ଭର୍ତୃହରି is celebrated for the ଶତକ-ତ୍ରିଶତି - three collections of roughly a hundred verses each: ନୀତି ଶତକମ୍, ଶୃଂଗାର ଶତକମ୍, and ଵୈରାଗ୍ୟ ଶତକମ୍. These are among the most quoted ସୁଭାଷିତାନି in Sanskrit literature because each ଶ୍ଲୋକ is compact, memorable, and psychologically sharp.
ଶୃଂଗାର ଶତକମ୍ explores ଶୃଂଗାର (love/beauty/romance) in many shades: the first spark of attraction, playful conversation, the language of glances, union (ସଂଭୋଗ), separation (ଵିରହ), and the way desire can both uplift and unsettle the mind. It is not only about physical beauty; it is also a study of longing, imagination, vulnerability, pride, and reconciliation - the inner choreography of relationship.
ଶଂଭୁସ୍ଵୟଂଭୁହରୟୋ ହରିଣେକ୍ଷଣାନାଂ
ୟେନାକ୍ରିୟଂତ ସତତଂ ଗୃହକୁଂଭଦାସାଃ ।
ଵାଚାଂ ଅଗୋଚରଚରିତ୍ରଵିଚିତ୍ରିତାୟ
ତସ୍ମୈ ନମୋ ଭଗଵତେ ମକରଧ୍ଵଜାୟ ॥ 2.1 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Salutations to Cupid, whose wondrous play is beyond words - he by whom even Shiva, Brahma, and Vishnu are made ceaseless household errand-servants for doe-eyed women.
ସ୍ମିତେନ ଭାଵେନ ଚ ଲଜ୍ଜୟା ଭିୟା
ପରାଣ୍ମୁଖୈରର୍ଧକଟାକ୍ଷଵୀକ୍ଷଣୈଃ ।
ଵଚୋଭିରୀର୍ଷ୍ୟାକଲହେନ ଲୀଲୟା
ସମସ୍ତଭାଵୈଃ ଖଲୁ ବଂଧନଂ ସ୍ତ୍ରିୟଃ ॥ 2.2 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
By smiles and moods, by modesty and coy fear, by averted faces and half-sidelong glances, by words, jealousy, quarrels, and playful teasing - by all these moods indeed women become a binding snare for the mind.
ଭ୍ରୂଚାତୁର୍ୟାତ୍କୁଷ୍ଚିତାକ୍ଷାଃ କଟାକ୍ଷାଃ
ସ୍ନିଗ୍ଧା ଵାଚୋ ଲଜ୍ଜିତାଂତାଶ୍ଚ ହାସାଃ ।
ଲୀଲାମଂଦଂ ପ୍ରସ୍ଥିତଂ ଚ ସ୍ଥିତଂ ଚ
ସ୍ତ୍ରୀଣାଂ ଏତଦ୍ଭୂଷଣଂ ଚାୟୁଧଂ ଚ ॥ 2.3 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Sidelong glances shaped by clever eyebrow-play and slightly contracted eyes, affectionate speech, laughter that ends in modesty, and a gentle playful gait - whether walking or standing - these are for women both ornament and weapon.
କ୍ଵଚିତ୍ସଭ୍ରୂଭଂଗୈଃ କ୍ଵଚିଦପି ଚ ଲଜ୍ଜାପରିଗତୈଃ
କ୍ଵଚିଦ୍ଭୂରିତ୍ରସ୍ତୈଃ କ୍ଵଚିଦପି ଚ ଲୀଲାଵିଲଲିତୈଃ ।
କୁମାରୀଣାଂ ଏତୈର୍ମଦନସୁଭଗୈର୍ନେତ୍ରଵଲିତୈଃ
ସ୍ଫୁରନ୍ନୀଲାବ୍ଜାନାଂ ପ୍ରକରପରିକୀର୍ଣା ଇଵ ଦିଶଃ ॥ 2.4 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
With eyebrow-bends, with modesty, with startled innocence, and with playful grace - with these love-stirring movements of the maidens' rolling eyes - the very directions seem as though they are strewn with clusters of flashing blue lotuses.
ଵକ୍ତ୍ରଂ ଚଂଦ୍ରଵିକାସି ପଂକଜପରୀହାସକ୍ଷମେ ଲୋଚନେ
ଵର୍ଣଃ ସ୍ଵର୍ଣଂ ଅପାକରିଷ୍ଣୁରଲିନୀଜିଷ୍ଣୁଃ କଚାନାଂ ଚୟଃ ।
ବକ୍ଷୋଜାଵିଭକୁଂଭଵିଭ୍ରମହରୌ ଗୁର୍ଵୀ ନିତଂବସ୍ଥଲୀ
ଵାଚାଂ ହାରି ଚ ମାର୍ଦଵଂ ୟୁଵତୀଷୁ ସ୍ଵାଭାଵିକଂ ମଂଡନମ୍ ॥ 2.5 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In young women, the natural adornment is this: a face blooming like the moon; eyes that outshine the lotus; a complexion that eclipses gold; hair that surpasses the swarm of bees; paired breasts like jars that bewilder the heart; a weighty curve of the hips; and speech whose softness captivates.
ସ୍ମିତକିଂଚିନ୍ମୁଗ୍ଧଂ ସରଲତରଲୋ ଦୃଷ୍ଟିଵିଭଵଃ
ପରିସ୍ପଂଦୋ ଵାଚାଂ ଅଭିନଵଵିଲାସୋକ୍ତିସରସଃ ।
ଗତାନାଂ ଆରଂଭଃ କିସଲୟିତଲୀଲାପରିକରଃ
ସ୍ପୃଶଂତ୍ୟାସ୍ତାରୁଣ୍ୟଂ କିଂ ଇଵ ନ ହି ରମ୍ୟଂ ମୃଗଦୃଶଃ ॥ 2.6 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
An innocent smile, a simple yet restless richness of gaze, a tremor in speech that is sweet with fresh playful phrases, the first budding start of movements and gestures - when youth touches the doe-eyed maiden, what is there that is not lovely?
ଦ୍ରଷ୍ଟଵ୍ୟେଷୁ କିଂ ଉତ୍ତମଂ ମୃଗଦୃଶଃ ପ୍ରେମପ୍ରସନ୍ନଂ ମୁଖଂ
ଘ୍ରାତଵେଷ୍ଵପି କିଂ ତଦ୍ଆସ୍ୟପଵନଃ ଶ୍ରଵ୍ୟେଷୁ କିଂ ତଦ୍ଵଚଃ ।
କିଂ ସ୍ଵାଦ୍ୟେଷୁ ତଦ୍ଓଷ୍ଠପଲ୍ଲଵରସଃ ସ୍ପୃଶ୍ୟେଷୁ କିଂ ତଦ୍ଵପୁର୍ଧ୍ୟେୟଂ
କିଂ ନଵୟୌଵନେ ସହୃଦୟୈଃ ସର୍ଵତ୍ର ତଦ୍ଵିଭ୍ରମାଃ ॥ 2.7 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Of all things to be seen, what is best? - the doe-eyed beloved's face, bright with love. Of all scents, what? - her breath. Of all sounds? - her words. Of all tastes? - the sweetness of her lips. Of all touch? - her body. And what is to be contemplated? - her fresh youth; for the tender-hearted, her graces are "best" everywhere.
ଏତାଶ୍ଚଲଦ୍ଵଲୟସଂହତିମେଖଲୋତ୍ଥଝଂକାର
ନୂପୁରପରାଜିତରାଜହଂସ୍ୟଃ ।
କୁର୍ଵଂତି କସ୍ୟ ନ ମନୋ ଵିଵଶଂ ତରୁଣ୍ୟୋ
ଵିତ୍ରସ୍ତମୁଗ୍ଧହରିଣୀସଦୃଶୈଃ କଟାକ୍ଷୈଃ ॥ 2.8 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
With jingling from swaying bangles and girdle, with anklets whose music outshines the royal swan, and with sidelong glances like frightened innocent doe - which mind do these young women not overpower?
କୁଂକୁମପଂକକଲଂକିତଦେହା
ଗୌରପୟୋଧରକଂପିତହାରା ।
ନୂପୁରହଂସରଣତ୍ପଦ୍ମା
କଂ ନ ଵଶୀକୁରୁତେ ଭୁଵି ରାମା ॥ 2.9 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
With her body streaked with saffron paste, her necklace trembling on her fair breasts, and her lotus-feet ringing with anklets like swans - whom on earth does such a lovely woman not enchant?
ନୂନଂ ହି ତେ କଵିଵରା ଵିପରୀତଵାଚୋ
ୟେ ନିତ୍ୟଂ ଆହୁରବଲା ଇତି କାମିନୀସ୍ତାଃ ।
ୟାଭିର୍ଵିଲୋଲିତରତାରକଦୃଷ୍ଟିପାତୈଃ
ଶକ୍ରାଦୟୋଽପି ଵିଜିତାସ୍ତ୍ଵବଲାଃ କଥଂ ତାଃ ॥ 2.10 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Surely those "great poets" speak upside-down who keep calling women weak; by the playful casting of their rolling, star-like glances even Indra and the gods are conquered - how then are they weak?
ନୂନଂ ଆଜ୍ଞାକରସ୍ତସ୍ୟାଃ ସୁଭ୍ରୁଵୋ ମକରଧ୍ଵଜଃ ।
ୟତସ୍ତନ୍ନେତ୍ରସଂଚାରସୂଚିତେଷୁ ପ୍ରଵର୍ତତେ ॥ 2.11 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Surely Cupid is the obedient servant of that fair-browed woman, because he acts according to the signals given by the movements of her eyes.
କେଶାଃ ସଂୟମିନଃ ଶ୍ରୁତେରପି ପରଂ ପାରଂ ଗତେ ଲୋଚନେ
ଅଂତର୍ଵକ୍ତ୍ରଂ ଅପି ସ୍ଵଭାଵଶୁଚିଭୀଃ କୀର୍ଣଂ ଦ୍ଵିଜାନାଂ ଗଣୈଃ ।
ମୁକ୍ତାନାଂ ସତତାଧିଵାସରୁଚିରୌ ଵକ୍ଷୋଜକୁଂଭାଵିମାଵିତ୍ଥଂ
ତନ୍ଵି ଵପୁଃ ପ୍ରଶାଂତଂ ଅପି ତେରାଗଂ କରୋତ୍ୟେଵ ନଃ ॥ 2.12 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Your hair looks like that of the self-controlled; your eyes seem to extend even beyond the ear; your mouth, naturally bright, is filled with rows of teeth; your two breast-jars are ever beautified by pearls resting on them. O slender one, even though your form is composed, it still awakens passion in us.
ମୁଗ୍ଧେ ଧାନୁଷ୍କତା କେୟଂ ଅପୂର୍ଵା ତ୍ଵୟି ଦୃଶ୍ୟତେ ।
ୟୟା ଵିଧ୍ୟସି ଚେତାଂସି ଗୁଣୈରେଵ ନ ସାୟକୈଃ ॥ 2.13 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
O innocent one, what new kind of archery is seen in you - by which you pierce hearts with your qualities alone, and not with arrows?
ସତି ପ୍ରଦୀପେ ସତ୍ୟଗ୍ନୌ ସତ୍ସୁ ତାରାରଵୀଂଦୁଷୁ ।
ଵିନା ମେ ମୃଗଶାଵାକ୍ଷ୍ୟା ତମୋଭୂତଂ ଇଦଂ ଜଗତ୍ ॥ 2.14 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Though lamp-light, fire, stars, sun, and moon are present, without my fawn-eyed beloved this world becomes darkness to me.
ଉଦ୍ଵୃତ୍ତଃ ସ୍ତନଭାର ଏଷ ତରଲେ ନେତ୍ରେ ଚଲେ ଭ୍ରୂଲତେ
ରାଗାଧିଷ୍ଠିତଂ ଓଷ୍ଠପଲ୍ଲଵଂ ଇଦଂ କୁର୍ଵଂତୁ ନାମ ଵ୍ୟଥାମ୍ ।
ସୌଭାଗ୍ୟାକ୍ଷରମାଲିକେଵ ଲିଖିତା ପୁଷ୍ପାୟୁଧେନ ସ୍ଵୟଂ
ମଧ୍ୟସ୍ଥାପି କରୋତି ତାପଂ ଅଧିକଂ ରୋମାଵଲିଃ କେନ ସା ॥ 2.15 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Let the raised weight of the breasts, the tremulous eyes, the dancing eyebrows, and the lip-bud set with color indeed cause disturbance; but why does the delicate line of abdominal hair, though placed in the middle, produce even greater burning longing - as if Cupid himself wrote it like an auspicious garland of letters?
ମୁଖେନ ଚଂଦ୍ରକାଂତେନ ମହାନୀଲୈଃ ଶିରୋରୁହୈଃ ।
କରାଭ୍ୟାଂ ପଦ୍ମରାଗାଭ୍ୟାଂ ରେଜେ ରତ୍ନମୟୀଵ ସା ॥ 2.16 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
With a moonstone-like face, deep-blue hair, and ruby-like hands, she shone as though she were fashioned from jewels.
ଗୁରୁଣା ସ୍ତନଭାରେଣ ମୁଖଚଂଦ୍ରେଣ ଭାସ୍ଵତା ।
ଶନୈଶ୍ଚରାଭ୍ୟାଂ ପାଦାଭ୍ୟାଂ ରେଜେ ଗ୍ରହମୟୀଵ ସା ॥ 2.17 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
With the heavy "guru" of her breast-weight, with a radiant moon-like face, and with two Saturn-like feet, she appeared as though she were made of planets.
ତସ୍ୟାଃ ସ୍ତନୌ ୟଦି ଘନୌ ଜଘନଂ ଚ ହାରି
ଵକ୍ତ୍ରଂ ଚ ଚାରୁ ତଵ ଚିତ୍ତ କିଂ ଆକୁଲତ୍ଵମ୍ ।
ପୁଣ୍ୟଂ କୁରୁଷ୍ଵ ୟଦି ତେଷୁ ତଵାସ୍ତି ଵାଂଛା
ପୁଣ୍ୟୈର୍ଵିନା ନ ହି ଭଵଂତି ସମୀହିତାର୍ଥାଃ ॥ 2.18 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
O mind, if her breasts are full, her hips charming, and her face lovely, why are you so agitated? If you truly desire such things, cultivate merit - without merit, desired outcomes do not come to pass.
ଇମେ ତାରୁଣ୍ୟଶ୍ରୀନଵପରିମଲାଃ ପ୍ରୌଢସୁରତପ୍ରତାପ
ପ୍ରାରଂଭାଃ ସ୍ମରଵିଜୟଦାନପ୍ରତିଭୁଵଃ ।
ଚିରଂ ଚେତଶ୍ଚୋରା ଅଭିନଵଵିକାରୈକଗୁରଵୋ
ଵିଲାସଵ୍ୟାପାରାଃ କିଂ ଅପି ଵିଜୟଂତେ ମୃଗଦୃଶାମ୍ ॥ 2.19 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
These activities of doe-eyed women - fragrant with the fresh splendor of youth, beginning the heat of mature love-play, granting victory to Cupid, long-time thieves of the mind, and unique teachers of ever-new emotions - triumph in some indescribable way.
ପ୍ରଣୟମଧୁରାଃ ପ୍ରେମୋଦ୍ଗାରା ରସାଶ୍ରୟତାଂ ଗତାଃ
ଫଣିତିମଧୁରା ମୁଗ୍ଧପ୍ରାୟାଃ ପ୍ରକାଶିତସମ୍ମଦାଃ ।
ପ୍ରକୃତିସୁଭଗା ଵିସ୍ରଂଭାର୍ଦ୍ରାଃ ସ୍ମରୋଦୟଦାୟିନୀ
ରହସି କିଂ ଅପି ସ୍ଵୈରାଲାପା ହରଂତି ମୃଗୀଦୃଶାମ୍ ॥ 2.20 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Sweet with affection, rich in outpourings of love and the flavor of emotion; sweet in speech and mostly innocent; naturally charming and softened by trust - the free private conversations of doe-eyed women kindle love and steal the heart.
ଵିଶ୍ରମ୍ୟ ଵିଶ୍ରମ୍ୟ ଵନଦ୍ରୁମାଣାଂ
ଛାୟାସୁ ତନ୍ଵୀ ଵିଚଚାର କାଚିତ୍ ।
ସ୍ତନୋତ୍ତରୀୟେଣ କରୋଦ୍ଧୃତେନ
ନିଵାରୟଂତୀ ଶଶିନୋ ମୟୂଖାନ୍ ॥ 2.21 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
A slender woman wandered, resting again and again in the shade of forest trees, shielding herself from the moon's rays with an upper cloth raised by her hand.
ଅଦର୍ଶନେ ଦର୍ଶନମାତ୍ରକାମା
ଦୃଷ୍ଟ୍ଵା ପରିଷ୍ଵଂଗସୁଖୈକଲୋଲା ।
ଆଲିଂଗିତାୟାଂ ପୁନରାୟତାକ୍ଷ୍ୟାମାଶାସ୍ମହେ
ଵିଗ୍ରହୟୋରଭେଦମ୍ ॥ 2.22 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When we cannot see her, we long only for a sight; once we see her, we long only for the pleasure of an embrace; and when embraced, we again long for the complete non-separation of the two bodies.
ମାଲତୀ ଶିରସି ଜୃଂଭଣଂ ମୁଖେ
ଚଂଦନଂ ଵପୁଷି କୁଂକୁମାଵିଲମ୍ ।
ଵକ୍ଷସି ପ୍ରିୟତମା ମଦାଲସା
ସ୍ଵର୍ଗ ଏଷ ପରିଶିଷ୍ଟ ଆଗମଃ ॥ 2.23 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Jasmine on the head, a blooming smile on the face, sandal paste on the body tinged with saffron, and the beloved lying languid on the chest - this is heaven; anything "to come" is only the remainder.
ପ୍ରାଙ୍ମାଂ ଏତି ମନାଗନାଗତରସଂ ଜାତାଭିଲାଷାଂ ତତଃ
ସଵ୍ରୀଡଂ ତଦନୁ ଶ୍ଲଥୋଦ୍ୟମଂ ଅଥ ପ୍ରଧ୍ଵସ୍ତଧୈର୍ୟଂ ପୁନଃ ।
ପ୍ରେମାର୍ଦ୍ରଂ ସ୍ପୃହଣୀୟନିର୍ଭରରହଃ କ୍ରୀଡାପ୍ରଗଲ୍ଭଂ ତତୋ
ନିଃସଂଗାଂଗଵିକର୍ଷଣାଧିକସୁଖରମ୍ୟଂ କୁଲସ୍ତ୍ରୀରତମ୍ ॥ 2.24 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The love-play of a respectable woman is uniquely delightful: the mind first moves forward and just begins to taste emotion, desire arises; then bashfulness appears and effort slackens, courage collapses again; then it becomes tender with love, then an intensely desirable private moment, then bold play - and finally, playful withdrawals of the limbs that heighten delight.
ଉରସି ନିପତିତାନାଂ ସ୍ରସ୍ତଧମ୍ମିଲ୍ଲକାନାଂ
ମୁକୁଲିତନୟନାନାଂ କିଂଚିଦ୍ଉନ୍ମୀଲିତାନାମ୍ ।
ଉପରି ସୁରତଖେଦସ୍ଵିନ୍ନଗଂଡସ୍ଥଲାନାମଧର
ମଧୁ ଵଧୂନାଂ ଭାଗ୍ୟଵଂତଃ ପିବଂତି ॥ 2.25 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The fortunate drink the honey of the lips of women who lie upon their chest, hair disheveled, eyes closed yet slightly opening, cheeks moist with the fatigue of love-play.
ଆମୀଲିତନୟନାନାଂ ୟଃ
ସୁରତରସୋଽନୁ ସଂଵିଦଂ ଭାତି ।
ମିଥୁରୈର୍ମିଥୋଽଵଧାରିତମଵିତଥମ୍
ଇଦଂ ଏଵ କାମନିର୍ବର୍ହଣମ୍ ॥ 2.26 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
That which shines as the shared, unspoken understanding within love-play - when eyes are half-closed - and which couples mutually recognize as true: this alone is the fulfilment of love.
ଇଦଂ ଅନୁଚିତଂ ଅକ୍ରମଶ୍ଚ ପୁଂସାଂ
ୟଦିହ ଜରାସ୍ଵପି ମନ୍ମଥା ଵିକାରାଃ ।
ତଦପି ଚ ନ କୃତଂ ନିତଂବିନୀନାଂ
ସ୍ତନପତନାଵଧି ଜୀଵିତଂ ରତଂ ଵା ॥ 2.27 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
It is improper and out of order for men if the stirrings of desire persist even in old age; yet, for women of shapely hips it is not said to be so - as though their life remains love and delight until the signs of age appear.
ରାଜସ୍ତୃଷ୍ଣାଂବୁରାଶେର୍ନ ହି ଜଗତି ଗତଃ କଶ୍ଚିଦେଵାଵସାନଂ
କୋ ଵାର୍ଥୋଽର୍ଥୈଃ ପ୍ରଭୂତୈଃ ସ୍ଵଵପୁଷି ଗଲିତେ ୟୌଵନେ ସାନୁରାଗେ ।
ଗଚ୍ଛାମଃ ସଦ୍ମ ୟାଵଦ୍ଵିକସିତନୟନେଂଦୀଵରାଲୋକିନୀନାମାକ୍ରମ୍ୟାକ୍ରମ୍ୟ
ରୂପଂ ଝଟିତି ନ ଜରୟା ଲୁପ୍ୟତେ ପ୍ରେୟସୀନାମ୍ ॥ 2.28 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
There is no end, in this world, to the ocean of craving for power and splendor. What is the use of abundant wealth when youth and passion slip away from the body? Let us go, again and again, to the homes of lotus-eyed beloveds while their beauty is not yet quickly taken away by old age.
ରାଗସ୍ୟାଗାରଂ ଏକଂ ନରକଶତମହାଦୁଃଖସଂପ୍ରାପ୍ତିହେତୁର୍ମୋହସ୍ୟୋତ୍ପତ୍ତି
ବୀଜଂ ଜଲଧରପଟଲଂ ଜ୍ଞାନତାରାଧିପସ୍ୟ ।
କଂଦର୍ପସ୍ୟୈକମିତ୍ରଂ ପ୍ରକଟିତଵିଵିଧସ୍ପଷ୍ଟଦୋଷପ୍ରବଂଧଂ
ଲୋକେଽସ୍ମିନ୍ନ ହ୍ୟର୍ଥଵ୍ରଜକୁଲଭଵନୟୌଵନାଦନ୍ୟଦସ୍ତି ॥ 2.29 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Youth is the sole abode of passion; the cause of countless hell-like sufferings; the seed from which delusion is born; a mass of clouds that hides the moon of wisdom; Cupid's closest friend; and a chain of clearly visible faults. Indeed, in this world people seem to know nothing beyond wealth, retinue, family, home, and youth.
ଶୃଂଗାରଦ୍ରୁମନୀରଦେ ପ୍ରସୃମରକ୍ରୀଡାରସସ୍ରୋତସି
ପ୍ରଦ୍ୟୁମ୍ନପ୍ରିୟବାଂଧଵେ ଚତୁରଵାଙ୍ମୁକ୍ତାଫଲୋଦନ୍ଵତି ।
ତନ୍ଵୀନେତ୍ରଚକୋରପାଵନଵିଧୌ ସୌଭାଗ୍ୟଲକ୍ଷ୍ମୀନିଧୌ
ଧନ୍ୟଃ କୋଽପି ନ ଵିକ୍ରିୟାଂ କଲୟତି ପ୍ରାପ୍ତେ ନଵେ ୟୌଵନେ ॥ 2.30 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When fresh youth arrives - like a raincloud nourishing the tree of romance, like a stream overflowing with playful delight, like an ocean rich with pearl-like clever speech, like a treasure-house of fortune and beauty - who, even among the blessed, does not undergo a transformation?
ସଂସାରେଽସ୍ମିନ୍ନସାରେ କୁନୃପତିଭଵନଦ୍ଵାରସେଵାକଲଂକଵ୍ୟାସଂଗ
ଵ୍ୟସ୍ତଧୈର୍ୟଂ କଥଂ ଅମଲଧିୟୋ ମାନସଂ ସଂଵିଦଧ୍ୟୁଃ ।
ୟଦ୍ୟେତାଃ ପ୍ରୋଦ୍ୟଦ୍ଇଂଦୁଦ୍ୟୁତିନିଚୟଭୃତୋ ନ ସ୍ୟୁରଂଭୋଜନେତ୍ରାଃ
ପ୍ରେଂଖତ୍କାଂଚୀକଲାପାଃ ସ୍ତନଭରଵିନମନ୍ମଧ୍ୟଭାଜସ୍ତରୁଣ୍ୟଃ ॥ 2.31 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In this essence-less world, tainted by humiliating service at the gates of petty rulers, how could the minds of the pure-hearted ever stay composed - if these young women did not exist: lotus-eyed, shining like a newly risen moon, their girdles swaying, their waists gently bent beneath youthful fullness?
ସିଦ୍ଧାଧ୍ୟାସିତକଂଦରେ ହରଵୃଷସ୍କଂଧାଵରୁଗ୍ଣଦ୍ରୁମେ
ଗଂଗାଧୌତଶିଲାତଲେ ହିମଵତଃ ସ୍ଥାନେ ସ୍ଥିତେ ଶ୍ରେୟସି ।
କଃ କୁର୍ଵୀତ ଶିରଃ ପ୍ରଣାମମଲିନଂ ମ୍ଲାନଂ ମନସ୍ଵୀ ଜନୋ
ୟଦ୍ଵିତ୍ରସ୍ତକୁରଂଗଶାଵନୟନା ନ ସ୍ୟୁଃ ସ୍ମରାସ୍ତ୍ରଂ ସ୍ତ୍ରିୟଃ ॥ 2.32 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Even in a most auspicious Himalayan retreat - caves inhabited by spiritual adepts, rocks washed by the river Ganga, and forest traces of Shiva's bull - what spirited person would let the head be soiled by repeated bowing and the mind droop, if women with frightened-fawn eyes were not Cupid's weapons?
ସଂସାର ତଵ ପର୍ୟଂତପଦଵୀ ନ ଦଵୀୟସୀ ।
ଅଂତରା ଦୁସ୍ତରା ନ ସ୍ୟୁର୍ୟଦି ତେ ମଦିରେକ୍ଷଣାମ୍ ॥ 2.33 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The road through this worldly life does not feel long, and the stretch in between does not feel hard to cross, if your intoxicating eyes are with me.
ଦିଶ ଵନହରିଣୀଭ୍ୟୋ ଵଂଶକାଂଡଚ୍ଛଵୀନାଂ
କଵଲଂ ଉପଲକୋଟିଚ୍ଛିନ୍ନମୂଲଂ କୁଶାନାମ୍ ।
ଶକୟୁଵତିକପୋଲାପାଂଡୁତାଂବୂଲଵଲ୍ଲୀଦଲମ୍
ଅରୁଣନଖାଗ୍ରୈଃ ପାଟିତଂ ଵା ଵଧୂଭ୍ୟଃ ॥ 2.34 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
To deer, offer a morsel of sacred grass, pale as bamboo-stalks and with roots cut clean by stone; to brides, offer a betel-leaf, pale as a maiden's cheek and torn by the reddish tips of nails.
ଅସାରାଃ ସର୍ଵେ ତେ ଵିରତିଵିରସାଃ ପାପଵିଷୟା
ଜୁଗୁପ୍ସ୍ୟଂତାଂ ୟଦ୍ଵା ନନୁ ସକଲଦୋଷାସ୍ପଦଂ ଇତି ।
ତଥାପ୍ୟେତଦ୍ଭୂମୌ ନହି ପରହିତାତ୍ପୁଣ୍ୟଂ ଅଧିକଂ
ନ ଚାସ୍ମିନ୍ସଂସାରେ କୁଵଲୟଦୃଶୋ ରମ୍ୟଂ ଅପରମ୍ ॥ 2.35 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Let all sense-objects be declared worthless, tasteless to the dispassionate, and to be shunned as an abode of faults; yet on this earth there is no virtue greater than working for others' welfare, and in this world there is no delight greater than the eyes of a lotus-eyed beloved.
ଏତତ୍କାମଫଲୋ ଲୋକେ ୟଦ୍ଦ୍ଵୟୋରେକଚିତ୍ତତା ।
ଅନ୍ୟଚିତ୍ତକୃତେ କାମେ ଶଵୟୋରିଵ ସଂଗମଃ ॥ 2.35.1 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The real fruit of love in this world is two people becoming of one mind; when love is with someone whose mind is elsewhere, their union is like the meeting of two corpses.
ମାତ୍ସର୍ୟଂ ଉତ୍ସାର୍ୟ ଵିଚାର୍ୟ କାର୍ୟମାର୍ୟାଃ
ସମର୍ୟାଦଂ ଇଦଂ ଵଦଂତୁ ।
ସେଵ୍ୟା ନିତଂବାଃ କିଂ ଉ ଭୂଧରାଣାମତ
ସ୍ମରସ୍ମେରଵିଲାସିନୀନାମ୍ ॥ 2.36 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Let the noble, setting aside envy and thinking clearly about what is worth pursuing, say this with propriety: are the hips we should "serve" those of mountains - or rather those of love-smiling, playful women?
ସଂସାରେ ସ୍ଵପ୍ନସାରେ ପରିଣତିତରଲେ ଦ୍ଵେ ଗତୀ ପଂଡିତାନାଂ
ତତ୍ତ୍ଵଜ୍ଞାନାମୃତାଂଭଃପ୍ଲଵଲଲିତଧିୟାଂ ୟାତୁ କାଲଃ କଥଂଚିତ୍ ।
ନୋ ଚେନ୍ମୁଗ୍ଧାଂଗନାନାଂ ସ୍ତନଜଘନଘନାଭୋଗସଂଭୋଗିନୀନାଂ
ସ୍ଥୂଲୋପସ୍ଥସ୍ଥଲୀଷୁ ସ୍ଥଗିତକରତଲସ୍ପର୍ଶଲୀଲୋଦ୍ୟମାନାମ୍ ॥ 2.37 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In this dream-like and ever-shifting world, the learned have only two meaningful ways for time to pass: either through minds delighting in truth-knowledge - a raft of nectar - or else (if not that) amid the intimate play of innocent young women, rich in youthful abundance.
ଆଵାସଃ କ୍ରିୟତାଂ ଗଂଗେ ପାପହାରିଣି ଵାରିଣି ।
ସ୍ତନଦ୍ଵୟେ ତରୁଣ୍ୟା ଵା ମନୋହାରିଣି ହାରିଣି ॥ 2.38 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Let your dwelling be made either in the sin-removing waters of the river Ganga, or in the mind-stealing bosom of a young woman.
କିଂ ଇହ ବହୁଭିରୁକ୍ତୈର୍ୟୁକ୍ତିଶୂନ୍ୟୈଃ ପ୍ରଲାପୈର୍ଦ୍ଵୟମ୍
ଇହ ପୁରୁଷାଣାଂ ସର୍ଵଦା ସେଵନୀୟମ୍ ।
ଅଭିନଵମଦଲୀଲାଲାଲସଂ ସୁଂଦରୀଣାଂ
ସ୍ତନଭରପରିଖିନ୍ନଂ ୟୌଵନଂ ଵା ଵନଂ ଵା ॥ 2.39 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Why so much senseless talk? In this world, there are only two pursuits that people truly cling to: either the fresh, passionate youth of beautiful women, or the solitude of the forest.
ସତ୍ୟଂ ଜନା ଵଚ୍ମି ନ ପକ୍ଷପାତାଲ୍
ଲୋକେଷୁ ସପ୍ତସ୍ଵପି ତଥ୍ୟଂ ଏତତ୍ ।
ନାନ୍ୟନ୍ମନୋହାରି ନିତଂବିନୀଭ୍ୟୋ
ଦୁଃଖୈକହେତୁର୍ନ ଚ କଶ୍ଚିଦନ୍ୟଃ ॥ 2.40 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
People, I say this truly and without bias: across all the seven worlds, there is no other single cause of sorrow than captivating women.
କାଂତେତ୍ୟୁତ୍ପଲଲୋଚନେତି ଵିପୁଲଶ୍ରୋଣୀଭରେତ୍ୟୁନ୍ନମତ୍ପୀନୋତ୍ତୁଂଗ
ପୟୋଧରେତି ସମୁଖାଂଭୋଜେତି ସୁଭ୍ରୂରିତି ।
ଦୃଷ୍ଟ୍ଵା ମାଦ୍ୟତି ମୋଦତେଽଭିରମତେ ପ୍ରସ୍ତୌତି ଵିଦ୍ଵାନପି
ପ୍ରତ୍ୟକ୍ଷାଶୁଚିଭସ୍ତ୍ରିକାଂ ସ୍ତ୍ରିୟଂ ଅହୋ ମୋହସ୍ୟ ଦୁଶ୍ଚେଷ୍ଟିତମ୍ ॥ 2.41 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Calling her "beloved", "lotus-eyed", "broad-hipped", "high and full-breasted", "lotus-faced", "beautiful-browed" - merely seeing her, even a scholar becomes intoxicated, rejoices, delights, and praises, though she is plainly a bag of impurities. Alas, what a mischief of delusion!
ସ୍ମୃତା ଭଵତି ତାପାୟ ଦୃଷ୍ଟା ଚୋନ୍ମାଦକାରିଣୀ ।
ସ୍ପୃଷ୍ଟା ଭଵତି ମୋହାୟ ସା ନାମ ଦୟିତା କଥମ୍ ॥ 2.42 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Remembered she burns; seen she drives one into frenzy; touched she bewilders. How then is she called a "beloved"?
ତାଵଦେଵାମୃତମୟୀ ୟାଵଲ୍ଲୋଚନଗୋଚରା ।
ଚକ୍ଷୁଷ୍ପଥାଦତୀତା ତୁ ଵିଷାଦପ୍ୟତିରିଚ୍ୟତେ ॥ 2.43 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
She is nectar only as long as she remains within sight; once she goes beyond the eyes' reach, she becomes worse than poison (through the pain of longing).
ନାମୃତଂ ନ ଵିଷଂ କିଂଚିଦେତାଂ ମୁକ୍ତ୍ଵା ନିତଂବିନୀମ୍ ।
ସୈଵାମୃତଲତା ରକ୍ତା ଵିରକ୍ତା ଵିଷଵଲ୍ଲରୀ ॥ 2.44 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Except for this beloved, nothing is really nectar or poison: when she is affectionate she is a vine of nectar, and when she turns indifferent she becomes a vine of poison.
ଆଵର୍ତଃ ସଂଶୟାନାଂ ଅଵିନୟଭୁଵନଂ ପଟ୍ଟଣଂ ସାହସାନାଂ
ଦୋଷାଣାଂ ସନ୍ନିଧାନଂ କପଟଶତମୟଂ କ୍ଷେତ୍ରଂ ଅପ୍ରତ୍ୟୟାନାମ୍ ।
ସ୍ଵର୍ଗଦ୍ଵାରସ୍ୟ ଵିଘ୍ନୋ ନରକପୁରମୁଖ ସର୍ଵମାୟାକରଂଡଂ
ସ୍ତ୍ରୀୟଂତ୍ରଂ କେନ ସୃଷ୍ଟଂ ଵିଷଂ ଅମୃତମୟଂ ପ୍ରାଣିଲୋକସ୍ୟ ପାଶଃ ॥ 2.45 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Who created this "woman-device" - a whirlpool of doubts, a realm of indiscipline, a city of rashness, an abode of faults, a field made of a hundred deceits, an obstacle at heaven's gate and the doorway to hell, a basket of every illusion - a poison that appears as nectar, a snare for living beings?
ନୋ ସତ୍ୟେନ ମୃଗାଂକ ଏଷ ଵଦନୀଭୂତୋ ନ ଚେଂଦୀଵରଦ୍ଵଂଦ୍ଵଂ
ଲୋଚନତାଂ ଗତ ନ କନକୈରପ୍ୟଂଗୟଷ୍ଟିଃ କୃତା ।
କିଂତ୍ଵେଵଂ କଵିଭିଃ ପ୍ରତାରିତମନାସ୍ତତ୍ତ୍ଵଂ ଵିଜାନନ୍ନପି
ତ୍ଵଙ୍ମାଂସାସ୍ଥିମୟଂ ଵପୁର୍ମୃଗଦୃଶାଂ ମଂଦୋ ଜନଃ ସେଵତେ ॥ 2.46 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Truly, the moon has not become her face; nor have blue lotuses become her eyes; nor is her body made of gold. Yet the dull person, though knowing reality, still clings to the deer-eyed woman's body made of skin, flesh, and bone - his mind deceived by poets.
ଲୀଲାଵତୀନାଂ ସହଜା ଵିଲାସାସ୍ତ
ଏଵ ମୂଢସ୍ୟ ହୃଦି ସ୍ଫୁରଂତି ।
ରାଗୋ ନଲିନ୍ୟା ହି ନିସର୍ଗସିଦ୍ଧସ୍ତତ୍ର
ଭ୍ରମ୍ତ୍ୟେଵ ଵୃଥା ଷଡ୍ଅଂଘ୍ରିଃ ॥ 2.47 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In a fool's heart, the inborn graces of playful women alone keep flashing. The lotus's redness is natural; still the six-footed bee, deluded, buzzes about it in vain.
ସଂମୋହୟଂତି ମଦୟଂତି ଵିଡଂବୟଂତି
ନିର୍ଭର୍ତ୍ସ୍ୟଂତି ରମୟଂତି ଵିଷାଦୟଂତି ।
ଏତାଃ ପ୍ରଵିଶ୍ୟ ସଦୟଂ ହୃଦୟଂ ନରାଣାଂ
କିଂ ନାମ ଵାମନୟନା ନ ସମାଚରଂତି ॥ 2.47.1 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
They bewilder, intoxicate, deceive, scold, delight, and sadden - once these beautiful-eyed women enter a man's tender heart, what is it that they do not do?
ୟଦେତତ୍ପୂର୍ଣେଂଦୁଦ୍ୟୁତିହରଂ ଉଦାରାକୃତି ପରଂ
ମୁଖାବ୍ଜଂ ତନ୍ଵଂଗ୍ୟାଃ କିଲ ଵସତି ୟତ୍ରାଧରମଧୁ ।
ଇଦଂ ତତ୍କିଂ ପାକଦ୍ରୁମଫଲଂ ଇଦାନୀଂ ଅତିରସଵ୍ୟତୀତେଽସ୍ମିନ୍
କାଲେ ଵିଷଂ ଇଵ ଭଵିଷ୍ୟ୍ତ୍ୟସୁଖଦମ୍ ॥ 2.48 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
This splendid lotus-face of the slender beloved, stealing the shine of the full moon, where the honey of her lips resides - is it not a ripe fruit? Yet when its excessive sweetness has passed with time, it will turn, as it were, into poison and bring pain.
ଉନ୍ମୀଲତ୍ତ୍ରିଵଲୀତରଂଗନିଲୟା ପ୍ରୋତ୍ତୁଂଗପୀନସ୍ତନଦ୍ଵଂଦ୍ଵେନୋଦ୍ଗତ
ଚକ୍ରଵାକୟୁଗଲା ଵକ୍ତ୍ରାଂବୁଜୋଦ୍ଭାସିନୀ ।
କାଂତାକାରଧରା ନଦୀୟଂ ଅଭିତଃ କ୍ରୂରାତ୍ର ନାପେକ୍ଷତେ
ସଂସାରାର୍ଣଵମଜ୍ଜନଂ ୟଦି ତଦା ଦୂରେଣ ସଂତ୍ୟଜ୍ୟତାମ୍ ॥ 2.49 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
This river shaped like a beloved - with waves like the soft lines of her waist, with a pair of love-birds rising from lofty, full breasts, shining with a lotus-like face - is cruel and shows no regard. If you wish to avoid drowning in the ocean of worldly life, abandon it from far away.
ଜଲ୍ପଂତି ସାର୍ଧଂ ଅନ୍ୟେନ ପଶ୍ୟଂତ୍ୟନ୍ୟଂ ସଵିଭ୍ରମାଃ ।
ହୃଦ୍ଗତଂ ଚିଂତୟଂତ୍ୟନ୍ୟଂ ପ୍ରିୟଃ କୋ ନାମ ୟୋଷିତାମ୍ ॥ 2.50 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
They chat with one, glance at another with playful charm, and think of yet another in the heart - who, indeed, is the beloved of women?
ମଧୁ ତିଷ୍ଠତି ଵାଚି ୟୋଷିତାଂ ହୃଦି ହାଲାହଲଂ ଏଵ କେଵଲମ୍ ।
ଅତଏଵ ନିପୀୟତେଽଧରୋ ହୃଦୟଂ ମୁଷ୍ଟିଭିରେଵ ତାଡ୍ୟତେ ॥ 2.51 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Honey sits on women's tongues, but only poison in their hearts; therefore the lip is "drunk" (kissed), while the heart is, as it were, struck with fists.
ଅପସର ସଖେ ଦୂରାଦସ୍ମାତ୍କଟାକ୍ଷଵିଷାନଲାତ୍
ପ୍ରକୃତିଵିଷମାଦ୍ୟୋଷିତ୍ସର୍ପାଦ୍ଵିଲାସଫଣାଭୃତଃ ।
ଇତରଫଣିନା ଦଷ୍ଟଃ ଶକ୍ୟଶ୍ଚିକିତ୍ସିତୁଂ ଔଷଧୈଶ୍ଚତୁର୍
ଵନିତାଭୋଗିଗ୍ରସ୍ତଂ ହି ମଂତ୍ରିଣଃ ॥ 2.52 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Move away, my friend, far from this poison-fire of a sidelong glance, from the naturally venomous woman-snake whose hood is coquettish charm. A bite from another snake can be treated with medicines, but one seized by the woman-snake cannot be cured even by the skilled.
ଵିସ୍ତାରିତଂ ମକରକେତନଧୀଵରେଣ
ସ୍ତ୍ରୀସଂଜ୍ଞିତଂ ବଡିଶଂ ଅତ୍ର ଭଵାଂବୁରାଶୌ ।
ୟେନାଚିରାତ୍ତଦ୍ଅଧରାମିଷଲୋଲମର୍ତ୍ୟ
ମତ୍ସ୍ୟାନ୍ଵିକୃଷ୍ୟ ଵିପଚତ୍ୟନୁରାଗଵହ୍ନୌ ॥ 2.53 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Cupid, the fisherman, casts into the ocean of worldly life a hook called "woman"; with it he soon drags out the mortal fish, greedy for the bait of her lips, and cooks him in the fire of passion.
କାମିନୀକାୟକାଂତାରେ କୁଚପର୍ଵତଦୁର୍ଗମେ ।
ମା ସଂଚର ମନଃ ପାଂଥ ତତ୍ରାସ୍ତେ ସ୍ମରତସ୍କରଃ ॥ 2.54 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
O mind, traveler - do not wander in the wilderness of a woman's body, hard to cross with its "mountains" of breasts; for there the thief called desire lies in wait.
ଵ୍ୟାଡୀର୍ଘେଣ ଚଲେନ ଵକ୍ତ୍ରଗତିନା ତେଜସ୍ଵିନା ଭୋଗିନା
ନୀଲାବ୍ଜଦ୍ୟୁତିନାହିନା ପରଂ ଅହଂ ଦୃଷ୍ଟୋ ନ ତଚ୍ଚକ୍ଷୁଷା ।
ଦୃଷ୍ଟେ ସଂତି ଚିକିତ୍ସକା ଦିଶି ଦିଶି ପ୍ରାୟେଣ ଧନାର୍ଥିନୋ
ମୁଗ୍ଧାକ୍ଷକ୍ଷଣଵୀକ୍ଷିତସ୍ୟ ନ ହି ମେ ଵୈଦ୍ୟୋ ନ ଚାପ୍ୟୌଷଧମ୍ ॥ 2.55 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
I have never been looked at by a radiant serpent - long, restless in its head-movement, gleaming like a blue lotus. And even if I were, physicians are found everywhere, generally seeking fees; but for the momentary glance of an innocent-eyed girl, I have neither doctor nor medicine.
ଇହ ହି ମଧୁରଗୀତଂ ନୃତ୍ୟଂ ଏତଦ୍ରସୋଽୟଂ
ସ୍ଫୁରତି ପରିମଲୋଽସୌ ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏଷ ସ୍ତନାନାମ୍ ।
ଇତି ହତପରମାର୍ଥୈରିଂଦ୍ରିୟୈର୍ଭ୍ରାମ୍ୟମାଣଃ
ସ୍ଵହିତକରଣଧୂର୍ତୈଃ ପଂଚଭିର୍ଵଂଚିତୋଽସ୍ମି ॥ 2.56 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Here are sweet song and dance, all this delight; here is that fragrance, this touch of breasts - and so, my senses, having ruined my higher purpose, make me wander; I have been cheated by the five rogues that pretend to act for my welfare.
ନ ଗମ୍ୟୋ ମଂତ୍ରାଣାଂ ନ ଚ ଭଵତି ଭୈଷଜ୍ୟଵିଷୟୋ
ନ ଚାପି ପ୍ରଧ୍ଵଂସଂ ଵ୍ରଜତି ଵିଵିଧୈଃ ଶାଂତିକଶତୈଃ ।
ଭ୍ରମାଵେଶାଦଂଗେ କଂ ଅପି ଵିଦଧଦ୍ଭଂଗଂ ଅସକୃତ୍
ସ୍ମରାପସ୍ମାରୋଽୟଂ ଭ୍ରମୟତି ଦୃଶଂ ଘୂର୍ଣୟତି ଚ ॥ 2.57 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
It cannot be cured by mantras, it is not a case for medicine, and it does not go away even with hundreds of pacifying rites. Entering the body like delusion and repeatedly causing disturbance, this "Cupid-epilepsy" makes the eyes reel and whirl.
ଜାତ୍ୟ୍ଅଂଧାୟ ଚ ଦୁର୍ମୁଖାୟ ଚ ଜରାଜୀର୍ଣା ଖିଲାଂଗାୟ ଚ
ଗ୍ରାମୀଣାୟ ଚ ଦୁଷ୍କୁଲାୟ ଚ ଗଲତ୍କୁଷ୍ଠାଭିଭୂତାୟ ଚ ।
ୟଚ୍ଛଂତୀଷୁ ମନୋହରଂ ନିଜଵପୁଲକ୍ଷ୍ମୀଲଵଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧୟା
ପଣ୍ୟସ୍ତ୍ରୀଷୁ ଵିଵେକକଲ୍ପଲତିକାଶସ୍ତ୍ରୀଷୁ ରାଜ୍ୟେତ କଃ ॥ 2.58 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When courtesans, trusting even a little in their bodily beauty, offer charms even to the born-blind, the ugly, the age-worn, the crippled, the rustic, the low-born, and the leprous - who could remain sovereign (in self-control) before such women, like weapons that cut down discernment?
ଵେଶ୍ୟାସୌ ମଦନଜ୍ଵାଲା
ରୂପେଽଂଧନଵିଵର୍ଧିତା ।
କାମିଭିର୍ୟତ୍ର ହୂୟଂତେ
ୟୌଵନାନି ଧନାନି ଚ ॥ 2.59 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
This courtesan is a flame of desire, fanned by the fuel of beauty; into her fire, lovers pour their youth and wealth.
କଶ୍ଚୁଂବତି କୁଲପୁରୁଷୋ ଵେଶ୍ୟାଧରପଲ୍ଲଵଂ ମନୋଜ୍ଞଂ ଅପି ।
ଚାରଭଟଚୋରଚେଟକନଟଵିଟନିଷ୍ଠୀଵନଶରାଵମ୍ ॥ 2.60 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
What respectable person would kiss even the charming, bud-like lip of a courtesan - a "spittle-bowl" for spies, soldiers, thieves, servants, actors, and rakes?
ଧନ୍ୟାସ୍ତ ଏଵ ଧଵଲାୟତଲୋଚନାନାଂ
ତାରୁଣ୍ୟଦର୍ପଘନପୀନପୟୋଧରାଣାମ୍ ।
କ୍ଷାମୋଦରୋପରି ଲସତ୍ତ୍ରିଵଲୀଲତାନାଂ
ଦୃଷ୍ଟ୍ଵାକୃତିଂ ଵିକୃତିଂ ଏତି ମନୋ ନ ୟେଷାମ୍ ॥ 2.61 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Blessed indeed are those whose minds do not become distorted even after seeing the captivating forms of such women - bright-eyed, full with youthful pride, and slender-waisted with the triple folds on the belly shining like vines.
ବାଲେ ଲୀଲାମୁକୁଲିତଂ ଅମୀ ମଂଥରା ଦୃଷ୍ଟିପାତାଃ
କିଂ କ୍ଷିପ୍ୟଂତେ ଵିରମଵିରମ ଵ୍ୟର୍ଥ ଏଷ ଶ୍ରମସ୍ତେ ।
ସଂପ୍ରତ୍ୟନ୍ୟେ ଵୟଂ ଉପରତଂ ବାଲ୍ୟଂ ଆସ୍ଥା ଵନାଂତେ
କ୍ଷୀଣୋ ମୋହସ୍ତୃଣଂ ଇଵ ଜଗଜ୍ଜାଲଂ ଆଲୋକୟାମଃ ॥ 2.62 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
O girl, why do you keep casting these slow, playfully half-closed glances? Stop, stop - your effort is futile. We have now left childishness behind and taken up life in the forest; delusion has faded, and we behold the world's net as mere straw.
ଇୟଂ ବାଲା ମାଂ ପ୍ରତ୍ୟନଵରତଂ ଇଂଦୀଵରଦଲପ୍ରଭା
ଚୀରଂ ଚକ୍ଷୁଃ କ୍ଷିପତି କିଂ ଅଭିପ୍ରେତଂ ଅନୟା ।
ଗତୋ ମୋହୋଽସ୍ମାକଂ ସ୍ମରଶବରବାଣଵ୍ୟତିକରଜ୍ଵର
ଜ୍ଵାଲା ଶାଂତା ତଦପି ନ ଵରାକୀ ଵିରମତି ॥ 2.63 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
This young girl keeps casting, again and again, her blue-lotus-petal-like gaze toward me for a long time - what does she intend? Our delusion is gone; the fever-flame born of Cupid-the-hunter's shower of arrows is quenched, and yet the poor girl does not stop.
କିଂ କଂଦର୍ପ କରଂ କଦର୍ଥୟସି ରେ କୋଦଂଡଟଂକାରିତଂ
ରେ ରେ କୋକିଲ କୋମଲଂ କଲରଵଂ କିଂ ଵା ଵୃଥା ଜଲ୍ପସି ।
ମୁଗ୍ଧେ ସ୍ନିଗ୍ଧଵିଦଗ୍ଧଚାରୁମଧୁରୈର୍ଲୋଲୈଃ କଟାକ୍ଷୈରଲଂ
ଚେତଶ୍ଚୁଂବିତଚଂଦ୍ରଚୂଡଚରଣଧ୍ୟାନାମୃତଂ ଵର୍ତତେ ॥ 2.64 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Why, Cupid, do you still trouble me with your bow's twang? O cuckoo, why sing your sweet notes in vain? O innocent girl, enough with your affectionate, clever, lovely, sweet, playful side-glances - my mind abides in the nectar of meditation on the feet of moon-crested Shiva.
ଵିରହେଽପି ସଂଗମଃ ଖଲୁ
ପରସ୍ପରଂ ସଂଗତଂ ମନୋ ୟେଷାମ୍ ।
ହୃଦୟଂ ଅପି ଵିଘଟ୍ଟିତଂ ଚେତ୍
ସଂଗୀ ଵିରହଂ ଵିଶେଷୟତି ॥ 2.65 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Even in separation there is union for those whose minds are mutually united; and even if the heart is broken, that very union only heightens the poignancy of separation.
କିଂ ଗତେନ ୟଦି ସା ନ ଜୀଵତି
ପ୍ରାଣିତି ପ୍ରିୟତମା ତଥାପି କିମ୍ ।
ଇତ୍ୟୁଦୀକ୍ଷ୍ୟ ନଵମେଘମାଲିକାଂ
ନ ପ୍ରୟାତି ପଥିକଃ ସ୍ଵମଂଦିରମ୍ ॥ 2.66 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Thinking, "What is the point of going back if she is not alive? And even if the beloved is alive, what then?" - on seeing a garland of fresh clouds, the traveler does not go to his home.
ଵିରମତ ବୁଧା ୟୋଷିତ୍ସଂଗାତ୍ସୁଖାତ୍କ୍ଷଣଭଂଗୁରାତ୍
କୁରୁତ କରୁଣାମୈତ୍ରୀପ୍ରଜ୍ଞାଵଧୂଜନସଂଗମମ୍ ।
ନ ଖଲୁ ନରକେ ହାରାକ୍ରାଂତଂ ଘନସ୍ତନମଂଡଲଂ
ଶରଣଂ ଅଥଵା ଶ୍ରୋଣୀବିଂବଂ ରଣନ୍ମଣିମେଖଲମ୍ ॥ 2.67 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Wise ones, refrain from the fleeting pleasure found in women's company; cultivate instead the company of compassion, friendship, and wisdom. For in hell, neither necklace-clad heavy bosoms nor rounded hips with jingling jeweled girdles will be your refuge.
ୟଦା ୟୋଗାଭ୍ୟାସଵ୍ୟସନକୃଶୟୋରାତ୍ମମନସୋରଵିଚ୍ଛିନ୍ନା
ମୈତ୍ରୀ ସ୍ଫୁରତି କୃତିନସ୍ତସ୍ୟ କିଂ ଉ ତୈଃ ।
ପ୍ରିୟାଣାଂ ଆଲାପୈରଧରମଧୁଭିର୍ଵକ୍ତ୍ରଵିଧୁଭିଃ
ସନିଶ୍ଵାସାମୋଦୈଃ ସକୁଚକଲଶାଶ୍ଲେଷସୁରତୈଃ ॥ 2.68 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When, through intense meditative discipline, an unbroken harmony between the self and the mind shines in an accomplished person, what need has he of lovers' talk, honey-lips, moonlike faces, fragrant breaths, and intimate embraces?
ୟଦାସୀଦଜ୍ଞାନଂ ସ୍ମରତିମିରସଂଚାରଜନିତଂ
ତଦା ଦୃଷ୍ଟନାରୀମୟଂ ଇଦଂ ଅଶେଷଂ ଜଗଦିତି ।
ଇଦାନୀଂ ଅସ୍ମାକଂ ପଟୁତରଵିଵେକାଂଜନଜୁଷାଂ
ସମୀଭୂତା ଦୃଷ୍ଟିସ୍ତ୍ରିଭୁଵନଂ ଅପି ବ୍ରହ୍ମ ମନୁତେ ॥ 2.69 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When ignorance, produced by the roaming darkness of desire, prevailed, this entire world seemed nothing but the beloved - as if it were "made of woman". But now, with sharp discernment, our vision has become steady: we see even the three worlds as the one Absolute Reality.
ତାଵଦେଵ କୃତିନାଂ ଅପି ସ୍ଫୁରତ୍ୟେଷ
ନିର୍ମଲଵିଵେକଦୀପକଃ ।
ୟାଵଦେଵ ନ କୁରଂଗଚକ୍ଷୁଷାଂ
ତାଡ୍ୟତେ ଚଟୁଲଲୋଚନାଂଚଲୈଃ ॥ 2.70 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Even in the accomplished, the lamp of pure discernment shines only so long as it is not struck by the playful, darting glances of doe-eyed women.
ଵଚସି ଭଵତି ସଂଗତ୍ୟାଗଂ ଉଦ୍ଦିଶ୍ୟ ଵାର୍ତା
ଶ୍ରୁତିମୁଖରମୁଖାନାଂ କେଵଲଂ ପଂଡିତାନାମ୍ ।
ଜଘନଂ ଅରୁଣରତ୍ନଗ୍ରଂଥିକାଂଚୀକଲାପଂ
କୁଵଲୟନୟନାନାଂ କୋ ଵିହାତୁଂ ସମର୍ଥଃ ॥ 2.71 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Scholars whose mouths resound with the Vedas may speak of "renouncing attachments" - but who is actually capable of giving up the lotus-eyed woman's hips adorned with a waist-girdle knotted with red gems?
ସ୍ଵପରପ୍ରତାରକୋଽସୌ
ନିଂଦତି ୟୋଽଲୀକପଂଡିତୋ ୟୁଵତୀଃ ।
ୟସ୍ମାତ୍ତପସୋଽପି ଫଲଂ
ସ୍ଵର୍ଗଃ ସ୍ଵର୍ଗେଽପି ଚାପ୍ସରସଃ ॥ 2.72 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
That hypocritical "scholar" who condemns young women is a deceiver of both himself and others; for even austerity bears the fruit of heaven - and even in heaven there are celestial nymphs.
ମତ୍ତେଭକୁଂଭଦଲନେ ଭୁଵି ସଂତି ଧୀରାଃ
କେଚିତ୍ପ୍ରଚଂଡମୃଗରାଜଵଧେଽପି ଦକ୍ଷାଃ ।
କିଂତୁ ବ୍ରଵୀମି ବଲିନାଂ ପୁରତଃ ପ୍ରସହ୍ୟ
କଂଦର୍ପଦର୍ପଦଲନେ ଵିରଲା ମନୁଷ୍ୟାଃ ॥ 2.73 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
On earth there are heroes who can split the temples of a maddened elephant, and some who are skilled even at slaying a fierce lion; but I say boldly, even before the strong: rare indeed are those who can crush the pride of Cupid.
ସନ୍ମାର୍ଗେ ତାଵଦାସ୍ତେ ପ୍ରଭଵତି ଚ ନରସ୍ତାଵଦେଵେଂଦ୍ରିୟାଣାଂ
ଲଜ୍ଜାଂ ତାଵଦ୍ଵିଧତ୍ତେ ଵିନୟଂ ଅପି ସମାଲଂବତେ ତାଵଦେଵ ।
ଭ୍ରୂଚାପାକୃଷ୍ଟମୁକ୍ତାଃ ଶ୍ରଵଣପଥଗତା ନୀଲପକ୍ଷ୍ମାଣ ଏତେ
ୟାଵଲ୍ଲୀଲାଵତୀନାଂ ହୃଦି ନ ଧୃତିମୁଷୋ ଦୃଷ୍ଟିବାଣାଃ ପତଂତି ॥ 2.74 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
A man stays on the right path, keeps mastery of the senses, and maintains modesty and humility - only so long as the dark-lashed glance-arrows of playful women, drawn from the eyebrow-bow and released, do not strike the heart and steal away steadiness.
ଉନ୍ମତ୍ତପ୍ରେମସଂରଂଭାଦ୍
ଆରଭଂତେ ୟଦ୍ଅଂଗନାଃ ।
ତତ୍ର ପ୍ରତ୍ୟୂହଂ ଆଧାତୁଂ
ବ୍ରହ୍ମାପି ଖଲୁ କାତରଃ ॥ 2.75 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When women, driven by an impetuous surge of mad love, begin something, then even Brahma is indeed helpless to place an obstacle in their way.
ତାଵନ୍ମହତ୍ତ୍ଵଂ ପାଂଡିତ୍ୟଂ
କୁଲୀନତ୍ଵଂ ଵିଵେକିତା ।
ୟାଵଜ୍ଜ୍ଵଲତି ନାଂଗେଷୁ
ହତଃ ପଂଚେଷୁପାଵକଃ ॥ 2.76 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Greatness, scholarship, noble lineage, and discernment last only so long as the fire of the five-arrowed Cupid, once it strikes, does not blaze in one's limbs.
ଶାସ୍ତ୍ରଜ୍ଞୋଽପି ପ୍ରଥିତଵିନୟୋଽପ୍ୟାତ୍ମବୋଧୋଽପି ବାଢଂ
ସଂସାରେଽସ୍ମିନ୍ଭଵତି ଵିରଲୋ ଭାଜନଂ ସଦ୍ଗତୀନାମ୍ ।
ୟେନୈତସ୍ମିନ୍ନିରୟନଗରଦ୍ଵାରଂ ଉଦ୍ଘାଟୟଂତୀ
ଵାମାକ୍ଷୀଣାଂ ଭଵତି କୁଟିଲା ଭ୍ରୂଲତା କୁଂଚିକେଵ ॥ 2.77 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Even a knower of scripture, even one famed for humility, and even one established in self-knowledge is, in this world, rarely a vessel fit for the good path - because the crooked eyebrow-vine of lovely-eyed women becomes like a key that opens the gate to the city of hell.
କୃଶଃ କାଣଃ ଖଂଜଃ ଶ୍ରଵଣରହିତଃ ପୁଚ୍ଛଵିକଲୋ
ଵ୍ରଣୀ ପୂୟକ୍ଲିନ୍ନଃ କୃମିକୁଲଶତୈରାଵୃତତନୁଃ ।
କ୍ଷୁଧା କ୍ଷାମୋ ଜୀର୍ଣଃ ପିଠରକକପାଲାର୍ପିତଗଲଃ
ଶୁନୀଂ ଅନ୍ଵେତି ଶ୍ଵା ହତଂ ଅପି ଚ ହଂତ୍ୟେଵ ମଦନଃ ॥ 2.78 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Thin, one-eyed, lame, earless, tailless, wounded, oozing pus, his body covered with hundreds of worms, withered by hunger and worn with age, his neck trapped in broken pot-shards - even such a dog still follows a female dog. Thus does desire indeed destroy even one who is already destroyed.
ସ୍ତ୍ରୀମୁଦ୍ରାଂ କୁସୁମାୟୁଧସ୍ୟ ଜୟିନୀଂ ସର୍ଵାର୍ଥସଂପତ୍କରୀଂ
ୟେ ମୂଢାଃ ପ୍ରଵିହାୟ ୟାଂତି କୁଧିୟୋ ମିଥ୍ୟାଫଲାନ୍ଵେଷିଣଃ ।
ତେ ତେନୈଵ ନିହତ୍ୟ ନିର୍ଦୟତରଂ ନଗ୍ନୀକୃତା ମୁଂଡିତାଃ
କେଚିତ୍ପଂଚଶିଖୀକୃତାଶ୍ଚ ଜଟିଲାଃ କାପାଲିକାଶ୍ଚାପରେ ॥ 2.79 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Fools of dull understanding abandon the conquering "seal" of Cupid - womanhood, which seems to bring prosperity to all aims - and go seeking false fruits. That very force strikes them down mercilessly: some are made naked and shaved, some turned into five-tufted ascetics, others into matted-haired wanderers, and some into skull-bearing ascetics.
ଵିଶ୍ଵାମିତ୍ରପରାଶରପ୍ରଭୃତୟୋ ଵାତାଂବୁପର୍ଣାଶନାସ୍ତେଽପି
ସ୍ତ୍ରୀମୁଖପଂକଜଂ ସୁଲଲିତଂ ଦୃଷ୍ଟ୍ଵୈଵ ମୋହଂ ଗତାଃ ।
ଶାଲ୍ୟନ୍ନଂ ସଘୃତଂ ପୟୋଦଧିୟୁତଂ ୟେ ଭୁଂଜତେ ମାନଵାସ୍ତେଷାମ୍
ଇଂଦ୍ରିୟନିଗ୍ରହୋ ୟଦି ଭଵେଦ୍ଵିଂଧ୍ୟଃ ପ୍ଲଵେତ୍ସାଗରେ ॥ 2.80 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Even sages like Vishvamitra and Parashara, who subsist on air, water, and leaves, fell into delusion merely by seeing a woman's graceful lotus-face. If humans who eat rice with ghee and milk/curd could truly restrain the senses, then the Vindhya mountain would float in the ocean.
ପରିମଲଭୃତୋ ଵାତାଃ ଶାଖା ନଵାଂକୁରକୋଟୟୋ
ମଧୁରଵିରୁତୋତ୍କଂଠା ଵାଚଃ ପ୍ରିୟାଃ ପିକପକ୍ଷିଣାମ୍ ।
ଵିରଲସୁରତସ୍ଵେଦୋଦ୍ଗାରା ଵଧୂଵଦନେଂଦଵଃ
ପ୍ରସରତି ମଧୌ ରାତ୍ର୍ୟାଂ ଜାତୋ ନ କସ୍ୟ ଗୁଣୋଦୟଃ ॥ 2.81 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Fragrance-bearing winds blow; branches show tips of fresh sprouts; the cuckoo's sweet calls kindle yearning; and women's moonlike faces show only faint beads of sweat from intimacy. When spring spreads into the nights, whose good qualities do not bloom?
ମଧୁରୟଂ ମଧୁରୈରପି କୋକିଲା
କଲରଵୈର୍ମଲୟସ୍ୟ ଚ ଵାୟୁଭିଃ ।
ଵିରହିଣଃ ପ୍ରହିଣସ୍ତି ଶରୀରିଣୋ
ଵିପଦି ହଂତ ସୁଧାପି ଵିଷାୟତେ ॥ 2.82 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
With its melodious calls - and with the Malaya winds - the cuckoo makes even sweet things sweeter; but it torments the love-lorn. Alas, in adversity, even nectar turns into poison.
ଆଵାସଃ କିଲକିଂଚିତସ୍ୟ ଦୟିତାପାର୍ଶ୍ଵେ ଵିଲାସାଲସାଃ
କର୍ଣେ କୋକିଲକାମିନୀକଲରଵଃ ସ୍ମେରୋ ଲତାମଂଡପଃ ।
ଗୋଷ୍ଠୀ ସତ୍କଵିଭିଃ ସମଂ କତିପୟୈର୍ମୁଗ୍ଧାଃ ସୁଧାଂଶୋଃ କରାଃ
କେଷାଂଚିତ୍ସୁଖୟଂତି ଚାତ୍ର ହୃଦୟଂ ଚୈତ୍ରେ ଵିଚିତ୍ରାଃ କ୍ଷପାଃ ॥ 2.83 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
For some, these charming Chaitra nights gladden the heart: staying by the beloved's side amid playful murmurs, languid in love's play; the female cuckoo's call in the ear; a smiling vine-pavilion; a gathering with good poets and a few friends; and the soft rays of the nectar-moon.
ପାଂଥ ସ୍ତ୍ରୀଵିରହାନଲାହୁତିକଲାଂ ଆତନ୍ଵତୀ ମଂଜରୀମାକଂଦେଷୁ
ପିକାଂଗନାଭିରଧୁନା ସୋତ୍କଂଠଂ ଆଲୋକ୍ୟତେ ।
ଅପ୍ୟେତେ ନଵପାଟଲାପରିମଲପ୍ରାଗ୍ଭାରପାଟଚ୍ଚରା
ଵାଂତିକ୍ଲାଂତିଵିତାନତାନଵକୃତଃ ଶ୍ରୀଖଂଡଶୈଲାନିଲାଃ ॥ 2.84 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
O traveler, now the mango blossom-clusters are seen with longing by the female cuckoos, as if they were an offering into the fire of separation. And these sandalwood-mountain winds, roaming about laden with the heavy fragrance of fresh spring blossoms, blow and relieve the spread of weariness.
ପ୍ରଥିତଃ ପ୍ରଣୟଵତୀନାଂ
ତାଵତ୍ପଦଂ ଆତନୋତୁ ହୃଦି ମାନଃ ।
ଭଵତି ନ ୟାଵଚ୍ଚଂଦନତରୁ
ସୁରଭିର୍ମଲୟପଵମାନଃ ॥ 2.85 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The pride/sulking of loving women holds its place in the heart only until the Malaya breeze becomes fragrant with sandalwood trees.
ସହକାରକୁସୁମକେସରନିକର
ଭରାମୋଦମୂର୍ଚ୍ଛିତଦିଗ୍ଅଂତେ ।
ମଧୁରମଧୁରଵିଧୁରମଧୁପେ
ମଧୌ ଭଵେତ୍କସ୍ୟ ନୋତ୍କଂଠା ॥ 2.86 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
When the quarters are intoxicated by the heavy fragrance of clusters of mango blossoms and pollen, and when the bee hums sweetly and plaintively, who would not feel yearning in spring?
ଅଚ୍ଛାଚ୍ଛଚଂଦନରସାର୍ଦ୍ରତରା ମୃଗାକ୍ଷ୍ୟୋ
ଧାରାଗୃହାଣି କୁସୁମାନି ଚ କୌମୁଦୀ ଚ ।
ମଂଦୋ ମରୁତ୍ସୁମନସଃ ଶୁଚି ହର୍ମ୍ୟପୃଷ୍ଠଂ
ଗ୍ରୀଷ୍ମେ ମଦଂ ଚ ମଦନଂ ଚ ଵିଵର୍ଧୟଂତି ॥ 2.87 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In summer, doe-eyed women made even more moist with clear sandalwood paste, water-pavilions, flowers and moonlight, gentle winds, and clean mansion-terraces - all intensify intoxication and desire.
ସ୍ରଜୋ ହୃଦ୍ୟାମୋଦା ଵ୍ୟଜନପଵନଶ୍ଚଂଦ୍ରକିରଣାଃ
ପରାଗଃ କାସାରୋ ମଲୟଜରଜଃ ଶୀଧୁ ଵିଶଦମ୍ ।
ଶୁଚିଃ ସୌଧୋତ୍ସଂଗଃ ପ୍ରତନୁ ଵସନଂ ପଂକଜଦୃଶୋ
ନିଦାଘଋତାଵେତଦ୍ଵିଲସତି ଲଭଂତେ ସୁକୃତିନଃ ॥ 2.88 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In the summer season, the fortunate enjoy these delights: garlands with pleasing fragrance, fan-breezes, moon-rays, pollen, lotus-ponds, sandalwood dust from Malaya, clear wine, the clean ledge of a mansion, and the thin garment of a lotus-eyed beloved.
ସୁଧାଶୁଭ୍ରଂ ଧାମ ସ୍ଫୁରଦ୍ଅମଲରଶ୍ମିଃ ଶଶଧରଃ
ପ୍ରିୟାଵକ୍ତ୍ରାଂଭୋଜଂ ମଲୟଜରଜଶ୍ଚାତିସୁରଭିଃ ।
ସ୍ରଜୋ ହୃଦ୍ୟାମୋଦାସ୍ତଦିଦଂ ଅଖିଲଂ ରାଗିଣି ଜନେ
କରୋତ୍ୟଂତଃ କ୍ଷୋଭଂ ନ ତୁ ଵିଷୟସଂସର୍ଗଵିମୁଖେ ॥ 2.89 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The moon's nectar-bright radiance, the beloved's lotus-face, the very fragrant sandalwood dust, and garlands with pleasing scent - all this creates intense inner agitation in a passionate person, but not in one who has turned away from sense-objects.
ତରୁଣୀଵେଷୋଦ୍ଦୀପିତକାମା
ଵିକସଜ୍ଜାତୀପୁଷ୍ପସୁଗଂଧିଃ ।
ଉନ୍ନତପୀନପୟୋଧରଭାରା
ପ୍ରାଵୃଟ୍ତନୁତେ କସ୍ୟ ନ ହର୍ଷମ୍ ॥ 2.90 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
The rainy season - with desire kindled by young women's attire, fragrant with blooming jasmine, and heavy with the fullness of their breasts - produces joy for whom does it not?
ଵିୟଦ୍ଉପଚିତମେଘଂ ଭୂମୟଃ କଂଦଲିନ୍ୟୋ
ନଵକୁଟଜକଦଂବାମୋଦିନୋ ଗଂଧଵାହାଃ ।
ଶିଖିକୁଲକଲକେକାରାଵରମ୍ୟା ଵନାଂତାଃ
ସୁଖିନଂ ଅସୁଖିନଂ ଵା ସର୍ଵଂ ଉତ୍କଂଠୟଂତି ॥ 2.91 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Cloud-filled skies, earth thick with new shoots, winds perfumed by fresh blossoms, and forests made lovely by peacocks' calls - all these stir yearning in everyone, happy or unhappy.
ଉପରି ଘନଂ ଘନପଟଲଂ
ତିର୍ୟଗ୍ଗିରୟୋଽପି ନର୍ତିତମୟୂରାଃ ।
କ୍ଷିତିରପି କଂଦଲଧଵଲା
ଦୃଷ୍ଟିଂ ପଥିକଃ କ୍ଵ ପାତୟତି ॥ 2.92 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Above is a dense mass of clouds; sideways, even the mountains have dancing peacocks; the earth too is pale with fresh shoots - where does the traveler cast his gaze?
ଇତୋ ଵିଦ୍ୟୁଦ୍ଵଲ୍ଲୀଵିଲସିତଂ ଇତଃ କେତକିତରୋଃ
ସ୍ଫୁରନ୍ଗଂଧଃ ପ୍ରୋଦ୍ୟଜ୍ଜଲଦନିନଦସ୍ଫୂର୍ଜିତଂ ଇତଃ ।
ଇତଃ କେକିକ୍ରୀଡାକଲକଲରଵଃ ପକ୍ଷ୍ମଲଦୃଶାଂ
କଥଂ ୟାସ୍ୟଂତ୍ୟେତେ ଵିରହଦିଵସାଃ ସଂଭୃତରସାଃ ॥ 2.93 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Here the lightning-vine flashes; here fragrant blossoms spread their scent; here the swelling thunder of clouds; here the noisy calls of peacocks at play - how will these days of separation pass for the long-lashed ones, full of longing?
ଅସୂଚିସଂଚାରେ ତମସି ନଭସି ପ୍ରୌଢଜଲଦଧ୍ଵନିପ୍ରୟେ
ତସ୍ମିନ୍ ପତତି ଦୃଶଦାଂ ନୀରନିଚୟେ ।
ଇଦଂ ସୌଦାମିନ୍ୟାଃ କନକକମନୀୟଂ ଵିଲସିତଂ
ମୁଦଂ ଚ ଗ୍ଲାନିଂ ଚ ପ୍ରଥୟତି ପଥିଷ୍ଵେଵ ସୁଦୃଶାମ୍ ॥ 2.94 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In the dark sky where needle-like streaks move, filled with the thunder of dense clouds, and where hail and water fall into pools, this golden-beautiful flash of lightning produces both joy and weariness in the beautiful-eyed women on the road.
ଆସାରେଣ ନ ହର୍ମ୍ୟତଃ ପ୍ରିୟତମୈର୍ୟାତୁଂ ବହିଃ ଶକ୍ୟତେ
ଶୀତୋତ୍କଂପନିମିତ୍ତଂ ଆୟତଦୃଶା ଗାଢଂ ସମାଲିଂଗ୍ୟତେ ।
ଜାତାଃ ଶୀକରଶୀତଲାଶ୍ଚ ମରୁତୋରତ୍ୟଂତଖେଦଚ୍ଛିଦୋ
ଧନ୍ୟାନାଂ ବତ ଦୁର୍ଦିନଂ ସୁଦିନତାଂ ୟାତି ପ୍ରିୟାସଂଗମେ ॥ 2.95 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Because of rain, the beloveds cannot go outside from the mansion. Shivering from cold, the long-eyed beloved is held in a tight embrace; the winds, cooled by spray, cut away fatigue. For the fortunate, a gloomy rainy day becomes a good day in the union of lovers.
ଅର୍ଧଂ ସୁପ୍ତ୍ଵା ନିଶାୟାଃ ସରଭସସୁରତାୟାସସନ୍ନଶ୍ଲଥାଂଗପ୍ରୋଦ୍ଭୂତାସହ୍ୟ
ତୃଷ୍ଣୋ ମଧୁମଦନିରତୋ ହର୍ମ୍ୟପୃଷ୍ଠେ ଵିଵିକ୍ତେ ।
ସଂଭୋଗକ୍ଲାଂତକାଂତାଶିଥିଲଭୁଜଲତାଵର୍ଜିତଂ କର୍କରୀତୋ
ଜ୍ୟୋତ୍ସ୍ନାଭିନ୍ନାଚ୍ଛଧାରଂ ପିବତି ନ ସଲିଲଂ ଶାରଦଂ ମଂଦପୁଣ୍ୟଃ ॥ 2.96 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
After sleeping half the night, limbs slack from the fatigue of hurried lovemaking, unbearable thirst arises. Given to wine and desire, alone on the mansion-terrace, the "unfortunate" man does not drink the autumn water - a clear stream split by moonlight, poured from a water-pitcher - because he is held in an embrace by the beloved's tired, slack arms.
ହେମଂତେ ଦଧିଦୁଗ୍ଧସର୍ପିରଶନା ମାଂଜିଷ୍ଠଵାସୋଭୃତଃ
କାଶ୍ମୀରଦ୍ରଵସାଂଦ୍ରଦିଗ୍ଧଵପୁଷଶ୍ଛିନ୍ନା ଵିଚିତ୍ରୈ ରତୈଃ ।
ଵୃତ୍ତୋରୁସ୍ତନକାମିନୋଜନକୃତାଶ୍ଲେଷା ଗୃହାଭ୍ୟଂତରେ
ତାଂବୂଲୀଦଲପୂଗପୂରିତମୁଖା ଧନ୍ୟାଃ ସୁଖଂ ଶେରତେ ॥ 2.97 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In winter, the fortunate - eating curd, milk, and ghee; wearing deep red garments; bodies smeared with thick saffron paste; their pleasures spent in varied lovemaking and embraces of women with round thighs and breasts; mouths filled with betel leaf and areca - sleep happily inside the house.
ପ୍ରଦୁୟତ୍ପ୍ରୌଢପ୍ରିୟଂଗୁଦ୍ୟୁତିଭୃତି ଵିକସତ୍କୁଂଦମାଦ୍ୟଦ୍ଦ୍ଵିରେଫେ
କାଲେ ପ୍ରାଲେୟଵାତପ୍ରଚଲଵିଲସିତୋଦାରମଂଦାରଧାମ୍ନି ।
ୟେଷାଂ ନୋ କଂଠଲଗ୍ନା କ୍ଷଣଂ ଅପି ତୁହିନକ୍ଷୋଦଦକ୍ଷା ମୃଗାକ୍ଷୀ
ତେସାଂ ଆୟାମୟାମା ୟମସଦନସମା ୟାମିନୀ ୟାତି ୟୂନାମ୍ ॥ 2.98 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
In the season when blossoms glow, bees grow intoxicated, and splendid groves sway in the frosty wind - for those youths whose doe-eyed beloved, skilled at rubbing away the cold, does not cling to their neck even for a moment, the long night passes like death's abode.
ଚୁଂବଂତୋ ଗଂଡଭିତ୍ତୀରଲକଵତି ମୁଖେ ସୀତ୍କୃତାନ୍ୟାଦଧାନା
ଵକ୍ଷଃସୂତ୍କଂଚୁକେଷୁ ସ୍ତନଭରପୁଲକୋଦ୍ଭେଦଂ ଆପାଦୟଂତଃ ।
ଊରୂନାକଂପୟଂତଃ ପୃଥୁଜଘନତଟାତ୍ସ୍ରଂସୟଂତୋଽଂଶୁକାନି
ଵ୍ୟକ୍ତଂ କାଂତାଜନାନାଂ ଵିଟଚରିତଭୃତଃ ଶୈଶିରା ଵାଂତି ଵାତାଃ ॥ 2.99 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Surely the winter winds, bearing the behavior of a libertine among beloved women, blow: kissing the cheek-walls of their curly-haired faces and making them hiss; causing goosebumps to rise on breasts within tight bodices; making thighs tremble; and loosening garments from broad hips.
କେଶାନାକୁଲୟଂଦୃଶୋ ମୁକୁଲୟନ୍ଵାସୋ ବଲାଦାକ୍ଷିପନ୍ନାତନ୍ଵନ୍
ପୁଲକୋଦ୍ଗମଂ ପ୍ରକଟୟନ୍ନାଵେଗକଂପଂ ଶନୈଃ ।
ବାରଂ ବାରଂ ଉଦାରସୀତ୍କୃତକୃତୋ ଦଂତଚ୍ଛଦାନ୍ପୀଡୟନ୍
ପ୍ରାୟଃ ଶୈଶିର ଏଷ ସଂପ୍ରତି ମରୁତ୍କାଂତାସୁ କାଂତାୟତେ ॥ 2.100 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
Now this winter wind behaves like a lover among women: it dishevels hair, closes eyes, snatches clothes by force, brings out goosebumps and tremors; again and again it makes loud hissing sounds and makes them bite their lips.
ୟଦ୍ୟସ୍ୟ ନାସ୍ତି ରୁଚିରଂ ତସ୍ମିଂସ୍ତସ୍ୟ ସ୍ପୃହା ମନୋଜ୍ଞେଽପି ।
ରମଣୀୟେଽପି ସୁଧାଂଶୌ ନ ମନଃକାମଃ ସରୋଜିନ୍ୟାଃ ॥ 2.101 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
If a person has no liking for something, then there is no longing for it, even if it is beautiful. Even though the moon is lovely, the lotus has no desire for it.
ଵୈରାଗ୍ୟେ ସଂଚରତ୍ୟେକୋ ନୀତୌ ଭ୍ରମତି ଚାପରଃ ।
ଶୃଂଗାରେ ରମତେ କଶ୍ଚିଦ୍ଭୁଵି ଭେଦାଃ ପରସ୍ପରମ୍ ॥ 2.102 ॥
Translation (ଭାଵାର୍ଥ):
One lives in renunciation, another wanders in practical ethics, and someone else delights in romance; on earth, people differ from one another.
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