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Some thought that the jewel-adorned garland was like Kamadeva's noose, adorned with his own snare. With thousands of jingling bells, drums, and mridangas, and shouts of "Victory, Victory," the king rode a maddened elephant, its head swaying with the wind, like a fierce lion with sharp claws on a mountain covered in a forest of tamal trees, stirred by the wind. ||1||
The mahout guided the elephant with his feet. The king, accompanied by his family, with their waving chowries and shade of umbrellas, and the buzzing of bees in the elephant's ears, arrived at the beautiful, expansive assembly ground.