A SONG FROM BIMAL ROY'S " BANDINI "THAT BRINGS TEARS TO EYES ..

                                                   
                                                                       

BANDINI ......................... AB KE BARAS BEJ BHAIYAA KO BABUL……

I am a brother . A sister elder to me and another younger to me .Both married . I have had the privilege of being a younger as well as elder brother . Consequently , I have experienced the joy of giving Affection and also receiving the same . The elder brother trying to play a fatherly role to his younger married sister .The elder married sister trying to play a motherly role to her younger brother .A bond so pure and sincere .

And if a sister got tired of the monotony of life in her inlaw’s house , a visit to her parental home was all that could cheer her up once again . A message through the younger brother was expected . Would her dear father understand her Predicament and send her younger brother ? She wanted to come over to parental home at the first call . She wanted to be again a part of the happiness that she suddenly lost after her marriage . A Marriage that drove her away from her parental home, deprived her of innocent playfulness and cut her off from her childhood friends and companions. It deprived her of a carefree sleep as well.Can pain of separation have any other definition ?

Asha ji has poured her soul out to sing this song ( written by Shailendra ) on a tune composed by Great S D Burman. …A song that conveys the universal story of a married girl in our subcontinent..

..THE SONG BRINGS TEARS ...

Here is the song and my English rendering ……..

"Ab Ke baras Bheij Bhaiyaa Ko Babul

Saawan mein leejiyo Bulaai Re

Lautengi jab meray bachpan ki sakhiyaan

Deejiyo Sandesha Beejaai re

Anbuwaa talay Phir se jhule padengay

Rim-jhim padengi fuhaarein

Lautengi Phir teray Aangan mein Baabul

Saawan ki thndi Bahaarein

Chhalkay Nayan moraa kasakay Re jiya-raa

Bachapan ki jab yaad Aaye Re…

Bairan Jawaani ne Chheenay khilone

Aur meri Gudiya churaayi...

Babul thhi me teray naazon ki paali

Phir kyon huyee me paraayi...

Beetay Re Jug koyee chithiyaa na paati

Na koyee Naihar se Aaye Re.

Ab Ke baras Bheij Bhaiyaa Ko Babul

Saawan mein leejiyo Bulaai Re

Lautengi jab meray bachpan ki sakhiyaan

Deejiyo Sandesha Beejaai re “

( Shailendra )

“This year , Dear Father ,

Send my Younger brother ,

And Call me to your home in Saawan (Cool Rainy ) season .

When My childhood friends return to their parental homes ,

Send a message to me as well to Come Over .

 Below the Mango Tree ,

Once more the rope swings shall be hung ,

And once more,

The soft rain drops

Shall play music as they fall.

O Father !

In that courtyard

Of your house ,

Cool Ambiance shall visit once more.

My Heart aches,

My eyes rain tears ,

At these childhood memories…..

Turning a foe ,

This youth snatched My toys , My doll

And all my childhood .

O Father ! A proud daughter that you brought up ,

Got doled out to strangers ,

Why father ?

Why so ?

An age has passed by ,

And No communication from your side ,

Nor has any person turned up from My Parental home .

This year , Dear Father ,

Send my Younger brother ,

And Call me to your home in Saawan (Cool Rainy ) season .

When My childhood friends return to their parental homes ,

Send a message to me as well to “Come Over” .”

( Autar Mota )

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