Gahakoso Part 2

SR No.: 001372
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Madhav Vasudev Patvardhan, Dalsukh Malvania, H C Bhayani
Publisher: B L Institute of Indology
Publication Year: 1988
Total Pages: 278
Language: English, Prakrit
Classification: Book_English & Literature
File Size: 15 MB

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113. Beware, oh my heart :
Oh heart, clinging to just every place (i.e. person), you will be burnt (i.e. brought into trouble or betrayed) by some (unworthy) person, just as a long (i.e. big) log of wood which is being carried by the velocity of the water of a small river clings to every place (on the bank) and is (eventually) burnt (as fuel) by some one.
114. Calculated venture :
As the daughter-in-law of the farmer saw the son of the householder (or land-lord) standing on the bank of the river Godā, she began to climb up (from the bed of the river) by a path difficult to negotiate, (so that he may climb down and give her a helping hand).
115. Transference :
That lip-rouge which overnight was rubbed away by her beloved (with his own lip, while kissing her), that same lip-rouge is seen in the morning transferred to the faces of her cowives in the form of the flush of jealous anger). 116. Apology :
I still remember the pleasure which I experienced when I dragged him forcibly by his hair wound round the big toe of my foot, as he was silently lying prostate at my feet (in apology).
117. Wayfarer on a wintry night :
Look here, the wayfarer in the winter, rips open (i,e. rakes up) the straw-fire dying out at the entrance of the temple in the wretched village, and looking like a bear ripped open.
118. Too late a warning:
It is (only) now when the feeling of the love has like poison begun to convulse my entire body, that people are restraining (me from the love-affair). But then i.e. earlier) they were silent and had gone away, no one knows where.
119. Riddle :
The lotus-beds have not been crumpled (or crushed). Nor have the flamingos been scared away, oh aunt. (And yet, it appears that) some one has (from high up) thrown into the village-pond the sky with its face (surface) turned up.
120. You do not know the real situation :
How is it that you do not realise that she, being eager to have a glimpse of you, put up a (lofty) pile of several cushions (or reed.chairs) and (while climbing up) tumbled (without seeing you)?
121. Unbearable separation : . Oh friend, who was that accursed fellow that uttered the word “journey" (i.e. who said that her consort intended to depart on a journey), as a result of which the limbs of the young wife began (at once) to languish as if they were poisoned ?