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Tuesday, 28 November 2023

Women's Power Secrets Courtesy of Ascetics.





Power Of Women - Attended by Power Of Women, Prince shone in pleasant grove, as the Sun surrounded by Apsaras in his royal garden. 


Power Of Women - Courtesy is the balm of Power Of WomenCourtesy is the best ornament, beauty without courtesy is like a grove without flowers.

Knowing that pleasure was the best of objects, even the god Purandara (Indra) wooed in olden time Ahalya, the wife of the saint Gautama.

So too Agastya wooed Rohini, the wife of Soma, and therefore, as Sruti saith, a like thing befell Lopamudra.

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The Power Of Women's Quotes And The Great Ascetic


The Power Of Women's Quotes And The Great Ascetic


The Great ascetic Brihaspati begot Bharadvaja on Mamata the daughter of the Maruta, the wife of Autathya.


The Moon, the best of offerers, begat Buda of divine nature on the spouse of Vrihaspati as she was offering a libation.

So  too in old times Parasara, overpowered by passion on the banks of the Yamuna, lay with the maiden Kali who was the daughter of the son of Varuna.

The sage Vasishtha through lust begot a son Kapinglada on Akshmala, a despised low - caste  woman.


And the seer -  kingYayat, even when the vigour of his prime was gone, sported in the Kaitrartha forest with the Apsara Visvaki.

And the Kaurava King Pandu, through he knew that intercourse with his wife would end in death, yet overcome by the beauty and good qualities of Madri, yielded to the pleasures of love.


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The Power Of Women's Anger



Having heard these words of Udayin, the women strung to the heart, rose even above themselves for the conquest of the Prince Siddhartha.



But even with their brows, their glances, their coquetries, their smiles, their delicate movements, the girls of the harem did not feel sure of themselves.


But they soon regained their confidence though the command of the family priest and the gentle temperament of the Prince, and through the power of intoxication and of love. 


The women then set upon their task and made the prince wander in the woods like an elephant in the forests of Himavat, accompanied by a herd of females.


There, some of them urged by passion, pressed him with their full, firm bosoms in gentle collision.


Others violently embraced him after pretending to stumble, then learning on him with their shoulders drooping down, and with their gentle creeper-like arms. 


Others with their mouths smelling of spirituous liquor, their lower lips red like copper, whispered in his ear, " Let my secret be heard. "

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The Power Of Women's Words 


Others, all wet with unguents as if giving him a command, clapped his hand eagerly and said, " perform thy rites of adoration here. 


Another with her blue garments continually slipping down in pretended intoxication, stood conspicuous with her tongue visible like the night with its lighting lashing.


Others with their golden ones tinkling wandered about here and there, showing him their bodies veiled with thin cloth. 


Others leaned, holding a mango bough in hand, displaying their bosoms like golden jars.


Some, coming from a lotus bed, carrying lotuses and with eyes like lotuses, stood like the lotus goddess Padma, by the side of that lotus - faced prince


Another sang a sweet song easily understood and with the proper gesticulations, rousing him, self-dubdued though he was, by her glance, as saying, "O how thou art deluded!


Another, having armed herself with her bright face, with its brow drawn to its full, imitated his action, as playing the hero. 


Another, with beautiful, full bosoms, and having her earrings waving in the wind, laughter loudly at him, as if saying,  " Catch me, sir, if you can!


Some, as he was going away, bound him with strings of garlands, others punished him with words like an elephant - driver's hook, gentle yet reproachful. 


Another, wishing to argue with him, seizing a mango spray, asked, all bewildered with passion, " This flower, whose is it?

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Another, assuming a gait and attitude like that of a  man ,said to him,  " You who are conquered by a woman, go and conquer this earth! 


Then another with rolling eyes, smelling a blue lotus, thus addressed the prince with words slightly indistinct in her excitement.


" See,  my lord, this mango covered with its honey - scented flowers, where the bird Kokila sings, as if imprisoned in a golden cage.


 " Come, and see this Asoka tree, which augments lovers, sorrows, where the bees make a noise as if they were scorched by fire.


" Come, and see this Tilaka tree,  embraced by a slender mango branch, like a  man in a white garment by a  women decked with yellow ungents.


Behold the Kurubaka in flower, bright like fresh resin - juice, which bends down as if it felt reproached by the colour of women' S nails.


" Come and see this young Asoka, covered all over with new shoots, which stands as if it were ashamed at the beauty of our hands.


 "See this lake surrounded by the Sinduvara shrubs growing on its banks, like a fair woman reclining, clad in fine white cloth.


" See the imperial power of females, yonder Ruddygoose in the water, goes behind, his mate following her like a slave.


 " Come and listen to the notes of the intoxicated Cuckoo as he sings, while another cuckoo sings as if consenting wholly without care.


" Would that thine was the intoxication of the birds which the spring produces ,and not the thought of a thinking man, ever pondering how wise he is! 


Thus these young women, their souls carried away by love, assailed the prince with all kinds of stratagems .


But although thus attacked, he, having his sense guarded by self - control, neither rejoiced nor smiled. 


Having seen them in their real condition, the Prince pondered with an undisturbed and steadfast mind.

Conclusion -

Despite the prolonged round of flattery and admiration, the Power of Women remains oblivious to the transience of youth, failing to perceive that its fleeting nature is vulnerable to the inevitable effects of aging. 

This extended period of compliments and blandishments has persisted for months, even years, yielding no tangible results. 

The women, seemingly entranced by the allure of their current beauty, are unaware that the passage of time will eventually erode whatever physical charm they currently possess. 

Despite the persistent adulation, a realization of the impermanence of youth and beauty has yet to dawn upon them, leaving this cycle of praise seemingly unheeded and unproductive.