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 3) Jihde sir utte saavan pai gaya, Main ohnu latthe di chadar vaddi. Jad us hath nu paani lage, Mera kaleja thar-thar kambda. lyrics of lathe di chadar
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. The husband is never named