Ta.m saadhuka.m su.naahi, manasi karohi. Amhaaka.m sattuno paade maya.m sirasaa avandamhaa. Aya.m naavaa ayasaa kataa. There is no dust in this street. The consent of the sick monks should be taken.
Fathers carry their sons on their shoulders.
My father is 45 years of age. The World was in darkness for four, days. We should purify our own mind. A fruit from the tree fell on my head. The farmers caused their sons to give grass to the cattle and went to the city.