Devdas Page #9

"Sway and sway

spin around"

"Sway and spin"

"Sway and sway

Sway and spin"

"The throb sways my heart

My sould spins around"

"sways and sway

sway and spin"

"The throb sways my heart

My sould spins around"

"I dare that evil eye

or let thunder strike"

"In spite of the evil eye

or the thunders"

"Rain or storm ..."

"I'll wear my dancing bells

-I'll wear my anklets"

"I will give in

to the ecstasy..."

of the throb...

"that sways my heart,

spins my soul"

"Swaying and swaying

swaying and spinning around"

"My heart sways

My sould spins around"

"Enjoy the chimes of the bells"

"Awe the love her eyes for her beloved"

"Why the crescendo?

Is it longing?"

"For the memories of a life of sorrow

waiting for her loved one"

"He's in the red dot I wear"

"He's in the dream in my eyes"

"He is in you body and soul"

"Your heart beats for him"

"I remember him in the chime"

"I remember him in the tinkle"

"I remember him in the chime

of my jewels"

"I remember him in the tinkle

of my jewels"

"I'll wear my bells"

"And I'll wear my anklets"

"And we'll dance

swaying and spinning"

"Swaying and swaying

swaying and spinning"

"My heart sways

my soul spins"

"Sways and sways

sways and spins"

"My heart sways

my soul spins"

"You've given me a world..."

"of your own happinesses"

"You've given me..."

"so much happiness"

"I wish you never part from him"

"I wish you would marry him"

"To him you are priceless"

"I am worthless sand

under his feet"

"But I'll wear my bells"

"And I'll wear my anklets"

"But I'll wear my bells"

"And I'll wear my anklets"

"And we'll dance

swaying and swirling"

"Swaying and swaying

swaying and spinning"

"My heart sways

my soul spins"

"Swaying and swaying

swaying and spinning"

"My heart sways

my soul spins"

Wonderful

What a display of true colour

An aristocrat and a courtesan

come together

"What are you saying?

- That which you see, Badi-Ma"

And what everyone is watching

"This woman, whom Mother-in-law

calls a friend, is a whore"

Yes Mother-in-law?

What am I hearing Parvati?

Why are you silent? Answer.

- She is embarrassed

Landlords did keep whores

Now even a lady of the manor makes

friendships in brothels. Wonderment

That's stripping without touching.

You started the farce. I ended it

No Kali Babu, if men could

enact farce, what need for whores?

You would've had

your brothel too

You know it

and it's commonplace

It is the aristocrat

who brings cheer to the brothels

And bastards are born

of aristocrats of your ilk

Call them illegitimate if you will,

but aristocracy runs in their veins

Company of the aristocracy doesn't

confer status to the courtesan

Absolutely correct, Badi-Ma. But why

should the lady be embarrassed?

If she spoke a few kind words to me,

it's because she considers me human

He who frequents the alleyways

of disrepute ought to be ashamed

The very dens littered with trophies

of the lust of his forefathers

Have you thought? You might have

a sister somewhere in the brothels

Why sister? You might even

visit your daughter's...

In the soil

at the courtesan's doorstep...

is moulded the image of the goddess.

The soil isn't impotent

Now the farce ends

I return, lady...

back to my world,

to those disreputable alleys...

where I might someday find

Dev Babu again

Farewell

Before leaving,

I wish to apologise

Talking in public

about Chandramukhi was a mistake

I didn't make the other mistake.

I told your husband and Badi Ma...

about your friendship

with Devdas

You liked twisting my ear? I would

cut your nose to spite your face

Goodbye

Not at Parvati,

fingers will be raised at us

The matter must end

here and now

Did you ask for me?

- Yes Parvati

I would like to know...

- Who Devdas is?

Devdas is a childhood friend,

he was body, I was soul

He is my love and he is my vanity

and he is with me, always

Do you realise what you are saying?

- Same as what you told me

You're now the lady of the manor,

the mother of my children. No doubt

But Subhadra, I can never forget.

- Subhadra was my wife

Subhadra was your first love.

Devdas is mine

First love, like years

can never be obliterated

Parvati, you are forgetting.

You are the lady of the manor

Maybe that's reason for my guilt?

I'll accept any penalty you decree

Of course you will be punished

The very men who paid obeisances

to this manor are enjoying a farce

You may never step out of the manor.

This is your punishment

But what punishment, Parvati?

We are the ones being punished

The lamps we lit in celebration

have set fire to our house

Always put out the fires

that threaten your home

"Fun, frolic and friends"

"Without you, life was desolate.

With you, comes the cheer"

"Why care for outcomes?

Let's raise cheer"

"Yes friend?"

"Let clink the glasses"

"Let clink the glasses,

whatever the outcome"

"Let clink the glasses,

whatever the outcome"

"And hear the chhalak-chal

in the swirl"

"Music, when my cup floweth over"

"And hear the dhamk-dhamk-dham

inside your heart..."

when you clink the glasses

"This madeira"..."

"This madeira" showers

a rain of memories"

"In every spill, madeira

cheats the heart"

"The madeira coursing down

tells..."

"tales of hearts"

"Like lightning in hearts,

it strikes clouds of sorrow"

"And when it reaches the heart..."

"it evokes..."

"memories of her"

"Oh for a glimpse..."

"Oh for a glimpse of her"

"That's..."

"what little I pray for"

"So little I pray for"

"Mira dances for her

Ghanshyam..."

"she dances in gay abandon"

"Hear the jhanak-jhank-jhan

in the chime of her anklets"

"I'm in love,

I don't care for censure"

"And how..."

"Now hear the thirak-thirak?

That's my heart dancing away"

Even a drop of alcohol

is poison for him

Any moment may be treacherous

Try to keep him in good cheer

Oh God!

What is this Dharamdas?

Cry and you will make me cry too

And people will call me a courtesan

who cannot enact a farce

We got to keep Dev Babu

in good cheer, no?

Game over. I win again

No point playing with you!

You've robbed us blind

A few more games with you and

you'll make me sell this brothel

Stop giggling and get lost

Time for your medicine.

I'll send it over

In a chalice. Else, it won't work.

- Even contemplating it is lethal

Met Paro?

How did you find my Paro?

- If love be personified...

Paro's would be the being,

hers the very heart

Forbidden though it is, I always

end up with a metaphor about eyes

One Paro

and one, Chandramukhi

One, sentimental, vivacious

And you...

how delicate, how demure

She is fickle, like a doe,

gushing like a river...

the liar, the butterfly, the Moon

and you...?

Poem? Ballad?

Some tears, sometimes fire

Everyone loves her.

- And you, unloved by all

except by me.

Chandramuki

What is this, Chandramukhi?

I was likening you to fortitude

What you turn out to be? Wax doll?

Look at you, melting away

Will you let the candle melt away

and cast me in dark?

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