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The Sixteenth Chapter
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With eyes filled with tears, and fearing the destruction of auspiciousness, he was kissed by his parents who were showering blessings. ||8|| He asked after all his relatives, greeted them all with a smile, and, bowing down, honored his devoted followers in their entirety. ||8|| By nature, he raised his right foot first. His right arm kept twitching with joy. ||82|| His eyes fell upon a full pitcher with leaves on its mouth, as he was leaving the palace. He suddenly saw Anjana. ||83|| Anjana was standing leaning against the doorpost, her eyes filled with tears. She was supporting her waist with her arm, but due to weakness, her arm kept slipping down. ||84|| Her lips were very pale, devoid of the redness of betel nut, and she looked like a dirty doll carved into the very pillar. ||85||
Then, just as a man quickly averts his gaze from lightning, Pavananjay quickly averted his gaze from Anjana. He was angry and said, ||86|| "O you who look far away! Quickly leave this place. I am not capable of looking at you, like a meteor." ||87|| "Oh, what great audacity you have, being a woman of noble lineage, to stand in front of me even when I don't want you to. You are very shameless." ||88|| Although Pavananjay's words were very harsh, Anjana, being devoted to her husband, listened to them with great attention, just as a thirsty man drinks water that he has received after a long time. ||89|| With her eyes fixed on her husband's feet, and her hands folded, she said. Although she tried to speak clearly, she kept stumbling, becoming silent, or saying something else altogether. ||90|| She said, "O Lord! Even though I am living in this palace, I am abandoned by you. Still, I have been living with great difficulty, finding satisfaction in the mere fact that I am near you." ||91|| "But O Lord! Now that you are going far away, how will I, who am constantly in sorrow, live without the taste of your nectar-like words?" ||92|| "O Lord! While going to a foreign land, you have spoken to your servants with affection, even though they are not deserving. ||93||
Salute the supreme Siddha, Pavananjay, with devotion. After bidding farewell to all your relatives, greet your elder brothers, and converse with all your followers with devotion, smiling gently, and leave the house. ||79-81|| By nature, he raised his right foot first. His right arm kept twitching with joy. ||82|| And his eyes fell upon a full pitcher with leaves on its mouth, as he was leaving the palace. He suddenly saw Anjana. ||83|| Anjana was standing leaning against the doorpost, her eyes filled with tears. She was supporting her waist with her arm, but due to weakness, her arm kept slipping down. ||84|| Her lips were very pale, devoid of the redness of betel nut, and she looked like a dirty doll carved into the very pillar. ||85||
Then, just as a man quickly averts his gaze from lightning, Pavananjay quickly averted his gaze from Anjana. He was angry and said, ||86|| "O you who look far away! Quickly leave this place. I am not capable of looking at you, like a meteor." ||87|| "Oh, what great audacity you have, being a woman of noble lineage, to stand in front of me even when I don't want you to. You are very shameless." ||88|| Although Pavananjay's words were very harsh, Anjana, being devoted to her husband, listened to them with great attention, just as a thirsty man drinks water that he has received after a long time. ||89|| With her eyes fixed on her husband's feet, and her hands folded, she said. Although she tried to speak clearly, she kept stumbling, becoming silent, or saying something else altogether. ||90|| She said, "O Lord! Even though I am living in this palace, I am abandoned by you. Still, I have been living with great difficulty, finding satisfaction in the mere fact that I am near you." ||91|| "But O Lord! Now that you are going far away, how will I, who am constantly in sorrow, live without the taste of your nectar-like words?" ||92|| "O Lord! While going to a foreign land, you have spoken to your servants with affection, even though they are not deserving. ||93||