Guest guest Posted February 20, 2008 Report Share Posted February 20, 2008 Old age in the forest of the body is like a she-jackal with her hideous cry than which a more ominious sound is never heard on earth. If the sense-organs are taken as children, these children cannot freely play in the house of the body dampened by old age. No man was ever born who could conquer old age which causes every single desire of his to remain unfulfilled. As darkness follows sunset, death follows old age. After a scrutiny of things inside and outside this body, just tell Me, O sage, if you find anything good in it. How can one have any reliance on this body which does not go along with one when one dies? Contd... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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