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The seth is going home like a business man, in a fog, returning home empty-handed with a churning in mind having lost the capital and worried about the future...
The seth is going home bereaved of sensitivity, experiencing saplessness like the milk on taking out the complete gheeportion....
The seth is experiencing distress at this time many times more than the distress caused by the humiliation before the class-fellows. The seth is going home with the least courage left, taking the estrangement of close affinity, like a flower fallen in dust on the complete abandonment of juice-sucking from the cheeks of the branch...
The seth is going home taking deep breaths like a child intermittently sobbing having been distressed by his mother's bereavement...
The seth is going home deprived of the company of the saint,
Silent Soil :: 353
