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Your fragrant, restful face haunts me like a lotus at night, silent and untouched by the bees of intimate words.
Let us worship this beloved deity, and even if the Yamuna doesn’t become knee-deep, we’ll cross it with faith—no other boatman is needed.
Covered in a thin bark cloth tied at the shoulder, her youthful form shines like a flower hidden under a pale leaf.
In this house decorated with pearl strings, the god of love himself chooses to dwell within the beautiful girl like a bead in a bow.
One makes countless resolutions—“I will do this, then that”—but death does not wait for plans to unfold.
This is the height of Kali Yuga’s distortion—my desires are fulfilled not by devotion to Rama but through material arrogance.
For kings, guarding both their promises and their people is the unfailing gateway to heaven.
True foolishness is ignoring the three strategies (conciliation, gift, division) and choosing war where both sides suffer equally.
Great courage lies in unwavering pursuit despite obstacles; the resolute are not broken by hurdles.
The real fruit of life and youth for men lies in enjoying sensual pleasures with women of lovely hips.
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