Vajjalaggam

SR No.: 001383
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Jayvallabh
Publisher: Prakrit Text Society Ahmedabad
Publication Year: 1969
Total Pages: 708
Language: Prakrit, Sanskrit, English
Classification: Book_Devnagari & Literature
File Size: 13 MB

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VAJJĀLAGGAM
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776) The lamp (at night) swallows darkness and then givesout that very darkness under the guise of lamp-black (soot). Or rather, those possessed of a pure nature (noble-minded persons), do not harbour malice (or anger) in their hearts.
777) Wicked people wilfully create dirt and uncleanliness in their own abodes. (This is well-known). But, oh lamp, it is not proper for you, who are possessed of guna (virtue; also, cotton-wick), sneha (affection; also, oil) and kānti (beautiful complexion; also, light or lustre), to do so (i.e. to create dirt or uncleanliness in your own abode).
778) Oh lamp, you destroy your gura (virtue; also, wick).. and sneha (a ffection; also, oil) and make your own abode dirty (or unclean); therefore your shadow is shunned by good people.
779) Oh lamp, what avails your lustre (brightness) (also, complexion), your wick (also, virtue) and your oil (also, affection), you whose shadow is shunned by the good from a distance 1
94. The Section on the Utterances (wailings) of Women
(in separation) 780) Many are the torments (sufferings), which arise (or result) in the absence of the one dear consort, namely, langour, restlessness, loss of sleep, horripilation and nervousness.
781) In the absence of the one beloved consort, full of genuine love and tender affection, the earth, though crowded (teeming) with people, appears, alas, desolate (dreary) like a forest.
782) Where has he gone-he, highly esteemed (loved) by the good (or, he, the good-natured darling); he, the mine (fountain-head) of hundreds of pleasures (joys); he, the extinguisher of the fire of love; he, who is drying up my heart ?
783) (Sooner or later) there will dawn that wonderful day, when my dear consort, fatigued with the exhaustion of amorous dalliance and completely hidden (enclosed) in the cage of my encircling arms, will sweat away all the pangs of separation.