Draupadi’s Disrobing Incident
She was born from the fire pit, she was the embodiment of beauty.
Drupada slept in that knowledge, mother was in the form of speech.
Today she fell on the ground, inferior even to her aura.
She was the queen of Indraprastha, but was humbled by the glory.
Black, clean, soft body, burning with humiliation.
Lalna seemed hurt, with broken pride.
There was thick anger on the face, tears were flowing from the eyes.
The hair strands were flying scattered like a black snake.
Dhritarashtra’s grandfather and Dronacharya were also sitting together.
All the brave men are respected, just rubbing their hands.
That queen was Rajswala, standing surrounded in the court.
Those who were worshiped in the world are being pulled by evil.
The doors of the doors were closed, everyone there left Vidur and went to the court.
Kauravas have now crossed their limits with their words.
Karna says, now disrobe Panchali from Duhshasan.
Pandavas have lost in Chausar, now fill your heart with this.
Seeing Krishna becoming timid, the brave is his master.
Everyone was sitting there helpless, whom the world calls famous.
Everyone there was mournful and silent, cowering in shame.
Who is mine Draupadi, when will he be able to answer?
Draupadi standing in the middle of the meeting, asking for alms.
She says to the Raj Sabha, have you forgotten all the education?
Today I am here in one dress, falling in droves.
Religious leaders, do you feel even a little bit of shame?
What is your respect in the world, am I not respected?
Why are Pandavas sitting at stake, don’t I have pride?
You are sitting silent, the light of the grandfather’s clan has dimmed.
Today I felt that this earth was inferior to the brave men.
Draupadi standing holding her clothes, Dushasan standing nearby.
Duryodhan says bring it now, give me seat on his thigh.
Now she could save her self-respect, she got entangled with destiny.
I fought to the best of my ability against the mighty Kauravas.
Now that Rajya Sabha has been forgotten, that decorum has been forgotten.
Tears welled up like a river, the pain increased when it became too much.
She forgot her body again, forgot the world.
Just remember Kishan Kanhai, who was our childhood love.
Come listen Dwarka residents, Banwari is Girdhari.
Prem Roop Gopi Ballabh Now, life seems heavy.
I am facing insult here, listen oh mighty one.
Pandavas have defeated me, listen to the strange game.
Govinda O Krishna Kanhai, come become the giver of life.
Where are you hiding Brajnandan, you are the knower of the entire world.
Meet! I am standing in refuge, protect me today.
Madhusudan, to save my shame, come and hold my arm.
Hearing the cry of ‘O Kanha, come’, Vasudha was trembling.
Compassion in timid, humid voices, the wind there is speaking.
Draupadi fell unconscious again, the flag of religion was crying.
Today a woman loses her glory among men.
Dushasan, intoxicated with lust, pulls his clothes vigorously.
All the timid sounds of Krishna were lost in the noise.
That noisy gathering, when did you understand the peer?
She started panting and pulling, tearing Drupada’s thread.
The land became huge, ten yards of cloth became immense.
Making Draupadi naked was beyond the capability of the Kauravas.
Krishna Kanhai resided in the dirty rags of menstruation.
He came in the form of clothes, in the presence of Drupadasuta.
When the fierce darkness and darkness come to destroy.
Knowledge, respect, dignity and strength become a support to everyone.
God is saying as a witness, friends are always yours.
There is no companion in times of separation, who never leaves you crying.
All say Jai to Madhusudan, say Jai to Girdhari.
When you say all my friends, say Jai to Banwari.
Hail to the one who is with you, Hail to the queen of emotions.
Hail the king of immortal love, Hail the love story.
