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In the Pāpurāṇa, when the appropriate time for the natural task arrived, Pavanajaya, filled with enthusiasm, said to his friend as follows:
"Oh friend! Arise, show the way, let us go to that place where the heart-stealer resides."
After saying this, both friends set out for that location. Their minds had already started the journey even before their bodies did, moving like fish in the vast sea resembling the blue sky.
In a moment, they reached the house of Aṅjanā-sundarī. That house was adorned as magnificently as Mount Sumeru, embellished by the presence of Aṅjanā-sundarī.
Climbing the seventh compartment of the building, the two friends concealed themselves behind a lattice of pearls and began to observe Aṅjanā-sundarī from there.
Aṅjanā-sundarī was rendering the lamps burning within the house fruitless by the rays of her full moon-like face, and the colors of the directions were being painted by the light of her white, black, and red eyes.
She had majestic, elevated, and beautiful breasts which made it seem as if she was holding two pots filled with the essence of love, awaiting her husband’s arrival.
Her hands and feet, adorned with a red radiance reminiscent of new buds and filled with many auspicious signs, appeared as if they were exuding beauty through beams like nails.
Her waist was narrow, yet the heavy weight of her breasts rested upon it, leading her to bind herself tightly with ropes resembling three folds, lest she break under the burden.
Aṅjanā, with her round thighs, resembled the quiver of Kamadeva, or the pillars binding intoxication and desire, or rivers that pour forth beauty.
Her radiance was akin to a cluster of blue lotuses, adorned with stars resembling pearls, and with the moon-like husband nearby, she appeared like the embodiment of night.
Thus, gazing at Aṅjanā who could never satiate the beholder, Pavanajaya attained supreme bliss with his unwavering eyes.