Sadhu. Khetromani! Khetromani! Open your eyes fully my daughter.
Khetro. My mother! my father! Ah, it is an axe! (Turns on the other side).[1]
Reboti. Let me take her on my lap; she will remain quiet there. (Comes to take her on her lap).
Sadhu. Do not take her up; she will faint.
Reboti. Am I so very unfortunate! Ah! Ah! My Harana is as Kartika on his peacock.[2] How can I forget him? Dear me! my Siva!
Sadhu. Raychurn is gone a long time ago; he is not yet come.
Reboti. Our eldest Babu preserved her from the grasp of the tiger. The young Saheb killed my daughter, and the elder one killed the eldest Babu. Ah! Ah! there is no one to preserve the poor.
Sadhu. What virtuous actions have I done, that I shall see the face of my grand-child?
Khetro. My body is cut off—a cracked Tangrah (a fish) Ah! ah!
Reboti. I think the ninth of the moon is closed;[3] my image of gold is to go to the water, and what means shall I have? Who shall call me mother! mother! Did you bring her for this purpose. (Taking hold of Sadhu's neck, weeps).
Sadhu. Be silent, don't weep now; she will faint.
- ↑ These are words which are expressed through great grief.
- ↑ Kartika is taken to be the most lovely in appearance among the gods—the symbol of male beauty. He is the son of Siva and Doorgah.
- ↑ Here, the reference is to the last of the three days in which the goddess Doorgah is worshipped; and the last day is taken to be one of great pain, because on that day she is to take her departure from her parents to go to her husband Siva.
