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She has just forgotten swimming, has become steady-minded, as the self-nature has been perceived action seems getting absent now...! She is becoming brilliant!
The bucket came upon the earth uninterrupted, the fish's confinement in the well ended; there is the obeisance of the sunlight golden, joy-sprinkling....! Illumined with sunlight the Nandan forest of colour becomes a flood of bliss. The mass of dust becomes sindura (a red powder) for the face. The eyes of the fish now dart directly towards the Upasrama...! The sun has sent his mistress in the attendance of the Upasrama for the whole day, and that keenly attending sunlight
is,
in a way, kissing the courtyard and every part of the Upasrama...!
78 :: Silent Soil
