Of course, Suryaputri, I never expected any but the purest thoughts to hover within your cephalos - like the princess at the Swayamvara, as Kalidasa would say, your passage is reminiscent of the paddy fields at night, with a lone lover, lantern in hand, walking from tree to tree, lighting up each as he passes, so that all we, the viewers, can see is one tree at a time, lit up... then fading, as another picks up the glory of your passing!
cheer
the sunshine warrior
ps. The Kalidasa image is particularly resonant for a Nair (me being one) because according to tradition, Nair husbands and wives did not live together - since their households were always those in which they were born. Brothers would look after their sisters' children in a paternal sense. Thus, for any procreation to take place, husbands had to trek across those verdant paddy fields after dark to the dwelling places of their spouses, there to consummate their marriages. Folklore also says that, if the wife was fed up with her husband and wanted a separation, she would leave his house slippers outside the door - whence he knew that he was not welcome there any more!
