Guru Nanak Chamatkar (Part 2)-Bhai Vir Singh English ... - Vidhia.com

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Dodo Rani
The beautiful river Ravi has left her icy abode, and traversing through
high and low hilly rocks, jungles and stones reached the plains near
Madhopur.
Even from here it is going ahead, kilometers and kilometers of green
fields are blossoming on both sides. In between these, the river Ravi, engrossed
in love, is moving day and night towards the sea that is her Lord.
It is a sweet and rosy season. The hot season is over. The pinching cold
has not yet come. It is comfortable, lOvingly cool, sweet, giving freshness to
the eyes and is soothing to the face. Nights are cold enough to keep one
indoors but daytime is not so cold. Itis afternoon. There is a light cool breeze.
The sun is hot but it is not bad.
One village woman is sitting on the branch of a fallen tree near a bank of
the river Ravi. Nearby is a big Teak tree from where a mixture of sun and
shade is falling on her. It is neither cold because of the shade nor hot because
ofthe sun. On the ground is lying an empty earthen pot ofbuttermilk. On the
top of the pot is a bronze bowl and in this bowl is a cloth from which bread
seems to have been taken out.
The woman has joined both her hands and her wrist is on her knees. She
is looking towards the north of the river. Her ears are attentive and she is
sitting still as if in meditation.
She is young in age and tall in stature. Her body is neither heavy nor thin
or weak. Her complexion is slightly wheatish. She has sharp features, a longish'
but a little roundish face. There is a charm in her eyes, but at this moment her
eyes are focused on something and are serene. When she moves her eyes, it
shows that she is a sensible lady.
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