Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
॥ सिन्दूरारुणविग्रहां त्रिनयनां माणिक्यमौलिस्फुरत्
तारानायकशेखरां स्मितमुखीमापीनवक्षोरुहाम् ।
पाणिभ्यामलिपूर्णरत्नचषकं रक्तोत्पलं विभ्रतीं सौम्यां
रत्नघटस्थरक्तचरणां ध्यायेत्परामम्बिकाम् ॥
//She who is hued in vermillion
Who is three-eyed
Whose crown rubies bejewel
And the crescent moon adorns
She who mesmerizes with a
compassionate smile
She of shapely limbs
Cupping a bejeweled vessel abounding in nectar in one hand
And a crimson lotus in another //
@pastel-aesthetichaotic (so I checked out two translations and derived my own from them. Nope, I don't understand Sanskrit, only a smattering of Hindi)
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore