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Mahapuraanam
The lotus-faced Padminis had their lotus-like faces wilted, and they were making sounds like the mournful cries of bumblebees, as if they were grieving from the separation from the sun. ||160||
The forests at the setting of the sun were filled with the red glow of the evening, looking like they were engulfed in the flames of a terrible fire. ||161||
Although the evening was devoted to the sun, it was abandoned by him, and the red-hued evening appeared in the sky as if it had entered fire. ||162||
The evening, adorned with the brilliance of vermilion, was slowly spreading in the western direction, like a row of coral gardens in the ocean of the sky. ||163||
The red glow of the evening, like the red of the Java flower, was spreading in the west, as if it were a fire that was increasing the sorrow of the chakwas. ||164||
The red glow of the evening, spreading in all directions, appeared for a moment as if it were the entire love of the wives, gathered together at the arrival of their husbands. ||165||
The evening, wearing a garment of red rays, was following the sun, her husband, and people considered her to be like a sati, who dies with her husband. ||166||
The chakwa, with great anxiety, had abandoned the chakwi, who was following him and making sounds, but it is right, for who can violate the law of destiny? ||167||
At that time, the pairs of chakwas were separated from each other, so is this the fault of the sun, or the fault of time, or the fault of fate? ||168||
Thick darkness spread in all directions, and it is right, for without the luminous, darkness usually fills everything. ||169||
The night, enveloped in darkness and filled with stars, was shining beautifully, like a pearl-adorned woman in a blue garment. ||170||
The beauty was there. ||159||