Love-nest in a love-city

Pireeti nogore bosoti koribo pireete bândhibo ghar

Pireeti dekhiya podoshi koribo tâ bine shokol por.

Pireeti dârer kobât koribo pireete bândhibo châl

Pireeti âshoke sadâi thâkibo pireete gonâibo kâl.

Pireeti pâlanke shoyon koribo pireeti sithân mâthe

Pireeti bâlishe âlish tyajibo thâkibo pireeti sâthe.

Pireeti sarase sinân koribo pireeti anjan lobo

Pireeti dharma pireeti karam pireete porâno dibo.

Pireet nâshâr beshor koribo dulibe noyono kone

Pireeti-anjana lochane

poribo dwija chandidâse bhone.

Meaning

In a love-city I’ll build a love-nest,

Choose love-neighbors and estrange the rest.

I’ll make love-doors, build love-roof,

And love-hope will keep me alive.

I’ll live for love.

I’ll sleep on a love-bed on a love-pillow,

And the love-mattress will rid me of fatigue.

I’ll live with love.

I’ll bathe in a love-pond and anoint myself with love.

Love is my dharma and love is my karma,

I’ll die for love.

I’ll wear a love-nosering that will love-play near my eyes.

Thus speaks poet Chandidâs with ‘love-kohl’-ed eyes.

10 thoughts on “Love-nest in a love-city

  1. Radhe Radhe. Recently i stumbled on to an old and tattered text of Chandidas with poems that he had actually written describing his affair with Raamini, the village washer-woman. Although there is a lot of folklores and cinemas in Bengal dealing with this, i had always ignored it. But now as i pored over every line, i discovered a much greater Chandidas to whom i feel more close. Apparently Chandidas turns out to be a great lover…..in fact there is a plethora of love strewn all around ! 😀 The picture that emerges is like this – Chandidas is in love with Raamini, Raamini is in love with Chandidas, both are in love with Baanshuli devi (Durga devi who was the village deity), Baanshuli devi is in love with them and all three are in love with Radha-Krishna (the best part). In the beginning Chandidas is reluctant to go open abt the relation, since he admits that society would be shocked since he was such a saintly Vaishnav……..(you know, the “Chandidas, et tu?”). Then, Baanshuli devi instructs Chandidas (of course, in poetry) that he should perfrom Radha-Krishna bhajan which is very easy, along with Raamini, and gives him a sermon on the pitfalls of promiscuity. Chandidas has even written a tongue-in-cheek poem abt how the brahmins whom he had invited for prasaadam, asked for more and more, 😆 and later on when they found out that Raamini had cooked it, they were angry with him and accused him of destrying their caste and creed. So Chandidasji, here is a kalaam aapke naam – Ishq daulat, ishq amaanat, Ishq parasteesh, ishq ibaadat, Ishq khuda hai, ishq bandagi Ishq amrit, ishq zindagi, Ishq me ekbaar markar yaaron, Dekho jeene ka mazaa kya hai. 😛
  2. Radhe Radhe! WOW!! Very very sweet!!! 😀 24-hrs surrounded by love!!!
    Chandidas has even written a tongue-in-cheek poem abt how the brahmins whom he had invited for prasaadam, asked for more and more, 😆 and later on when they found out that Raamini had cooked it, they were angry with him and accused him of destrying their caste and creed.
    Poor brahmins — got little taste of love…and alas, their dharma made them poorer still…. 😆
  3. Dear Lady, Would you mind translating this last portion from Bengalli to English, please? Thanks. 😀
  4. …or Hindi to English, sorry its very unclear to me right now what that language is…
  5. It’s Urdu… 😀 But I’ll leave the translation for her only…and moreover I haven’t learnt Urdu anywhere…just it’s similarity with Hindi makes me get it…
  6. OK Sunita, Altho i consider it a mahad-aparaadh to render Urdu into Eng, i’ll do it just once for ur sake 🙂 – “LOVE is wealth, LOVE is treasure LOVE is ‘puja’, LOVE is ‘bhajan’ LOVE is Divinity, LOVE is devotion LOVE is elixir, LOVE is life Just die once in LOVE and u’ll come alive my friend !” Radhe Radhe.
  7. Wow. What happened? Spring fever got you? Don’t worry, monsoon season is right around the corner, that should cool you off. 😎
  8. Radhe ! Whoever heard of the great Indian Monsoon cooling? 😆 25 % of Vidyapati’s passionate poems are based in the monsoon season. So the shower will only get torrential. 😈 Spring fever got you? Yeah !!!! Please give me an antidote, do. 🙁

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