Daughter's pain (beti ka dard ): Through the eyes of a father

Daughter's pain (beti ka dard ): Through the eyes of a father

How can he know the pain of a daughter,

The father who has no daughter in his house,

Ask him sometime,

The father who has daughters in his house,

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Only a father of a daughter knows,

How do daughters grow up,

A father's chest swells with pride,

When daughters walk holding his hand,

The father holds his daughter,

Take care of her more than his own life,

His heart gets peace,

The daughter is smiling knowing this,

Daughters also keep running every moment,

Behind and in front of their father,

Fathers also shower their daughters with their love every moment,

When the father stands with them,

Then why do daughters have any fear,

How can he know the pain of a daughter,

He has no daughter The father in whose house,

How daughters grow up,

Ask him sometime,

The father in whose house daughters are growing up,

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The debt of the previous life is still there,

On whose head the daughter's two feet landed,

That father's house,

Where daughters create a ruckus every day,

That house is the most unique in the world,

The father who keeps his daughters,

A necklace around his neck,

Really that father is so kind hearted,

The daughters get restless in a moment,

If the father is not seen at home,

How would he know the pain of a daughter (beti ka dard ),

The father in whose house there is no daughter,

Ask him sometime,

How daughters grow up,

The father in whose house daughters are growing up,

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Daughters have a soft heart That,

No one ever complains,

The daughter is the most special in every house,

How will he know the value of a daughter,

The father who does not have a daughter,

The daughter's playful talks,

How special are her childhood memories,

How will he be able to enjoy all these precious moments,

Ride on the back,

They talk sweetly,

The tiredness of the whole day goes away,

If the daughter looks at him smilingly,

How will he know the pain of a daughter (beti ka dard ),

The father who does not have a daughter at home,

Ask sometime how daughters grow up,

The father who has daughters growing up at home,

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Daughter's pain (beti ka dard ): In the words of a father,

How will he be able to enjoy all these precious moments,

He is unaware of the pain of his daughter,

Distributes it for free to every father Gyan,

Where is the true love for a daughter,

Here is the custom of considering daughter as a stranger,

Daughter lives in the heartbeats,

Then why is there this distance with the daughter,

To understand a daughter,

It is necessary to have a daughter in the house,

On every festival,

That father's house remains deserted,

How does he know the pain of a daughter (beti ka dard ),

The father who does not have a daughter in his house,

Ask sometime,

The father in whose house daughters are growing up,

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It is not easy to be called the father of a daughter,

For that father, there is no respect greater than a daughter,

Daughters bear everything,

Sometimes, even if they want to,

Daughters are unable to say anything,

The father bears the tantrums of his daughters smilingly,

He takes care of them like an eagle All eyes are on the daughters,

When he senses the unknown dangers,

A father is happy,

Taking the problems of daughters on his head,

How does he know the pain of daughter (beti ka dard ),

The father who does not have a daughter in his house,

Ask him sometime how daughters grow up,

The father in whose house daughters are growing up,

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His problems also start increasing,

As the daughter grows up,

Everyone's eyes start to test,

When the daughter stands with him,

A daughter's life is like glass,

She is as pure as Mother Ganga,

A daughter's soft heart,

She takes even the smallest things to heart,

Wherever the daughters' auspicious steps fall,

Daughters make that house a heaven,

There is a fear,

Whichever house the daughter goes as a bride,

Only God knows How would that strange house be,

Who knows the pain of a daughter (beti ka dard),

The father who has no daughter in his house,

Ask sometime how daughters grow up,

The father who has daughters growing up in his house,

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creater-Ram Saini