ಹಗಲುಂ ಇರುಳುಂ ಸುರಿವ ಜಡಿ ಮಳೆಯ ಬಿರುಸಿನಿಂದ ಎನ್ನ ಬಗೆಯುಂ ಬೇಸತ್ತುದು . You remember this from your school lessons? If you don't it is from Muddana manorameya sallapa. Poor Manorame. She had only little to tell. If she were here and now, what would she have told?
From this rain my mind is bored (?) My body within jacket within raincoat is shivering. My feet are shouting for putting them in dirty mud. My legs say they don't even want to think what kind of water is splashing on them. My eyes are totally confused. If they open rain drops attack them. If the don't their owner will surely hit something. My hair would have been like a wet cat but for the helmet.
Thank the heavens Muddana. For you were not made to listen to all this.
From this rain my mind is bored (?) My body within jacket within raincoat is shivering. My feet are shouting for putting them in dirty mud. My legs say they don't even want to think what kind of water is splashing on them. My eyes are totally confused. If they open rain drops attack them. If the don't their owner will surely hit something. My hair would have been like a wet cat but for the helmet.
Thank the heavens Muddana. For you were not made to listen to all this.
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