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The garment falls from the woman, and the knee-binding loosens. Even tightly bound hair falls loose, due to the mischief of the wicked, the affection of distant brothers is destroyed. The sun, like a lotus, becomes dusty and begins to set. The hips shift. The pair of eyes become restless and turn. The body sends out sweat-laden rays, but the water-bearer prevents them. The sweat becomes excessive. Rambha, like a new Kadali tree, begins to sway, trembling even more from the wind of love. O God, Tilottama experiences sorrow every moment, and Urvashi experiences sorrow from separation. O Lord, Menaka, like a fish in a little water, becomes distressed from the heat of the sun's rays. Thus, O Kamadeva, destroyer of demons, listen and make your mind beautiful. Having given the messenger a seat, clothes, and ornaments, and having spoken to him, he said to the one who torments the three worlds: "It is not right to be angry with your elder brother, from the Himalayas to the sea. Who is the moon and who is the group of his rays? Who is the ocean and who is the king? My brother Bharat's well-being is good. The well-being of the king of the Kuru dynasty is good. Who are the water waves like the ocean? Who are you and who is Bharat? This choice (or discrimination) is not good for the wise. The well-being of the silent (them) is good! The well-being of the bowing-down Kumar is good. The well-being of the king's family is good. Should I worship the Kalpavriksha with flowers? Should I water the ocean with water from my hand? Should I light a lamp in front of the sun? The well-being of the king is good!" The messenger said, "O King, the well-being is good, the well-being of the entire group of kings is good. I am humble, should I address you, the wise ones light lamps? You are the only heir apparent.
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