You would never deliberately come here due to your extreme delicacy, and your coming even by mistake or deception is exceedingly difficult.

The poet teases the beloved with playful affection, marvelling at their exquisite delicacy and grace. Deliberately walking over to the lover's dwelling is out of the question because the journey is simply too strenuous for someone so fragile. The real charm lies in the clever pun on 'dhoke mein aana'—the beloved is neither naive enough to be tricked into visiting, nor could they ever wander in by sheer accident.