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Decad:5 Sub-Decad:6 Purification of Experience Abstract: The saint deplores “Oh my Lord! I do not have melting love to see You. Am I fit to be made Your own? While a great many ascetics performing penance for endless time and torturing their bodies to see You stood by with frustrated hope, You enslaved this sinner. I would not destroy this filthy frame, Oh my Gem! I am devoid of love to see You! With what hope shall I be redeemed Oh my Lord? (54) Oh Eesan, Oh Lord, Oh my Father! You have seen that I do not think of You Who have made me Your own Oh Effulgence! I am a vile and worthless dog. I do not know what is to be done”(52). “Oh Sire! Having enslaved this wicked dog will You let me go outside? Who will look after me? What will I do, my Lord? Where shall I find refuge, Oh my Father?”(59) The saint having heard and seen His sincere and esteemed devotees receiving His grace and reaching His fragrant flowery Feet, feels miserable that he is remaining here and wallowing like a blind bull (52,53) and that he is simply guarding his fleshy nest of worms (55), dining and dressing well (52). He is pained that he is conspiring his own ruin by melting for and reading the symptoms of love in a passionate woman like the quiverings of her lips, slipping down of her (garments) mantle and beading of sweat on her face(57). It may be seen that the saint is disgusted with remaining here simply eating and dressing and thereby nurturing his filthy frame and stealthily pining for the charm of women, 244