Showing posts with label Surdas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Surdas. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Main Nahin Makhan Khayo

मैं नहीं माखन खायो। Main Nahin Makhan Khayo  - Dear Mother, I didn't eat the butter - Surdas

Surdas is a famous Braj language Indian poet of Bhakti movement. He was blind from birth yet his devotion to Lord Krishna is visible from the imagery created by his poems in praise of Krishna and Radha. On the occasion of birth anniversary of Lord Krishna i.e Krishna Janamashtami (25th August 2016), I am presenting here one of Surdas's famous couplet with translation 'Main Nahin Makhan Khayo' describing the mischievousness of Bal Krishna (Young Krishna). Happy Janmashtamai. For more on this couplet please visit : Surdas' Main Nahin Makhan Khayo 



मैय्या मोरी मैं नहीं माखन खायो।  
Maiyya Mori Main Nahin Makhan Khayo.

Dear Mother, I didn't eat the butter.

भोर भयो गैयन के पाछे, मधुवन मोहिं पठायो ।
चार पहर बंसीबट भटक्यो, साँझ परे घर आयो। 
Bhor Bhayo Gaiyyan Ke Peeche, Madhuvan Mohin Pathayo,
Char Pahar Basinbat Bhatkyo, Sanjh Pare Ghar Aayo.

I am looking after the cows in the Madhuban forest, since the morning
Whole day I was roaming, playing flute and returned only in the evening.

मैं बालक बहिंयन को छोटो, छींको किहि बिधि पायो ।
ग्वाल बाल सब बैर परे हैं, बरबस मुख लपटायो। 
Main Balak Bahiyan Ko Choto, Jhinkon Kihi Bidhi Payo,
Gwal Baal Sab Bair Pare Hain, Barbas Mukh Laptayo.

I am a child with small hands, how could I reach the butter pot up there,

My friends are jealous of me, they forcefully rubbed butter over my face here.

तू जननी मन की अति भोरी, इनके कहे पतिआयो ।
जिय तेरे कछु भेद उपजि है, जानि परायो जायो। 
Tu Janani Man Ki Ati Bhori, Inke Kahe Patiaayo,
Jiye Tere Kachu Bhed Upaji Hai, Jani Parayo Jayo,

Oh mother you're too innocent and believed these friends of mine easily,

Since I am not your real son,like outsider you are not taking me seriously.

यह लै अपनी लकुटि कमरिया, बहुतहिं नाच नचायो ।
'सूरदास' तब बिहँसि जसोदा, लै उर कंठ लगायो। 
Yeh Lo Apni Lakuti Kamariya, Bahutahin Naach Nachayo,
'Surdas' Tab Bihansin Jasoda, Lai Urr Kanth Lagayo.

Take your stick and blanket again to let me dance at your tune more,
Surdas saw Yashoda melting at that point,hugged him and showed love so pure.

This is the video of this Bhajan in Anup Jalota's voice :


Sunday, August 25, 2013

Krishna Come On Earth

Krishna Come On Earth

Krishna come again on earth,
to teach us what's Love's worth.

Play your flute to soothe our souls,
so peace spreads in the world whole.

Lord Krishna is the most loved and famous Hindu God. His devotees spreads not only in India and South Asia but in the whole world. His birthday is celebrated as Janmashtami,the god who taught the value of love and karma have many followers since his existence is known two of the most famous among them are Surdas and Mira Bai. They devoted their whole life in his devotion and wrote many bhajans( devotional songs) in his praise. On the occasion of Janmashtami, I am sharing one padd (couplet) of each of them. Happy Janmashtami.


1. म्हारो प्रणाम ( My Obeisance) - Meera Bai


म्हारो प्रणाम बांके बिहारी को।            My Obeisance to Banke Bihari( Krishna)                   

मोरमुकुट माथे तिलक बिराजे,            Peacock-feather crown,tilak on forehead,
कुंडल अल्कां कारी को,                         has hanging on ear-hoops hair strands,

अधर मधुर बंसी बजावे,                       Plays flute with his beautiful lips,
रीझ रिझावे राधा प्यारी को,                For Dear Radha's enticing bliss, 

या छब देख मगन भई मीरा,                Seeing this image,Meera is enchanted,
मोहन गिरिवरधारी को।                      By Mohana - who lifted the mountain.


2. स्याम विरह ( Without Shyam) - Surdas

निसिदिन बरसत नैन हमारे,              Day & night our eyes are shedding tears,

सदा रहत पावस ऋतु हम पर,            Season of rain has dawned on us,    
जब ते स्याम सिधारे।                         since Shyam has left.

अंजन थिर न रहत अंखियन में,         Kohl don't stay in our eyes for long,
कर कपोल भए कारे।                          blackening hands and cheeks as we wept.

कंचुकि-पट सुखत नहिं कबहुँ,             Our stole and clothes never dries up,
उर बिच बहत पनारे।                          as if in bosom a river we kept.

आँसू सलिल भए पग थाके,                 Tears became water,our feet tremble,
बहे जात सित तारे।                             flowing like white stars being bereft.

'सूरदास' अब डूबत है ब्रज,                  Says 'Surdas',Braj is drowning(in tears),
काहे न लेत उबारे।                               why not Krishna eases our heft.