My mind is already restless, and by playing with a ball, moving it all about
with your lotuslike palm, you are also agitating my eyes. Your curling black hair
is now scattered, but you are not attentive to arranging it. Are you not going to
arrange it? Like a man attached to women, the most cunning wind is trying to
take off your lower garment. Are you not mindful of it?
The girl Purvacitti was playing with a ball in her hand, and the ball seemed
like nothing but another lotus flower captured by her lotuslike palm. Because
of her movements, her hair was loose, and the belt holding her cloth was giving
way, as if the cunning wind were trying to make her naked. Yet she paid no
attention to arranging her hair or fixing her dress. As Agnidhra tried to see
the girl's naked beauty, his eyes were very agitated by her movements.