ਚੌਪਈ ॥

Chaupaee

‘My son named Bandon has died and God has revoked all his bliss.’

Saying so, he hit his head on the ground and, being in agony, wailed aloud.(5)

‘He had only one son and that died too,’ thinking this, Chattar started to cry as well.

Instantly, he took advantage and, in the blow pipe, he stole the gold.(6)

He threw hot pipe on the ground and amalgamated gold with the dust,

And said, ‘There was no body left in my house, who could look after my ashes.’(7)

When the woman ascertained goldsmith’s secret, she picked up a handful of dust and blew on his head saying,

‘Listen, Goldsmith, this dust is over your head, because you have no son in your house.(8)