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Nagila began to laugh. Then said, 'Am I that Nagila ?'
Bhavadeva failed to grasp the meaning of her words. So he said, 'Nagila, I have not thought of anything else than you these last twelve years...'
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Nagila pondered in her mind: It's shamefull. Had she so much worth in her ?
Bhavadeva said, 'Nagila, let us go home?'
'Home? But now there is no space for us to live in that home.'
Bhavadeva began to look at the unparalleled beauty of the dawn. The sun was rising behind the blue hills in the east. The leaves were shining like soft emerld in the golden light of the sun.
He said, 'Really is there no space?'
'How could there be ?' She was outspoken at last. 'Do you expect that I shall help you to fall from your vows. I love you.'
Bhavadeva's heart began to break with pain when he heard, 'I love you.'
Nagila had washed away the pangs of separation with her tears in the beatitude of this love.
Bhavadeva remained looking fixed at her face. She appeared not earthly. She was sublime.
How can the pangs of desire enter into the domain of love! In her love Nagila had seen Bhavadeva in the bliss of an eternal glory. It was why she could say, 'I love you still you have no place in my home.'
Bhavadeva discovered the etherial grace of her reasoning. As he felt, she was standing on the golden pericarp of eternal love.
For that bliss Bhavadeva once again left the place by the way that was heavy with the scent of wet grass and woodland.
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