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# Bhojaprabandha 102

English (machine translation) 102

- **Language:** English

### [102](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.short_stories.bhojaprabandha~en-mt.102)

Therefore, even though poverty exists, I myself cannot speak to the king.  
Giving even for a moment, a cloud becomes beloved to the whole world;  
Even the sun, with his hands \[or rays\] ever outstretched, causes torment. (102)

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