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O bee, if you leave the fragrant flower to search for perfume elsewhere, and still wish to return, you are truly fortunate.
Just as even the sun cannot rise by breaking through solid night clouds, one cannot dispel deep ignorance by force alone.
If insult is placed in front and honor behind, a wise one may still rise by pursuing self-interest—foolishness brings ruin.
A woman deeply devoted to her husband may still face insult and humiliation—sometimes pushing her toward another's affection.
Disrespect strengthens austerity; respect weakens it. A revered Brahmin may decline just like an overmilked cow.
Honor should be restored to those hurt by insult—through diplomacy, humility, or reverence.
A noble soul remains silent even when insulted, like the sandalwood tree that never oozes pus even when cut.
Rain without clouds, fruit without flowers, or your sudden appearance—seem miraculous and unthinkable.
A woman, having spent the night in passion, looks at her disheveled body in joy and shyness, and laughs as she walks away to dress anew.
The beloved departs in anger, and though he tries to console her, he stumbles emotionally like one struck by an ill omen. Even another man, not the ca...
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