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O elephant, don’t trumpet loudly; a mute beast nearby was once shattered here. See the mountain cliff whitened by scattered bones—fate spares no one.
The breeze that carries elephant musk also fills the divine cave—yet it never moves the gentle womb of the goddess residing within. Such contrast show...
Though crushed by an elephant’s trunk, the base of the tree nurtures buds that eventually become fruits—endurance bears sweet reward.
“The moon will create magic,” she said, extinguishing the lamp. In love, the night becomes divine, and expectations await the artist of the stars.
Speak not of plans before completing them. In dharma, artha, and kama, actions should speak for themselves—this is the protected essence of mantras.
In a place where even mighty ascetics struggle, a divine being shall lift you to high peaks—your moment of ascension is near.
While constantly saying “I will do,” we forget “I will die.” The obsession with plans blinds us to the impermanence of life.
Even if you say “I shall do it,” you may still fail. Results depend on visible and invisible causes beyond your control.
A playful Sanskrit tongue-twister where animal names and sound-alike syllables create a poetic riddle—a celebration of linguistic creativity.
The ancient treatment uses five-month-old fermented cow dung, liquefied and used as medicinal ointment—traditional cures from sacred knowledge.
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