| Description |
This song is a Ghasyari geet, which women sing while they cut grass. The lyrics here describe the burasa, which is the rhododendron. A girl calls out to her friend Rupa, who wants to become a rhododendron, fly away like a bird, or hide in the sky. It describes the Himalayas clad in silver snows, casting dappled shadows. It talks of the sorrows of the Ghasyaris whose hearts are sad and whose eyes are always thirsty. Ghasyari songs are often sad and yearn for an absent husband or lover. Recorded and collected by Ragini S. Deshpande |
