Saraswati, Trivat, Drut Chautaal

स_१ज धज धरा आज ।
'नादरंग' मगन तन मन देखत भूषित रूप! ॥ धृ ॥  

सो_१ना पन्ना तन लपेटे ।
कलियाँ गजरा सोहे ।
गले यमुना माल साजे ।
अतर महके चहुँ ओर ॥ १ ॥  

म_१धुप गूंजे ।
कोकिला करत गान ।
गजराज विराट आनंद तांडव आज करत - 

धा न धा न धा न, तकिट तकिट तकिट, धात्रक धिकिट धिकिट, धिन धिन धिन  तरान,
(धाकिटतक धुमकिटतक धिनतरान [धिन धिन धिन] [धा धा धा]) x ३  ॥ २ ॥     

Explanation:
This is a "Trivat (त्रिवट)". Trivat is a composition that is formed using Lyrics and Pakhawaj bol.

This trivat embodies the 'Pruthvi' or Earth element with descriptions of sights, smells and sounds of a beautiful spring day. Chataal is used to create a measured,  rhythmic and grounding backdrop while Raga Saraswati expresses appreciation, beauty and contentment.

‘Naadrang, upon seeing Mother Earth, is spellbound by her elegant beauty:

Draped in resplendent gold and emerald green leaves, a many-hued garland of flowers adorning her,  she wears the river Yamuna as a sparkling necklace while a bewitching scent of spring sweetens the air.  

Mother Earth's children celebrate this beautiful day with a symphony as bumble bees hum pleasantly, cuckoos sing melodiously and the mighty elephant dances in percussive ecstasy.

This composition also contains a humble tribute to the exceptional composer John Williams and brilliant novelist J. K. Rowling, as their works help in centering and grounding myself.

Madhukauns, Trivat, Drut Ektaal

आज पवन करत शोर ॥
थिरथिरत थरथर करत ॥
तनूम तनूम तनूम,
धिर धिर धिर,
चहुँ ओर ॥ धृ ॥ 

कुंज कुंज गुँजे बेनु ॥
डार डार निरत करत ॥
द्वार द्वार धिरकत अत ॥
मंदिर घंटिका बाजे ॥
पुरवाई करत जोर ॥१ ॥ 

घन बन गज कमल हंस,
मिल खेलत खग पतंग ॥
चंदन मंद सुगंधन ॥
नाद संग रंगी यादे,
लाये साहिल झकोर ॥ २ ॥

Explanation

This is a "Trivat (त्रिवट)". Trivat is a composition that is formed using Lyrics, Tarana bol and  Pakhawaj bol.

This trivat embodies the 'Vayu' or Wind/Air element with descriptions of sounds, sights, smells and memories of a windy day.

All around me, I hear the wind howling, creaking, whooshing, whispering, trembling and crackling. 

The orchards whistle like a flute. Flower laden branches perform a ballet in the breeze. Doors drum rhythmically and the temple bells chime melodiously as the east wind shows its strength. 

The clouds masquerade as elephants, giant lotuses and swans in the sky. The gliding birds and the soaring kites play a spirited game of catch. A cool gust brings a delicate scent of sandalwood and musical sounds, tickling the senses, ushering a colorful rush of nostalgia!