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The mind is the root of all sensory action, good or bad. My mind, however, is well-established and steadfast.
She doesn’t look, yet longs to see. She doesn’t speak, yet yearns to. Embarrassed by love and modesty, she hides her feelings — a delicate emotional b...
You know that he is heartless, yet beloved. You know the directions, yet don’t know where he’s gone. The koel calls, but you still hope — love blinds.
There may be countless kings, but just as many stars fail to replace the moon, one true ruler shines alone.
Even Indra, the king of gods, once fell for Ahalyā, sage Gautama’s wife. Thus, none are immune to the power of desire.
Though I never claimed her, I remember her fondly. My heart still aches, as if pulling me toward what I never possessed.
Betel leaf (tambūla) enhances beauty, reveals fortune, emits fragrance, builds strength, removes phlegm, and cures diseases — a metaphor for things th...
When betel leaf is mixed rightly with areca and other powders, it excites passion or destroys it, depending on the balance — a poetic chemistry.
When taken at night with proper ingredients like cardamom and jasmine, it delights the senses and uplifts mood — culinary delight as emotional alchemy...
Though hidden in night’s darkness like lightning inside clouds, your presence is revealed by your scent, ornaments, and the soft sounds of anklets — t...
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