After Lalitha (Bendre's elder sister) death, DRB (Da.ra. bendre) reveal to Vaaman Bendre (younger brother) about why and when he wrote this kavana.
It was when he (DRB) was returning from Pune after hearing that his son is ill and needs his help immidietly. He (DRB) started to home soon. He was still in Ranebennuru, heard that his son is no more. Just laying his head to the buss window and wind wyping his tears, in remembrances of his son and wife consolidated all his veins in this kavana.
He reached his home, consoles wife Laxmibaai and just sat on the chair, next to his son’s dead body and grieving wife shedding tears. She saw at him, he just glanced at her eyes and find that lightening just went through his body. Glanced at her again, still she was looking at him with full tears in her eyes, trying to fall. And his eyes said…
Ibbani toledaru haalu mettida kavala kantiya hannu
Even after the fog, like still find milky layer on leaves
Hole holeva hang kanneeru, hennu heLu ninnvena ee kannu
That shinny eyes with full bright tears, aren’t they yours?
Digalaag annathada jeeva ninnu kannare kandu ommigila
Phew! My heart sighs and holds its beats as I could turn at you
Hunnivi chandirana hena Bantu mugilaag telut hagal
And there comes my sons dead body as if full moon has set on bright sky.
Daarile nenedu kai hidide neenu, tannaga anthana tilidu
Biduvalli innanu boodi muchchida kenda idantha tilidu
Mugilu kattarasi nelak biddara nelak neli innelli
Aa gaade maat nambi, naanu devarathe tilidiena nee nann
He hold his sons body and while starting to burial ground, she tries to touch her sons cold hand. She can’t resist taking her hand off son’s body and saw at her husband. He again cries inside him talking to himself asked “do you think I’m god and going to return your son like Sati Saavitri made her husband to return? Don’t believe in such old idiom.”
Ninna kanninyage kaaluru maleyu, nadu naduk huchcha nagi yaak
Why is that fake smile to console me as you wear that Kaalur’s heavy rain in your eyes?
Hani vodayalikke bandantha moda tadedhang gaaliya nevaka
You think Holding your tears that should not fall and bring grieve inside me, looks like the cloud which has come to melt down, and stopped in fake reason of bluster.
Attare attu bidu honalu barali nakkyak marasathi dukka
You ought to cry and let there be fresh dusk aftermath why to hide your sorrow by this fake smile.
Yedebadisi kedavu, birigannu byad, tuti kachchi hidiyadiru dukkha.
Cry out from your soul, don’t resist it and bite your lips with half an eye open.
