Then says Hari, “My dearest! Why do you
aim these love taunts at me? God knows
why you are so angry. Why do you utter these
idle words? Think before you speak; give up your
folly and be calm. To publish all this would bring
a stain on both of us; open your eyes, now, at any
rate, and be sensible. Was anything like your
conduct ever known? Did any other woman ever
give her husband away? How can you say I am
not good when I put up with that? You feel
angry, but for my part I am astonished at you; tell
me what is ridiculous. It was your own
pride that bade me send for Hanumanta; you gave
pain to me and Garuda and Bhimaki.” Tuka’s
brother says, “He is a good
touchstone of wood
which loves its worshippers.”
aim these love taunts at me? God knows
why you are so angry. Why do you utter these
idle words? Think before you speak; give up your
folly and be calm. To publish all this would bring
a stain on both of us; open your eyes, now, at any
rate, and be sensible. Was anything like your
conduct ever known? Did any other woman ever
give her husband away? How can you say I am
not good when I put up with that? You feel
angry, but for my part I am astonished at you; tell
me what is ridiculous. It was your own
pride that bade me send for Hanumanta; you gave
pain to me and Garuda and Bhimaki.” Tuka’s
brother says, “He is a good
touchstone of wood
which loves its worshippers.”