Suhni does not look for a convenient ford. She is in extreme hurry. She is overwhelmed by her love for the beloved. Though the apprehensions from the eddies on a dark night assailed her; yet for her, who smarts constantly under the pangs of separation from the beloved, the river means nothing. (She does not fear its horrors). -

In haste Suhni examines not the water's sloping spot,
Lost in Sahar's love, she entertains no other though,
Though night is dard and whirlpools surround, not else she seeks,
Filled with longing, to river's dangers unconcerned she feels.

She does not look for a favorable point to enter,
Nor hastens to descend by a landing,
One, who craves for Sahar, is deeply engrossed in his thoughts,
Amid eddies in a dark night she is perturbed by apprehensions,
But for the one, who suffers pangs of love, the river is of no account.