जीवौ दोउ भैया हरि हलधरकी जोटी ॥
You repeatedly feed me raw milk, giving neither butter nor bread; Surdas prays, long live the two brothers, the divine pair of Hari and Haladhar.
You repeatedly make me drink raw milk and do not give me butter or bread; Surdas says, may the pair of both brothers, Krishna and Balarama (Hari and Haladhar), live long.
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