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Like hungry crows fluttering from place to place, we wander in search of sustenance. But alas! In this life of suffering, even a limited lifespan has ...
At dawn, Saraswati dances on the face of her beloved — the sun — like a poet singing praise to the King of Spring.
Donkeys sing at camel weddings, praising each other’s voice and beauty — a sharp satire on self-praise among the unworthy.
Even rotting matter can nourish a tree if properly placed. Similarly, knowledge and application matter more than origin — wisdom lies in correct usage...
Offer water in summer, fire in winter, shelter in rains, and food always — such is the timeless code of hospitality.
Warm food, ghee, wine, young woman, milk, and shade — this set of six is said to enhance strength and vitality.
The heat-loving creatures seek shelter in cold; bees nest in golden blooms; ducks prefer lotuses; and even parrots in cages long for water. Desire and...
He loves heat, sleeps in the cold breeze, kisses often, hides from his wife, flees constantly, and loves songs — I seek refuge in that white shelter.
Just as one is wrapped in garments and a turban, the soul is encased in sattva, rajas, and tamas — the three guṇas of nature.
Even the moon bows to those embraced by passionate women on cold nights — such is the warmth and power of love.
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