Thursday, June 02, 2005
Describing Beauty
These two passages are taken fron "Gods, Demons and Others" by R K Narayan
The description of Damayanti from the story of Nala:
"Fashioned by the Creator in His best mood; I stammer and grow incoherent when I try to describe her eyes, lips, complexion, and figure, for I at once reject every known epithet as being inadequate."
This guy might have trouble with descriptions, but the next one doesnt....
From the story if Manamata or Kama, the god of love:
"Manmata, whose shafts proved deadly to others, succembed readily to the charms of Rati, whose eyebrows were more perfectly arched than Manmata's brow; whose breasts were lotus-bud like, pointed, with nipples dark as honey bees, and so hard that a teardrop falling on them would rebound in a spray; and the line of downy hair between them made Manmata wonder if by chance his bowstring had been transposed there. Her thighs smooth as banana stalks tapered down to her delicate feet, pink tinted at heel and toe. Her hands were like sprouts of laburnum, and her tresses were like monsoon clouds. Manmata was overwhelmed with love for Rati and married her."
The description of Damayanti from the story of Nala:
"Fashioned by the Creator in His best mood; I stammer and grow incoherent when I try to describe her eyes, lips, complexion, and figure, for I at once reject every known epithet as being inadequate."
This guy might have trouble with descriptions, but the next one doesnt....
From the story if Manamata or Kama, the god of love:
"Manmata, whose shafts proved deadly to others, succembed readily to the charms of Rati, whose eyebrows were more perfectly arched than Manmata's brow; whose breasts were lotus-bud like, pointed, with nipples dark as honey bees, and so hard that a teardrop falling on them would rebound in a spray; and the line of downy hair between them made Manmata wonder if by chance his bowstring had been transposed there. Her thighs smooth as banana stalks tapered down to her delicate feet, pink tinted at heel and toe. Her hands were like sprouts of laburnum, and her tresses were like monsoon clouds. Manmata was overwhelmed with love for Rati and married her."
