Lovers' Quarrels in Kamasutra I - Ravi Kopra

She is a jealous woman.
She can't bear to hear
About rivals or be called
Per chance her rival's name.

A slip of tongue by her lover,
Turns the house upside down,
Burning in anger she fights,
Tossing her head she cries.

She strikes her lover and lies
On the floor, throwing away
The gifts and garlands
That her lover gave her.

He tries to reconcile,
Telling her all the sweet things,
Picking her up he places her
On the bed to woo her.

Unwilling to make up,
Bending her head,
Pulling her hair, kicking him
Once, twice or thrice

She strikes his arms, head,
Back and chest, and then leaving him,
She sits at the door cussing,
Weeping, wailing, crying.

He begs for pardon.
She refuses until she knows,
He can beg or plead no more
And then forgiving

Yet still reproaching,
Telling he's a rat, a cheat,
She embraces him,
Wanting to make love to him.

~Kamasutra
Original in Sanskrit