Chaubolay, Verse 10 — breaking the necklace of pride
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My Beloved has lotus eyes lined with dark kohl, and a lovely face like the moon.
O Musan, I am lost in this mystery; I break the necklace of pride into pieces.
When you see the Beloved's beauty, pride falls apart.
The verse describes the Beloved. Kamal nain: eyes like lotus flowers. Chandar badan: a face like the moon. The lover is magan, completely lost in love, caught up in the One's maramm, the mystery.
And then the haar, the necklace, is broken into bits. Here that necklace is pride. It is something we wear to look important.
Think of a kid who shows off a fancy watch. Then they see a sky full of shooting stars and forget the watch completely. Nobody made them take it off. The beauty did it.
What beauty makes you forget to show off?
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