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Is she crying or laughing? This strange woman weeps while evoking humor. In love, detachment, or devotion, her mind remains elusive.
With delight, Yasoda, Gopis, gods, and earthlings watched as Krishna lifted Govardhana—smiling, worried, playful. May that vision sanctify us.
Eyes filled with joyful tears, trembling limbs, stammering speech—such overwhelming reunion with a beloved turns into unbearable sorrow when separatio...
The doe-eyed girl’s glance, fluttering like the tips of waves, captivates the heart—curved brows holding inward emotions that grip the viewer in silen...
Many vines, bowed by the weight of blossoms and fragrance, appear graceful. But the true nature of their sweetness is known only to the bees who taste...
Wherever I turn my face in silent pride, I find the blue-hued Nanda’s son smiling—his presence haunting every direction, in response to my sulk.
The deer, seemingly guiding a youthful traveler through the forest path, draws him closer—like a symbol of nature leading the soul. Though grazing pea...
In the deep lake of her navel, with bowed brows and restless waves of passion, the hands of water attempt to ascend toward the bosom’s peak—suggesting...
A wise person, like one who bends a fruit-laden branch and picks ripe fruit, acts with purpose. Human endeavors should aim at meaningful, timely outco...
A foolish man sees every trap—like a birdcage to a bird or net to fish—as harmless, yet the real trap lies in the captivating glance of a beautiful wo...
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