Though I have struggled so hard, yet see how degraded I am.

I have become a drunkard.

I can struggle no longer; I cannot let you go.

Listen, Kunda.

Now widow marriage is allowed I will marry you, if you consent." This time Kunda spoke; she said "No." "Why, Kunda?
do you think widow marriage unholy ?" "No." "Then why not?
Say, say, will you be my wife or not?
will you love me or no ?" "No." Then Nagendra, as though he had a thousand tongues, entreated her with heart-piercing words.