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Sughavati Malani,
Haphasamanasasandhiyaswasmayalaasasyaivisaha rupudharivarpita
{Rasaviddavisascharachalapanivadusavasalahujayavir ravanmaheatari
Dasesaminiyumuurpandanavanepasamisya chitavajabasyaya karishripalapati
Chasanivandhavasanjouniyakatahayavandzhaladantipadehi vashvaveediya
Manusasithapathiemddhafalakisihiyaleakahi vay ekvaniljamirkihi vavbhadiamabunjamptrim
Mnhitasamlusamayachijshyaavahvivalumayarumaharasa. Nizhanavidalinuharama kavanupalarka jayathasapashyeriskinchainaanat nimunevisamsaripundarikonadinrayanvaluramatadatapatsutavasuvalhotamaha hatlalhatajagsirivalanamajanikalikhakhanattigamathimayadarivaranaye hanijoyasiditrapeyihinzaapine adhinastavesihimalamirhathakhathithajashma yarzhamilmitajavadhi manoniharajamauripavadhisanavalachmasvarundapalayapasave. Hosinaganacharihiliyambandhivinashyamakavanedavangurkmidya pardarangbudhadhakana
He gave berries, which seemed like nectar, to soothe the weariness of the path. The auspicious one, with a heart filled with affection, gave them to him. Hearing this, the Chakravarti said, "In the city of Pundarikini, adorned with radiance, there lives a king named Gunapal. He ate those berries. And he tied the other berries to his garment, thinking, "These berries are for King Vasupal, his son Vasupal, and I am his younger brother. I will show them to him and plant them in the Nandana forest of my city." While he was thinking this, he longed for the company of his brother. Then, the old woman, with teeth as bright as jasmine flowers, laughed and said, "I am known in the world as Sri Pal, and in the realm of the gods, I am sung about. I was brought here by a magical horse. You must pay for my berries. Do you think you can eat my fruits for free? Why do you look at me with such shamelessness? This matter is known to all the astrologers. Do you see the pain of separation from your guru? Then the king said, "I do not lie. I will give you whatever you ask. If you are unhappy in my city, and if you are longing for your loved ones, I will relieve your suffering. If I meet my brother, I will end your poverty." Then the old woman said, "What is your city? If I meet my brother, I will live. Otherwise, I will surely go to Bampur." The old woman said, "Who are you? Who gave you birth? And why have you come here? You seem to be a poor person. You don't seem like a king with this behavior. You brought berries tied up! What creator made you a king? What poverty will you destroy?"
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