Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
You could have the fastest horses and elephants to ride. You could have sweet-smelling oils, and comfort and beauty all around.
There could be music and shows and every entertainment there is. And even then, the mind still wouldn't settle into contentment.
This one says no amount of fun can buy contentment.
The verse is a list of luxuries. Horses as fast as the wind. Elephants to ride. Cho-aa chandan, sweet sandalwood oil. Nat naatik, actors and shows, and singing. Every pleasure of the senses.
And yet: taa meh man santokh na paa-i-aa — in all of it, the mind found no santokh, no contentment.
This carries on the confession from the first verse. Not just power and status, but every comfort too, with the same empty result. Think of a birthday with a mountain of presents. By evening, you are already wondering what comes next.
When you've had a whole day of fun things, does the fun itself make you content? What does?
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