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"I was the dove of the Ravisena, the daughter of the lineage of the previous birth, your servant, and you were the dove of the Rativar, there is no doubt about it." Saying this, she embraced her beloved.
Where is that king, where is that Rativar, the beloved is made by deceit? The wife of Jay said that people are destroyed by deceit. ||11||
To dispel the doubts of the mind, the son of Soma Prabha, who is the eye of the knowledge of the Nagar Avadhi, asked his beloved with good intentions, knowing the truth. Asking about the old story, Sulochana tells her story to her husband - "In the east of this Jambudweep, there is a country called Pushkalavati, with large houses. In it, near the Dhanyamal forest situated on the Vijay mountain, there was a city called Shobhapur. Its king was Prajapal. He was very fond of his Devashri Devi. His famous vassal, named Shaktisheena, who had worshipped the pollen of his lotus feet. Embraced by the Atvishri housewife, he looked as if he were in love with