Nubian had hair like the sunsetAnd eyes like the darkness of night.
Nubian had glances like spearthrusts,
Like lances, like arrows in flight.
Nubian was tall and was graceful,
She looked like a hind on the lea
And Nubian was willful as winter
And wild as the wind off the sea.
And Nubian is me..
I am The Mountain Princess......
Name born to the Mountain king Daksha and the Wind Queen Mena..
I am the goddess of love and longing.. I am the mistress of erotica...
I thought of nothing but him.
I ate nothing, drank nothing,
I only chanted his name.
I sat so still that ants began to crawl on my skin and lizards slithered over My limbs, taking me to be a rock.
The Sages were impressed by the determination of This Mountain Princess to endure such an endless fast for so long a time.
They gathered around her and blessed her,
“She is Aparna, the girl who refuses to eat even a leaf,” they said.
