“With loving hesitation, Sita steals glances at the body of her beloved, like the vines around a desire tree going through its leaves by the blowing of the wind.” (Janaki Mangala, 108) sīya saneha sakuca basa piya tana herai |… Read More ›
“With loving hesitation, Sita steals glances at the body of her beloved, like the vines around a desire tree going through its leaves by the blowing of the wind.” (Janaki Mangala, 108) sīya saneha sakuca basa piya tana herai |… Read More ›