TOTW #33: Pastes, Powders, and Pigments - Page 2

Sandalwood-paste is supposed to cool a feverish body, but love in separation is a fever that repudiates every remedy. I have this song in my own collection, but I can't find it on the internet.

Song: Candanācī Çoḷī Māzheṃ Aṅga Aṅga Zāḷī

Singer: Lalita Phadke

Movie: Māyābāzāra or Vatsalāharaṇa (1949)

Lyricist: Gajanan Digambar Madgulkar

Music: Sudhir Phadke

Lyrics

चन्दनाची चोळी माझें अङ्ग अङ्ग जाळी

सरेना कीं गं बाई रजनी काळी काळी

Candanācī çoḷī māzheṃ aṅga aṅga zāḷī

Sarenā kīṃ gaṃ bāī rajanī kāḷī kāḷī

A sandalwood-smeared blouse burns me limb by limb

This black, black night, ma'am, just doesn't pass, girl!

दिलेल्या वचनांची प्रीतीला स्मृति नाहीं

एकांतीं काकुळती कितीदां येउं बाई?

विरहीं करपते देहाची चांफेकळी

Dilelyā vacanāñcī prītīlā smṛti nāhīṃ

Ekāntīṃ kākuḷatī kitīdāṃ yeūṃ bāī?

Virahīṃ karapate dehācī çāṃphe-kaḷī

Love has no memory of promises made

How many times should I come to plead in private, ma'am?

My body's champak-bud scorches in separation

पहांटवाऱ्यासंगें येईल का रे हांक?

होईल कां रे खरी दिलेली आणभाक?

थांबेल दाह माझा कोणत्या लाभवेळीं?

Pahāṃṭa-vāryā-saṃgeṃ yeīla kā re hāṃka?

Hoīla kāṃ re kharī dilelī āṇabhāka?

Thāmbela dāha māzhā koṇatyā lābha-veḷīṃ?

Together with dawn wind, will the call come, man?

Will the given promise of faith become true, man?

At what rewarding juncture will my burning cease?

नसूं दे शुक्रतारा, दिसूं दे तुझें मुख

तापल्या जीवावरी होऊं दे हिमसेक

माझ्याच आंसवांच्या होतील मुंडावळी

Nasūṃ de Śukra-tārā, disūṃ de tuzheṃ mukha

Tāpalyā jīvāvarī hoūṃ de hima-seka

Mājhyāça āṃsavāñcyā hotīla muṇḍāvaḷī

Let there be no Venus; let me see your face instead

On my heated soul, allow a snowy sprinkle

My own tears will transform into wedding-strings

A few decades later, the same Marathi words about sandalwood-paste burning rather than cooling were used as the title of a lāvaṇī, a suggestive song-and-dance for tamāśā theatre.

Song: Candanācī Çoḷī Māzhaṃ Aṅga Aṅga Zāḷī

Singer: Usha Mangeshkar

Movie: Candanācī Çoḷī Aṅga Aṅga Zāḷī (1975)

Lyricist: Jagadish Khebudkar

Music: Ram Kadam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjPQRzsCrD8

Lyrics

उरी आग पेटली विरहाची, लावला लेप चन्दनी

रागरुसवा सोडा, सोडा अबोला धनी

चांदणं असून कशी रात काळी काळी

चन्दनाची चोळी माझं अङ्ग अङ्ग जाळी

Urī āga peṭalī virahācī, lāvalā lepa candanī

Rāga-rusavā soḍā, soḍā abolā dhanī

Çāndaṇaṃ asūna kaśī rāta kāḷī kāḷī

Candanācī çoḷī māzhaṃ aṅga aṅga zāḷī

In my chest, separation's fire's lit; I applied a paste of sandalwood

Let go fury and pique, let go the silent treatment, provider!

Even with moonlight around, how's the night blackest black?

A sandalwood-smeared blouse burns me limb by limb

सांगा जाऊ कुठं?

सांगा ऱ्हाऊ कुठं?

सांगा तुमच्याविना जीव लावू कुठं?

आज एकलेपणी

दुनिया झाली सुनी

उभ्या आगीत मी जशी जळती कळी

Sāṅgā zāū kuṭhaṃ?

Sāṅgā rhāū kuṭhaṃ?

Sāṅgā tumacyā-vinā jīva lāvū kuṭhaṃ?

Āza ekalepaṇī

Duniyā zhālī sunī

Ubhyā āgīta mī zaśī zaḷatī kaḷī

Tell me, where can I go?

Tell me, where can I stay?

Tell me, without you, where can my soul belong?

Today, in solitude

The world's become empty

In total fire, I'm like a burning bud

वाट बघते अशी

थाट करते अशी

रूप न्हाळायला ऐना धरते अशी

त्यात तुमची छबी

म्होर ऱ्हाते उभी

जाते बावरून मी नार भोळी खुळी

Vāṭa baghate aśī

Thāṭa karate aśī

Rūpa nhāḷāyalā ainā dharate aśī

Tyāta tumacī chabī

Mhora rhāte ubhī

Zāte bāvarūna mī nāra bhoḷī khuḷī

I check the road like this

I ready my getup like this

To examine my looks, I hold a mirror like this

In it your bright image

Stands before me

I get bewildered, a simple, foolish woman

राया जागू किती?

झुरणी लागू किती?

रङ्गम्हालात ह्या सजा भोगू किती?

मला छेडतो मदन

दूर गेला सजण

बाई आली कशी ताटातूटी भाळी?

Rāyā zāgū kitī?

Zhuraṇī lāgū kitī?

Raṅga-mhālāta hyā sazā bhogū kitī?

Malā cheḍato Madana

Dūra gelā sazaṇa

Bāī ālī kaśī tāṭātūṭī bhāḷī?

Prince, how long must I lie awake?

How long must I pace restlessly?

How long must I serve my sentence in this decorated pleasure-room?

Desire teases me

My own man has gone far

Ma'am, how was this breakup stamped on my forehead?

Interesting thread.

Mehendi hai rachne wali is a song based on the mehendi rasam in a wedding.

https://youtu.be/ZTpxYgX6RPU?feature=shared

Holi songs can also come in this category that you created because they have Gulaals in them.

https://youtu.be/ukdRodeqO3c?feature=shared

In TOTW #2: Patriotism/Revolution/Social reformation, I shared this vernacular Marathi song that mocks an unrighteous deal with God involving turmeric powder.

Song: Ghabāḍa Miḷū De Malā

Singers: Chandrashekhar Gadgil, Pushpa Pagdhare, Ram Kadam, Mallesh, Vishnu Waghmare

Movie: Devakīnandana Gopālā (1978)

Actor: Shreeram Lagoo

Lyricist: Gajanan Digambar Madgulkar

Music: Ram Kadam

https://youtu.be/KT8eGaz3PH4

Lyrics

जय जय विट्ठल, जय हरि विट्ठल

Jaya jaya Viṭṭhala, jaya Hari Viṭṭhala

Win, win, Viṭṭhala, win, Hari Viṭṭhala!

घबाड मिळू दे मला रे खण्डोबा, घबाड मिळू दे मला

अरं भंडारा वाहीन तुला रे खण्डोबा, घबाड मिळू दे मला

Ghabāḍa miḷū de malā re Khaṇḍobā, ghabāḍa miḷū de malā

Araṃ bhaṇḍārā vāhīna tulā re Khaṇḍobā, ghabāḍa miḷū de malā

Let me hit the jackpot, Khaṇḍobā, let me hit the jackpot

Hey, I'll offer you turmeric powder, Khaṇḍobā, let me hit the jackpot

घबाड मिळू दे ह्याला रे खण्डोबा, घबाड मिळू दे ह्याला

Ghabāḍa miḷū de hyālā re Khaṇḍobā, ghabāḍa miḷū de hyālā

Let him hit the jackpot, Khaṇḍobā, let him hit the jackpot

बारा कोसांवर एक वाळी आहे

वाळी आहे

तिथे एक मारवाळी आहे

मारवाळी आहे

त्याचा मोठा वाळा आहे

बाप्पा बाप्पा बाप्पा

अन् त्यावर माहा दरोळा आहे

अगं गं गं गं गं गं

पावू दे मणभर सोनं मला रे, भंडारा वाहीन तुला

Bārā kosāṃvara eka vāḷī āhe

Vāḷī āhe

Tithe eka Māravāḷī āhe

Māravāḷī āhe

Tyāçā moṭhā vāḷā āhe

Bāppā, Bāppā, Bāppā

An tyāvara māhā daroḷā āhe

Agaṃ gaṃ gaṃ gaṃ gaṃ gaṃ

Pāvū de maṇabhara sonaṃ malā re, bhaṇḍārā vāhīna tulā

Twelve kosa away, there's a hamlet

A hamlet!

There lives a Rajasthani trader

Rajasthani trader!

He owns a big mansion

Oh God, oh God, oh God!

And I'm planning a raid on it!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Let me find a sackful of gold, I'll offer you turmeric powder!

घबाड मिळू दे ह्याला रे खण्डोबा, घबाड मिळू दे ह्याला

Ghabāḍa miḷū de hyālā re Khaṇḍobā, ghabāḍa miḷū de hyālā

Let him hit the jackpot, Khaṇḍobā, let him hit the jackpot

मणभर सोनं ह्याले पाहिजे

कोणासाठी

स्वतःसाठी

अन् खण्डोबाले देणार काय

हयद नुसती दोन

चिमटी

बाप्पा, हा सौदा झाला

Maṇabhara sonaṃ hyāle pāhije

Koṇāsāṭhī

Svataḥsāṭhī

An Khaṇḍobāle deṇāra kāya

Hayada nusatī dona

Cimaṭī

Bāppā, hā saudā zhālā

A sackful of gold he wants

For whom?

For himself!

And to Khaṇḍobā he'll give what?

Turmeric, just two ...

Pinches!

God, now that's a deal!

लेकरू होऊ दे मले गं मरीमाई, लेकरू होऊ दे मले

बकरू कापीन तुले गं मरीमाई, लेकरू होऊ दे मले

Lekarū hoū de male gaṃ Marīmāī, lekarū hoū de male

Bakarū kāpīna tule gaṃ Marīmāī, lekarū hoū de male

Let me have a child, Marīmāī, let me have a child

I'll chop a goat for you, Marīmāī, let me have a child

लेकरू होऊ दे हिला गं मरीमाई, बकरू कापिल तुला

Lekarū hoū de hilā gaṃ Marīmāī, bakarū kāpila tulā

Let her have a child, Marīmāī, she'll chop a goat for you

मी अन् माह्या दोन सवती

दोन सवती

कोण्या एकीलेही नाही संतति

अरं रं रं रं ही तर वांझी झाली रे

त्याहींच्या आधी कुर्पा कर माह्यावरती

हिच्यावरती

लोटांगण घालतो तुह्या पायांवरती

Mī an māhyā dona savatī

Dona savatī

Koṇyā ekīlehī nāhī saṃtati

Araṃ raṃ raṃ raṃ hī tara vāñjhī zhālī re

Tyāhīñcyā ādhī kurpā kara māhyāvaratī

Hicyāvaratī

Loṭāṅgaṇa ghālato tuhyā pāyāṃvaratī

I and my two co-wives

Two co-wives!

Not even any one of us has progeny

Hey, hey, hey, hey, then that makes her barren!

Ahead of them, have mercy on me

On her!

I prostrate myself at your feet

लेकरू होऊ दे हिला गं मरीमाई, बकरू कापिल तुला

Lekarū hoū de hilā gaṃ Marīmāī, bakarū kāpila tulā

Let her have a child, Marīmāī, she'll chop a goat for you

दगडाचा देव घेत नाही, देत नाही

पापाची साथ कुणी करत नाही

नवसानं पोर कोणाले होत नाही

माणूस खादाळ, देव काही मांगत नाही

देव म्हनता का धोंड्याला

धान म्हनता का कोंड्याला

Dagaḍāçā deva gheta nāhī, deta nāhī

Pāpācī sātha kuṇī karata nāhī

Navasānaṃ pora koṇāle hota nāhī

Māṇūsa khādāḷa, Deva kāhī māṅgata nāhī

Deva mhanatā kā dhoṇḍyālā

Dhāna mhanatā kā koṇḍyālā

A stone idol doesn't receive, doesn't give

No spirit is an accomplice to evil deeds

From sacrifice a child isn't born to anyone

Humans like to eat; God doesn't ask for any

Do you mistake God in a stone?

Do you mistake grain in chaff?

जय जय विट्ठल, जय हरि विट्ठल

Jaya jaya Viṭṭhala, jaya Hari Viṭṭhala

Win, win, Viṭṭhala, win, Hari Viṭṭhala!

Lipstick on your collar - Connie Francis

Songwriters: George Goehring, Edna Lewis

Where the lipstick is the tell-tale sign of her man being unfaithful ( this would fit well in the infidelity theme thread as well!)

Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you

Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue

Bet your bottom dollar, you and I are through

'Cause lipstick on your collar told a tale on you, yeah

You said it belonged to me, made me stop and think

And then I noticed yours was red, mine was baby pink

Who walked in but Mary Jane, lipstick all a mess

Were you smoochin' my best friend? Guess the answer's yes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMlALAaEwfA

Kajra Mohabbatwala (Eyeliner/ kohl)

Film: Kismet (1969)

Music: O.P. Nayyar

Lyrics: S.H. Bihari

Singers: Asha Bhosle & Shamshad Begum

Kajra Mohabbatwala ankhiyon mein aisa daala

kajre ne le li meri jaan

hayye re main tere qurbaan

(The way you apply the kohl of love to your eyes! That kohl has killed me!)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xnQKtKBA5M

This song mentions perfume in the first stanza

Pappu can't dance saala

Film: Jaane tu ya jaane na (2008)

Music: A.R. Rahman

Lyrics: Abbas Tyrewala

Singers: Tanvi, Satish Subramaniam, Mohammed Aslam, Darshana, Blaaze, Benny Dayal, Anupama Deshpande

Hai Muscular, Hai Popular, Hai Muscular, Hai Popular, Spectacular, He’s A Bachelor

Paapu Ki Gaadi Tez Hai, Pappu Kudiyon Mein Craze Hai

Pappu Ke Aankhen Light Blue, Pappu Dikhta Angrez Hai

Rado Ki Ghadi Haathon Mein, Perfume Gucci Waala

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqNTc5YvB_g

Originally posted by: LizzieBennet

Lipstick on your collar - Connie Francis

Songwriters: George Goehring, Edna Lewis

Where the lipstick is the tell-tale sign of her man being unfaithful ( this would fit well in the infidelity theme thread as well!)

Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you

Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue

Bet your bottom dollar, you and I are through

'Cause lipstick on your collar told a tale on you, yeah

You said it belonged to me, made me stop and think

And then I noticed yours was red, mine was baby pink

Who walked in but Mary Jane, lipstick all a mess

Were you smoochin' my best friend? Guess the answer's yes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMlALAaEwfA

Red: Yes; please post it over there as well.

Nice theme

Movie -Koi Jaane Naa

Lyrics -Amitabh Bhattacharya

Music-Tanishk Bagchi

Singer -Vishal Dadlani ,Zara khan

https://youtu.be/StpojvYoxvc?si=fX5Ht1WXy3KMDMCa

In this song there is a line ittar ki shishi hai hawa me ghul jaye

Kajra re from Bunty Aur Babli

Composer : Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy

Writer : Gulzaar

Singers : Alisha Chinai, Shankar Mahadevan, Javed Ali

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4dsFQFCvVGU