Kama Sutra: A Tale of Love Page #5

in her nature

And makes herself agreable

to the other sex.

One of the art s of courtesan

is that while she involves

herself in s ex

without love,

she conducts herself as

if love were indeed natural.

Because we all know

that men love women

who apparently love them.

But even courtesans should not

always be welcoming

because we must know that men

are apt to despise

things that are easily acquired.

You can hear all these rules,

but remember once the wheel

of love is set in motion...

there are no rules and no order.

Salute the day!

Salute the hills and flowers!

Enough.

Is this the statue?

Whose is this?

It's mine, sahib.

Yours, kumar?

So imbued is this stone

with the warmth of woman.

I want to kiss the skin.

I have kissed the skin.

I have kissed this skin.

Who is she?

A young woman I found - -

bring her to me.

I wish I could, sahib,

but she disappeared.

Then we must find her.

Sahib.

As a reward for your

most excellent work, kumar,

you shall wrestle me.

Vazir, pay the man

his weight in gold.

Sahib.

You made her wait.

Now you will have to wait.

Listen! Listen!

We are looking for the woman

who inspired Jai kumar.

Her skin, the color of freshly

harvested wheat.

Her limbs long and languorous

like the creeper.

Thank you.

Are you ready, my precious child?

I' m frightened.

I was frightened, too,

the day they came for me.

It is good to be

a little frightened

because it means you feel things.

Come.

Another courtesan, my Queen.

Name?

Maya.

Maya?

Enough!

Tara!

How long do you expect to languish?

All day?

I was longing to see you.

Get out!

My son has an eye.

I trained him.

Yours?

Of course.

'Tis the usual custom.

The usual custom no longer applies.

If a courtesan is

not elegantly attired,

she will not exhilarate my husband.

Exhilaration is my department.

You get me something new,

or we will keep

your husband waiting.

And I'm sure will

be blamed for it.

He is full of lust,

And she is in the eye.

Get her something new

And quickly, tara.

Sahib?

What news from the stars?

There is news of the shah, sahib.

Later.

Tell me the stars.

Jupiter, the sign of good fortune,

is placed in your house

of love and marriage.

An auspicious time for love.

Good.

Sahib, we must speak.

I said later.

Vazir, matters of state

are your affair

as love is mine.

Adjust.

Adjust, my child.

It's an old story.

He had her on your wedding night...

just the way rasa had my husband.

There are courtesans,

And then there are wives.

There are dozens like her,

but you are Queen.

The glory of god is in you.

Oh, it was a good night.

Kumar, whose artistry

pleases my gods,

whatever you've heard,

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