Disruption in happiness

After getting married, the girl went to her palace. The old women slipped here and there. The daughter-in-law's friends took Rao towards her palace. There was a song going on on the way. So many moonlight beauties were singing the songs of suhaag. Rao ji slipped there while walking. The songs and appearance of the women cast a spell on them. Stood there. The dreams ran. One put moonlight, second sojni and third put pillows. Five-seven sakhis together erected a small awning. Rao ji became a lute, then what was it and sat there. Two Khawas stood with right and left stern, two chanwars started to move and the fan started to move. Nice summer night. The moonlight was shining. A cold wind was blowing. The sweet fragrance was spread all around and Rao ji was making fun and tinkering with the fairies who became Indra in that paristan. The choirs were silent, and at some distance in front there were a few dancers waiting for a ready-made signal.

One of the girls who did the ruckus went ahead and saluted Rao ji and sat a little away from Sojni and signaled to the singers that yes, do something, khadi mukh kya takti ho.

Just the tabla was thumped and the singers started singing in high and sweet notes –

bhar la ae sughad kalali

Pivanvalo millions cry

This girl, who was popularly known as Chandrajyoti, presented it in front of Rao laughingly filled with red wine in a green emerald cup. He drank with great passion and returned the cup filled with ashrafis. Chandrajyoti got up and saluted and after breaking the moonlight around her neck, pouring it from Moti Rao ji started throwing it towards the singers. The singers started singing in the melody of Sorath.

Make Biraj Desan sandalwood turn Meeron Pahaan

Garuda Khagan Lanka Garhan Rajkulan Rathore

(Vraj in the country, sandalwood in the forests, Meero in the mountains, Garuda among the birds and Lanka among the forts. Similarly, the house of Rathore is the highest among all the royal families.)

Chandrajyoti again filled the cup and gave it to Rao ji and the songs started singing-

drink drink run chadho rata rakho nain

Your water will die, you will get happiness San.

(Drink wine and go up to fight, keep your eyes red so that your enemies may die and friends are happy.)

Daru Delhi Agra Daru Bikaner

Drink daru sahab hundred rupan ra fer

(Wine is Delhi Agra and liquor is Bikaner. Oh sir, drink alcohol, each round of it is worth a hundred rupees)

Sorath to milk good cloth or white

Woman is a good horse, good horse

Bhar la ye sughad kaalali.

(The couplet in the posts, the white cloth in the clothes, the young woman in the women and the Kumait horse in the horses. O little one bring wine.)

The playing of these songs and the allurement of the women who broke the fast of the ascetics took away Rao ji's heart. The chorus of the singers on it became even more disturbing. Rao ji was so engrossed in the melodious and joyous melody that he forgot his newly wedded bride, who was standing waiting for him with open arms.

Seeing the path of Raoji, Umaid's intoxicated eyes started blinking. No matter how many captives went to call them, but Rao ji could not get up from the crowd of those fairies till the night was very less.

When the queen saw that she did not come because of someone else's call, she told her fickle friend Bhairali that now it is your job to bring Rao ji. He said that Rao ji is not in your mood at this time, don't send me. But the Umaid did not agree and sent him.

Here the wedding ceremony was also decorated. The songs were sitting ready. Wine bottles were selected. Gajak was covered in saucers. It was only late for the king to come. The queen was convinced that if Bhairali is gone, she will definitely drag the king. Indicated the singers to tease something and she started singing in sweet notes-

come to the palace, sir

Daru ra Bharo, come to the palace, be a king

Kadri Johun Sejan Baat Ho

(Your Majesty, take the glory to the palaces. O wine lovers, let's go to the palaces. I am getting restless waiting on the SEZ for a long time.)

According to the occasion, Umade smiled after listening to the song and then lowered his eyes in shame. At this time, the intoxication of his youthful heart, which was happening to him, cannot be described. The dreams and friends were run on their own to see if the king was not coming. The girlfriend was getting restless from the wait. The singers sang the second band of the song-

Mathura Pungal Parag Maro Lahori Bhatner

Derawar Garh Ghazni and Nagar Jaisalmer

Come to the palace, be your lord.

(Mathura, Pungal, Prayag, Marwar, Lahore, Ghazni Derawar, Bhatner and Jaisalmer, all these countries belong to the Bhatis. O Maharaj, take the glory to the palaces)

Now the friends offered some Asharfis to Gadane after offering them on Umade and they happily started this second song –

starry night flowers shaded sage

The fair is shadowed, come the beloved, begain bega.

color as our rao

(O Mere Rao, loot the joy of youth. The night is full of stars, sage flowers and the zeal of white fun, dear, come soon and loot happiness.)

In this, a fan said that there Rao ji is sitting in a drunken state and the songs of the jug and the cup are being played. Hearing that, the singers started singing here too, just changed their positions.

Bhar la ae sughad kalali daru wine ro

Sone re bhatti saroon rupe hi ghar naar

drink hands, drink money standing prince

(O sweet saki, bring a bottle of wine. I should make a furnace of gold and a beacon of silver. The queen, holding the cup in her hand, says, Prince, you drink.)

Mango Fruits Leafy Son Mhow Fruits Patkhoy

Tako Ras Sajan Pee Laj Kahan Te Hoy

(Mango fruits with leaves and Mahua loses its leaves. Sajan drinks his juice, then why should he be ashamed? At the time when Mahua flowers appear, all the leaves fall off. There is a pimple in the leaf. Pat means leaf as well as shame. This means that if alcohol is made from shame, then why can the drinker be ashamed.)

There has been a call in the palaces and, O son, prince, you have no time to come. Here, playful, shrewd, flabby, flaky, flabby, Balkhati reached Rao ji in such a way that he thought of her as a queen and went with him in the fun of youth and alcohol. Bhairali also thought it right to take them away from there. But she was also a girl of bubbly health, Rao was tempted to see her eyes falling on herself. It is not said that the prisoner is not a queen, she is a prisoner. Rather, she deceived Rao ji and took her to her house. When Queen Umade heard this, she fell in silence. And his songs began to sing-

bhar la ae sughad kalali

First Tochi Kalali Hamara Maro Ji Re Le Bhalini

Now chhe alalari ghar naar

(Bhara la ae sweet Kalali, bring Angoori wine. At first, Kalali was his girlfriend, but now she has become the housewife of that Alijah.)

Bijliyan made chiyan up le ruliyan

Pardesiyan Ra Sajna Pati Jay Milliyan

(In the country of Jaisalmer, when the lightning shines, it goes upstairs. It is not possible to meet a foreigner like this)

Cotton tied with shepherd's linen

maid deeni bich gayi piu re pass

(She used to take sheep for them, but now she grazes tied cotton. Laundi was given in dowry, now she is shaken by Piya.)

The Umaid's Vilas Bhavan became cold in this indifference of Rao ji. His rising youth, I don't know what was the excitement in the heart. All the spirits were being created, what preparations had not been made to welcome her husband, she had left no stone unturned in the jug and the cup, dancing and singing, making-elections, but alas, everything remained untouched. She got up furious, said to the singers, you guys go, and pick up the jug and jam and slam it. The plate which was decorated very well for the aarti and which was lit up with golden lamps, she turned it upside down and in a state of sorrow, she slept with her face wrapped on the bed. It is difficult to guess the thoughts that were born in his heart at that time. If Rao Maldev had not been deluded like this, the room would have become heaven by now, the rounds of angoori wine would go on, the room would resonate with melodious melody – and the lover and the beloved would have enjoyed each other's darshan. But where are these things now?

It's morning Rao ji got intoxicated. When she saw the girl whom she thought was the queen, she was going towards the royal palace with a pot of water and a washbasin. Understood a big deception. At that moment he went to the palace blushing. Seeing the silence there, the desolation of the palace and the indifference of the queen, my heart sank. Speak-

Maan Gumani Kamini Umade Bad Bhaag

Maldev abandons Piya sitting in the seat.

(O Nazneen Umade with a great reputation, why are you stubbornly sitting on the sage with your beloved?)

Seeing Rao ji, she stood up, but did not speak anything from her mouth. Pulling the arch of the eyes, aiming at the arrows of the eyelids, twisting hands, turning her face, the blonde is sitting full of pee.

Khavas stood silent at a distance. The blood was drained because of the fear of Bhairali. But the singers did not stop. She started singing

oh wine master

Who made you drink wine?

Rao ji said a lot that I was drunk, because of this such a mistake happened, but the queen did not listen. The singers also sang many songs that obeyed Rao's gesture, but there was no effect on the queen. The day went very long in this mess. Eventually Rao ji came out of the palace thinking that he would convince him again. At the same time, his chieftain also got up from Rawal ji.

Rao ji did not think it right to risk his life by going inside the palace again. Requested Rukhsati from outside. Rawal ji also wanted that the distinction should not be opened. Farewell quietly.

Umade did not agree to go with Rao ji. When Raghoji astrologer heard this, he said that yesterday you loved Rao ji's life, did that love go on today? His life is still in danger, at this time there is no chance to get upset.

Hearing this, the queen became soft. She was the daughter of a Hindu king and a follower of Hindu religion, which teaches the wife to worship her husband. She went to her mother, wept for a while while hugging her friends, then drank two sips of water and sat quietly in Sukhpal.

At the behest of Rao ji, Uma Devi also made Bhairali sit in a separate chariot, but she took her devastation with her. The astrologer got along on the pretext of delivering. His son Chando ji had already joined Rao's army, because both of them were afraid that Rawal ji might repair them from behind. Because Rawal ji had suspected that due to the conspiracy of these two, the victim went out of hand.