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A rope tied to a dead man’s neck is reused as a garland on another’s cheek. This speaks to the reusability of sacred items, or perhaps to the detachme...
Sarasvati resides in her throat, playing the lute. When she speaks, even ordinary words become nectar to the listener, sweet and illuminating. Such is...
Even a powerful, radiant man, fit for a woman’s side, is cast away by her mere sound of disapproval. Such is her fiery nature—like Durga’s, with brows...
When a dog scratches its mouth with its paw, it foretells abundance of food and generosity in the palace. Such omens, drawn from animal gestures, pred...
Elephants bathe in Godavari, garlanded with falling petals. The trees rustle, birds chirp, and exhausted roosters crow—an idyllic riverside scene fill...
The king, scratching his brow with his right hand, appears regal—prepared for coronation. A simple gesture becomes an omen of royal favor and imminent...
O Shiva! Which was harsher—drinking the deadly poison or the cruel pleas of others asking you to do so? Only your consort knew the subtle difference i...
Deer roam countless peaks and forests, yet only a few possess that rare navel-fragrance which attracts others. Likewise, only rare individuals hold th...
Many arrogant deer wander hills and woods, but only the finest ones truly delight the kings of earth. Similarly, true worth and beauty are recognized ...
Bees wander from vine to vine tasting nectar, but what they sip fully is only that which is truly sweet. So too, in life, many things may be touched, ...
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