Bhadon

In Bhädau, the bride in the bloom of youth strays in doubt, but she afterwards regrets. The ponds and meadows are filled with water. It is the rainy season the time of merry-making. It rains during the dark night, How can the young bride have peace ? The frogs and peacocks shriek. ‘Beloved, my beloved’ cries and shrieks the pied-cuckoo and the snakes go about biting. The mosquitoes sting and the pools are filled to the brim. Without her Lord, how can the wife obtain comfort ? I will ask my Guru and walk accordingly