The hour of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) : A lovely feeling

The hour of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) : A lovely feeling

We will put millions of blessings,

In the lap of our daughter,

The hour of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

When our daughter will sit in the palanquin,

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A mother worries and worries,

When the daughter becomes young,

Whatever we had till now, we kept it carefully,

By reducing our needs,

Whatever we had collected since childhood,

We will dedicate all that to our daughter,

Beyond our means,

We will do everything for our daughter,

Her breath is tied,

With the thread of our breath,

We will put millions of blessings,

In the lap of our daughter,

The hour of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

Our daughter will sit in the palanquin,

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We will spread all the happiness at her feet,

Except for one fate,

She has an ocean of values ​​in her heart,

Except for one hatred,

Since childhood, we have raised our daughter,

With great care,

Never let the clouds of sorrow cover her face,

Ever since she has gained consciousness,

Never let her walk barefoot,

Never have she ever woken up from a light sleep,

We have taught her to respect her elders,

Since birth,

Mother Saraswati resides,

In her sweet voice,

We will put millions of blessings,

In our daughter's lap,

The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

When our daughter will sit in the palanquin with moist eyes,

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There is shyness in the eyes, intimacy in the words,

She takes responsibility on her shoulders,

The string of the heart is tied with the father That is why she is called papa's angel,

Her sweet smile,

All my happiness is sacrificed on her,

When yellow color will come on her hands,

When her relation will be established,

With a new family,

I have kept her on my eyelids,

Ever since our daughter has opened her eyes,

We will put millions of blessings,

In our daughter's lap,

The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

When our daughter will sit in the palanquin with moist eyes,

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The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi): With moist eyes

The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi)

Will make our eyes moist,

The new environment, new family,

New people, new world,

Will hardly be able to reduce our memories,

Looking like a doll,

Getting upset on every small thing,

I never knew I don't know,

When has she become a sleepyhead,

The one who charmed everyone's heart,

The one who cried on every little thing,

Today, where has her mischief disappeared,

Her innocent face has made a home in my heart,

We will pour millions of blessings,

In our daughter's lap,

The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

When our daughter will sit in the palanquin with moist eyes,

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To make her hands yellow,

When that auspicious occasion comes,

To make my eyes wet at her farewell,

When that auspicious occasion comes,

Holding her hand, I will make her sit in the palanquin,

I will hug her once more,

May she get all the happiness of this world,

May she always rule in that house,

Like the moon,

On her face,

Every day there should be a new spring,

No one should be angry with her,

Nothing from my heart She is attached like this,

Like fragrant flowers are attached,

To a thin branch,

We will pour lakhs of blessings,

In the lap of our daughter,

The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

When our daughter will sit in the palanquin,

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I am the father of that daughter whose voice is like that of a cuckoo,

I live every moment by seeing her charming face,

Why should I not be proud of such a daughter,

Who makes the whole house fragrant like a flower,

Stays ahead in every work,

Performs every duty responsibly,

Her face should be filled with as many colors of happiness,

As many colors are there in a rangoli,

We will pour lakhs of blessings,

In the lap of our daughter,

The moment of farewell (vidai ki ghadi) will come one day,

With our moist eyes,

When our daughter will sit in the palanquin,

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creater - Ram Saini