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A warrior engaged in battle against robbers must act with full valor; no duty is greater than protecting dharma through courage.
Women are often paradoxical: loving those who ignore them, suspicious of those who care, showing deep psychological complexity.
A joyful king with devoted troops can conquer even vast lands. Morale and love of followers fuel great victories.
Even if decorated with virtues, nature doesn’t submit without discipline. A veena on the lap won’t play sweetly unless struck.
Please the king and never anger the people; balancing royal favor and public harmony ensures lasting success.
People grow affectionate when hearing someone’s virtues sung in their absence; true greatness shines without self-display.
The evening (sandhyā) lovingly follows the day, yet they never meet. A poetic portrayal of missed timing in love.
Though possessing beauty and love, she fades away, like the sun discarded by dark clouds. A metaphor for unacknowledged beauty.
She appears consumed by your love, like half of Gauri remains after uniting with Shiva—the imagery of love’s overwhelming effect.
As the moon approaches the beloved night, crossing the ocean of sky out of love, the touching of night’s face loosens its locks — metaphorically, this...
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