(Raag Malar)
Garjani Ghan Aru Damini, Chaatik Pik Suk Bolati Morani.
Syam Ghata Kaajar Hoon Ten Kaari, Umadi-Umadi Aayi Chahun Orani. [1]
Naanhi-Naanhi Bundani Barshani Laagyo, Taisiyai Rochak Pavan Jhakorani.
'Hita Dhruv' Pyari Pyar Saun Jhoolat, Piyhi Jhulaavati Nainani Korani. [2]
- Shri Hita Dhruvdas, Bayalees Leela, Padyavali (68)
With the arrival of the rainy season, the rumble of clouds, flashes of lightning, and the sweet melodies of the chataka bird, cuckoo, parrots, and peacocks bring immense pleasure. Clouds darker than kohl gather all around. [1]
Gentle raindrops begin to fall as cool breezes blow through, filling the air with serenity. Shri Hit Dhruvdas Ji says—upon beholding this enchanting scene, Shri Radha sways on the swing of love and, with the tender corners of Her eyes, swings Her beloved Krishna in love-bliss. [2]