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Hearing thunder, the drunk elephant mistakes it for a rival’s call and rushes to fight trees. Nature and instinct intertwine in this animal metaphor.
Born from Parvati’s grace, I conquered what gods and demons only dreamed of. Even in dreams, I shaped a queen from imagination. A poetic boast of supe...
One should have many sons, for if even one performs rites at Gaya, salvation is attained. A stress on family and tradition in afterlife rituals.
If a son performs an Ashvamedha or releases a sacred bull, the merit equals many. An elaboration on rites bringing spiritual benefits.
Where the sacred banyan tree at Gaya stands, one son among many can offer eternal merit. The tree symbolizes continuity and spiritual power.
Once thought inauspicious, this farewell is now the only bond keeping me by the burned house’s ruins. Regret and irony intertwine in this poignant mom...
Kings, driven by desire, will beg at her feet before these feet even finish stepping across the earth—so few yet so powerful. A hyperbolic image of fe...
The clouds reassure the tearful travelers—your beloved will return, so cease your weeping. Nature echoes love’s promises.
“Come, go, fall, rise, speak, be silent”—who hasn’t been deceived by the gaze of a startled doe-eyed maiden? A satire on love’s emotional manipulation...
“Come, go, rise”—thus do the wealthy toy with the desperate, like hunters with prey. A biting critique of the wealthy's treatment of the needy.
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