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“With your tiger skin my body got covered but my legs are
still open. I am feeling very cold. How can I bear this ? It is
better to die rather than tolerate this shivering.” Saying this
she again started banging her legs.

How did the sage fall for her ?

How could the soft-hearted sage bear to hear the lady’s pitiful
cries and pain ? He now considered pressing her legs. Is this a
sage’s job ? But he innocently made up his mind that, “I am
following celibacy since so many years. Pressing her legs will
not cause any harm to me.” He was proud that, “We, Sages,
very well know the reality of this temporary body made of
mud and blood, stool and urine. We know that this fair skin is
a mere cover of the garbage lying within. Hence, if at times
the need arises to touch a body, we can still remain pure.”

Carried away by this over-confidence, he forgot that leave
alone touching awoman, even thinking about a woman is
dangerous and can envelop the mind with lustful thoughts.
Mere knowing and understanding the reality is different
and actually experiencing it with the help of these senses is
different.

“There is nothing fruitful in a woman’s body.” However well
you understand this, but the sight of a half-clad woman is
bound to stir different sentiments which bring delight deep
inside the heart and keeps the understanding far at bay.
Similarly, hearing a woman’s sweet voice or a romantic song
melodiously is definitely going to prove dangerous.

The delight experienced by the touch sense is far more
dangerous than other senses. The touch of a delicate young
lady’s body stirs such emotions that the knowledge and deep
understanding of many years is forgotten.

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