The buzz of beetles feels like smouldering fire in my ears
Sloka:
Overcome was Damayanti with the unfulfilled desire; yet
Undisclosed her mind remained to the maids from the outset,
Now in the garden with them, in passion she shuddered
And calling them aside, she almost thus pleaded.
Friends, my dears, let us return to my father’s court
It is better for me than these gardens, they hurt.
In the court people from afar come and tell stories
That will ease my mind; these gardens give me only miseries.
SYNOPSIS:- Taking up the task of carrying the message of Nala to Damayanti and to get her positive response in return, the Swan goes to Vidarbha (Kundinam)
Sloka:-
Thus released from the king’s captivity,
Off the bird went to his flock in proclivity,
Then he came back without fear to the king’s proximity,
And spoke thus with the kind king in all magnanimity.
Oh! Kind king with a soul so tender,
I will do you a deed so good forever you will remember.
There are not many as generous and upright as thee,
To be found in the three worlds, certainly.
The expanse of this kingdom shows the value of the protection offered by your brow.
Oh! Dear bird so charming, don’t be so sad and keep wailing
I have no desire at harming.
The beauty of your body caused me wanting
to hold you and caress you for befriending.
I have only liking for you and admiration
You may fly off to your desired destination.
Thus morosely watching the trees and the vine,
Where leaves and flowers lovingly entwine,
Nala chances upon the view of the swan, golden plumed,
Dosing off of effort making merry, his strength consumed.
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