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He who doesn’t perform austerities in this fleeting life regrets it after death, for he loses the path of the soul—highlighting urgency for self-effor...
A woman exhausted from travel, fever, or childbirth still pleases in union, proving that despite hardship, love persists in beauty and connection.
The poetry that makes the heart dance in delight may not please in scholarly circles; the same ankle-bell may charm in play but not in a court.
A householder who desires Brahmaloka must honor both a traveling guest and a scholar versed in the Vedas—they are equal in sanctity.
Trees offer their shade to every traveler along the path, but rare is the tree that a traveler remembers once they reach home. This highlights the unr...
Along the road, trees laden with fruits and bent in humility are often ignored by travelers who instead seek lofty, barren ones—comparing shallow admi...
If a woman dies on the path in sorrowful memory of her husband, who bears the sin? Even a traveler is shaken with guilt and contemplation.
Women still pour tears into the root hollow where their loved ones died. Even nature joins in mourning, while the cause remains untouched by remorse.
In harsh winters, women struggle against cruel winds and bad fate, unable to retain the bonds of love—cold, suffering, and abandonment come together.
How many things the flood destroys: fields, trees, mountains. What can one depend on? Even rivers, once nurturing, now devastate.
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