Chadar | Lyrics Of Lathe Di

When you hear the high, wailing notes of the tumbi or harmonium accompanying these lyrics, remember: You are not listening to a song. You are listening to a woman shivering in a dry room, because the man she loves is standing in the rain a thousand miles away.

The husband is never named. He represents every Punjabi man who left the lush, rain-soaked fields for the cold, industrial cities of England, Canada, or the deserts of the Middle East. The chadar is his only connection to the warmth of home.

(Verse 1) Aaja ve, karam da data, Bhej de ik latthe di chadar. Mainu roz na maar changiyan, Mainu ik latthe di chadar. lyrics of lathe di chadar

(Verse 2) Tere bina ve main raatan nu, Kahton wichon langdi aan. Latthe di chadar tapke na, Taithon keh ke mangdi aan.

(Chorus) Latthe di chadar, tapke na, Tapke na ve, tapke na. Mera hath na aave sajjna, Taithon keh ke mangdi aan. When you hear the high, wailing notes of

Tere bina ve main raatan nu, kahton wichon langdi aan Latthe di chadar tapke na, taithon keh ke mangdi aan Translation: Without you, O man, how do I pass the nights? The blanket from the loom—don’t let it drip (get wet). That’s why I ask you. Meaning: She explains her desperation. The nights are endless. The blanket she is sending is so precious that it cannot be allowed to get wet from rain or snow, because the water would wash away her body heat and the scent of her love that clings to the fibers.

Eh chadar maine ode lai vaddi, jihde sir utte saavan Ode hath jado paani lage, mera kaleja thar-thar kambda Translation: I have stretched this blanket for the one on whose head it may rain (the migrant). When water touches his hands, my liver (heart/soul) shivers uncontrollably. Meaning: In Punjabi and Sufi poetry, the kaleja (liver) is the seat of raw emotion, even more than the heart. She feels his physical cold as a phantom shiver inside her own body. The blanket is an umbilical cord across miles. Cultural & Literary Significance 1. The Symbol of the Loom ( Latthe ): The handloom is not just a tool; it is a metaphor for the woman’s own body and patience. The back-and-forth motion of the shuttle is like her restless heart. Each thread she passes is a day she waits. The final chadar is her complete sacrifice—her skin woven into a protective layer. He represents every Punjabi man who left the

(Verse 4 - often omitted but powerful) Eh chadar na mere baap di, Na eh chadar mere bhai di. Eh chadar mere sajjna nu, Main apne seeney laa ke vaddi.