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As arrows approach with deafening speed through the echoing woods, only a rare person excels both in charity and in war—true greatness is uncommon.
When I approached, she retracted her glance, her smile attributed to something else. Her modesty concealed desire so well, that love remained neither ...
When a sudden gust exposed the lower garment of a shy woman, even her female companions were struck with wonder—showcasing nature’s playful intrusion.
“This Krishna goes on tormenting our thirsty eyes,” lament the women. Yet he, who constantly looks at us, seems untouched by desire. A poetic paradox ...
When one is accused by a powerful foe, lacking resources, having lost what is dear, one is haunted by sleepless nights—symbolizing helpless anxiety.
Even when accused by the powerful, one should take a stand from a fortified position and attempt to confront stronger forces to secure self-liberation...
When no escape is seen, the wise choose to fight to death alongside the enemy rather than surrender in disgrace.
A powerful accuser won’t withdraw without gain; thus, peace is achieved only through offering tribute, not through negotiation.
She who immerses herself in romance without concern for gains becomes the laughingstock of clever courtesans.
The wise seek what is noble, stable, and praised by the virtuous—just as one honors the mighty Vindhya among mountains.
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