"Sakuntala: I do not know your heart, but my nights and days, O pitiless 1 one! are haunted by love, as every part of me earns to be one with you. Duhsanta:- love burns you, true, my slender girl! But me, he consumes utterly - relentless; Day wipes out the moon from view but not the water-lily. ©Samiran Bandyopadhyay"