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XXII
THIS IS SAMSAR
With all her ambitions and aspirations thwarted and frustrated, in deep despair and anguish, Anjana sat in the chariot. Her eyes were streaming with tears. She heaved a long and heavy sigh. All her sweet dreams of a happy and prosperous life had been shattered. A dense cloud of deep despair had enveloped her life.
The Samsar deems the life of an individual a sport. It treats the individual as a toy; and endlessly keeps playing with his life. Queen Ketumati also played with Anjana's life thus. She teased her; taunted her; tortured her mentally and in consequence, Anjana had to go away to her father's house.
The commander of King Prahlad drove the chariot slowly; and began proceeding in the direction of Mahendranagar. Vasant Tilaka felt that the departure of her dear friend, Anjana from her father-in-law's house was a terrible calamity; and that all her hopes were completely shattered. She felt that Anjana had lost everything in life. She covered her face with her hands; heaved a deep, cold sigh; and fell at the feet of Anjana.
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Nine months had not yet passed since Pavananjay had met Anjana; but even before that fate had trampled upon her enthusiasm, zest, ambition and aspiration and had crushed them to pieces. The life of Anjana in whose womb a new life was blooming and assuming a shape, became a desert. How could she bear with her desperation and frustration? She had been cherishing splendid desires and aspirations but cruel fate shat
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