Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 109

“Good, he is gone; now we have got all
we want! Now I shall have plenty to eat;
bread and soup and all. Wretch as I am, how
could I go on quarrelling with him for ever?” Tuka
says, When I showed that I despised her words, she
began to like me.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents