English Reader (Special), Lesson-19 Song of Radha the Milkmaid / MP Board


Lesson-19
Song of Radha the Milkmaid


Answer these questions:
1)   Where did Radha carry her curds to?
Ans- Radha carried her curds to Mathura fair.

2)   What did she compare her curds to?
     Ans- She compairs her curds to the clouds in the sky.

3)   What did she cry out and why?
     Ans- She cried out ‘Govinda! Govinda! Govinda! Govinda!’ because her heart was full of the beauty of Lord Krishna.

4)   What did her comrades ask her to do?
     Ans- Her comrades asked her to dance, sing and wear saffron clothes to welcome the spring.

5)   What did her comrades mock at her?
      Ans- Her comrades mock at her, ‘Govinda! Govinda! Govinda! Govinda!’.

6)   What did she do at the altar?
     Ans- She folded her ahnds to pray at the altar.

7)   Why were her comrades angry?
Ans-  Her comrades are angry because she is lost in the thoughts of Lord Krishna and they want her to join them to celebrate the advent of spring.
Select words from these and write them in the columns with the words they rhyme with:
(fry, bring, way, lay, rowing, buy, blowing, sky, flowing, spring, play, growing, hay, wing, shy, ring, why, glowing)
fry
rowing
bring
lay
buy
blowing
spring
way
sky
flowing
ring
play
shy
growing

hay
why
glowing




Talk to your partner and find answers to the questions given below:
1.   Who is Radha?
Ans- Radha is a milkmaid.

2.   Who is Govinda?
Ans- Govinda is Lord Krishna.

3.   What is the poet trying to explain about Radha?
      Ans- The poet trying to explain that Radha is a devoutee of Lord.

4.   What does the poet compare the curds to?
Ans- The poet compares the curds to the white clouds in the sky.

5.   Write about the three things that made Radha say Govinda! Govinda!
Ans- The three things that made Radha say Govinda! Govinda! are:
1-   Breeae of Shrawan in the mathura fair
2-   Celebrations to welcome spring
3-   When she offers her curd to the mathura shrine.

Write one paragraph on each stanza of the poem explaining what the poet Sarojini Naidu is trying to say in the poem.

I carried my curds to the Mathura fair…
How softly the heifers were lowing…
I wanted to cry, “Who will buy
The curds that is white as the clouds in the sky
When the breezes of Shravan are blowing?”
But my heart was so full of your beauty, Beloved,
They laughed as I cried without knowing:
Govinda! Govinda!
Govinda! Govinda
!

Radha the milkmaid who is the devoutee of Lord Krishna, goes to sell her curds to the Mathura (Krishna’s birth place) fair. She wants to cry out, “Who will buy these curds that are as white as clouds?” but the lowing of cows and the breeze of Shrawan fills her heart with love for Lord Krishna and she cries out, “Govinda! Govinda! Govinda! Govinda!” instead.


How softly the river was flowing!
I carried the pots to the Mathura tide…
How gaily the rowers were rowing!
My comrades called, “Ho! Let us dance, let us sing
And wear saffron garments to welcome the spring.
And pluck the new buds that are blowing.”
But my heart was so full of your music, Beloved,
They mocked when I cried without knowing:
Govinda! Govinda!
Govinda! Govinda
!

She crosses the river by ferry boat. The boatmen are rowing their boats cheerfully. Her friends want her to join them by wearing saffron clothes, singing, dancing and plucking new flower buds to welcome the spring. But her heart is so filled with the love for the divine musician (Lord Krishna) that she cries in ecstasy, “Govinda! Govinda! Govinda! Govinda!”  and her friends mock her in humour.


How gaily the river was flowing!
I carried my gifts to the Mathura shrine…
How brightly the torches were glowing!
I folded my hands at the altars to pray
“O shining ones guard us by night and by day”-
And loudly the conch shells were blowing.
But my heart was so lost in your worship, Beloved,
They were wroth when I cried without knowing:
Govinda! Govinda!
Govinda! Govinda!
How bright the river was flowing!


Radha reaches, with her gifts of curds to the temple, where the torches
are brightly burning. She folds her hands to pray to the deity,
and prays for protection while the conch shells are blown. Her heart is lost to the vision of her Beloved Lord and she calls out the name “Govinda! Govinda! Govinda! Govinda!” involuntarily. The river Jamuna flows on while her water dazzles in the light of the torches.

Find some more poems written by Sarojini Naidu and Read them in the class.
Autumn Song
Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
The sunset hangs on a cloud;
A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
The wild wind blows in a cloud.

Hark to a voice that is calling
To my heart in the voice of the wind:
My heart is weary and sad and alone,
For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone,
And why should I stay behind?

- Sarojini Naidu

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