Awath Shyam, Here comes Lord Krishna. Kathak dance thumri style.

Awath Shyam lachan chalae mukut dhar, The Blue Hued Lord, Krishna, shyly appears his head dress among the clouds in Brij or Brindavan; his residence on this earth. Murali easae bajae sab mae man ko harae, murali easae bajae kae sab kae man harae the song of his flute captures the hearts of everyone in Brij or Brindavan, kuch kanth brij mai jhoom jhoom chavath man mathvarae nainae sakhi man aur val dal, where do you ask Brij is, it is wherever the Lord is. Friends let us quickly go to herald his arrival. Awath Shyam lachan mukut dhar.

20th anniversary tribute to Princess Diana of Wales. Song by Nobel Prize recipient Poet Rabindranath Tagore. Nilo Onjono Ghono Punjo Chayay. Under the blue sky and among the lush gardens rest Queen of hearts.

The People’s Princess




Kensington Palace Gardens, Residence

Bonoloxmiro kompitho kai choncholo onthor, The goddess of wealth, Laxmi’s heart trembles with anticipation, Jhonkrito thaar jilliro monjir hae gombhir. Her anklets resound with the birth of the Solemn One, Nature in the form of God. Borshonogeetho holo mukhoritho meghomondritho chonde. Along with thunder, the rains come face to face with the divine bringing happiness. Kadhombobono gobhiro mogono aanondhodhono gondhae. In the shape of a lotus and among deep blue skies, the celebrations bring divinity to the world.  Nondhito thobo uthshobomondir hae gombhir.  In Monsoon season blessed is the festival of the Solemn One who is true and everlasting. Dhohonshoyonae thoptho dhoroni poraechilo pipashartha. To quench the burning heat of the earth’s dry soul  in the season of Chaitra,  pathale thaharae indroloker omritobariro bortha. Queen of wealth, Goddess Laxmi, sent blessings from the court of Indra, the divine Lord of the heavens. Matir kothin badha holo kheen dhikae dhikae holo dhirno. They remove the bondage of ignorance.  Nobo onkur joypothakay dhoratolo shomokirno. Like the gospel of Mathew, the Christian is freed from the Roman. New life in the shape of flowers have brought victory to defeat, truth from lies. Chinno hoyechae bondhir hae gombhir and the shackles of slaves were removed. Obeisance for the Solemn One, rain in the shape of God.