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Yamunad Mani, the jewel, is like a blazing fire, burning with the heat of separation. The Jain Dharma, like a cool breeze, soothes the pain. Like the lotus blooms in the sun, so does the soul find solace in the presence of the Divine.
The Lord, seeing Kamala's plight, was consumed by sorrow. He was like a burning flame, yearning for her. His love for her was so intense that he could not bear to be away from her even for a moment.
The wicked ones, filled with malice, were plotting to destroy the world. They were like a storm, threatening to engulf everything in its path. But the Lord, with his unwavering faith, stood firm. He was like a mountain, unyielding in the face of adversity.
The Lord's love for Kamala was so powerful that it shook the heavens and the earth. The gods and goddesses were amazed by his devotion. Even the animals were moved by his love.
The Lord's love was a beacon of hope in a world filled with darkness. It was a testament to the power of love to overcome all obstacles.
The Lord's love was a gift to the world. It was a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope.