Dewari’s Jora
Raipur. On Diwali, reader Roshan Sahu ‘Mokhala’ (Rajnandgaon) has written a poem ‘Eye Mela’.
Put your lips on the courtyard of the house, the couple looks amazing.
The couple of the house is ready to wear a bangle, you are here Didi Mantora.
Kubera is not able to take a bath this time, still you keep on working.
The unmarried Diya is for the ‘war’, she is staying in the courtyard for the whole year.
Put the girls on the bed, they will eat without any food.
The kitchen will be opened to make the kitchen, the cows and the cows will make the house smooth.
The house will be decorated with Hareli and the couple will dance, then why be proud. The house will be decorated with palanquins, Annapurna’s skirt, the beautiful rangoli will be decorated.
Laxmi Dai is coming to your feet, she is here for the whole year.
Give me the blessings and sing songs, wake up Gauri-Gauri.
The new daughter-in-law is the first bride, take all the clothes.
Gauri is dressed in a silken robe with a Kankan peacock feather, Gauri is taking a nap like Ganga.
Kumhra is the sweetest thing in the world, she eats with the cows.
When such a beautiful feeling is known, why do people have enmity with her?
The festival is played with a slow heart, gambling with cards brings wealth.
Life is called the four days, people are united with life and death.
