No page is left blank in the note-book of life. It was too late when she learnt the deft use of formulae to solve the sums of life. She longed for a plunge into a pure mountain spring but as the spring joined the river, it got polluted. Then the people on the banks made it dirtier. So the poet had to walk along the banks and she never dared to jump into the water.
Many people go through life without ever taking a plunge into it.
The smooth silky hair has ripened and coarsened. The parents of such a girl lose their sleep with burning eyes. She becomes a dry, sandy stream and an unbearable burden. The parents and other relatives change their attitude and accept the daughter as a respectable member of the family. The young maidens become old maidens before becoming spinsters.