Вы искали: indulge (Английский - Тамильский)

and we used to indulge with those who indulge.
"(வீணானவற்றில்) மூழ்கிக்கிடந்தோருடன், நாங்களும் மூழ்கிக்கிடந்தோம்.

we used to indulge in [profane] gossip along with the gossipers,
"(வீணானவற்றில்) மூழ்கிக்கிடந்தோருடன், நாங்களும் மூழ்கிக்கிடந்தோம்.

to show ingratitude for what we have given them. indulge yourselves—you will surely know.
நாம் அவர்களுக்கு அருளியதற்காக (நன்றி செலுத்தாமல்) அவர்களை நிராகரித்துக் கொண்டிருக்கட்டும்; நீங்கள் சுகமனுபவித்துக் கொண்டிருங்கள்; விரைவில் (இதன் விளைவை) நீங்கள் அறிந்து கொள்வீர்கள்.

he will ask you to indulge in evil, indecency, and to speak lies of god you cannot even conceive.
நிச்சயமாக அவன் தீயவற்றையும், மானக்கேடானவற்றையும் செய்யும்படியும் அல்லாஹ்வைப் பற்றி நீங்கள் அறியாததைக் கூறும்படியும் உங்களை ஏவுகிறான்.

so leave them to indulge in vain idle talk and amuse themselves, until they face the day which they have been promised,
ஆகவே, அவர்களுக்கு வாக்களிக்கப் பட்ட அந்த நாளை அவர்கள் சந்திக்கும் வரையில், அவர்கள் விளையாடிக் கொண்டிருக்கவும் (வீணானவற்றில்) மூழ்கிக் கிடக்கவும், அவர்களை நீர் விட்டுவிடுவீராக.

let those who do not believe in the day of judgment listen to the deceitful words with pleasure and indulge in whatever sins they want.
(ஷைத்தான்களின் அலங்காரமான பேச்சை) மறுமையை நம்பாதவர்களின் உள்ளங்கள் செவிமடுப்பதற்காகவும் அதை திருப்தி கொள்வதற்காகவும் அவர்கள் செய்து வந்ததையே தொடர்ந்து செய்வதற்காகவும் (இவ்வாறு ஷைத்தான்கள் மயக்கினர்).

so leave them alone to indulge in their vanities and to frolic about until they encounter that day of theirs against which they have been warned.
ஆகையால், அவர்களுக்கு வாக்களிக்கப்பட்ட அவர்களுடைய (வேதனையின்) நாளை அவர்கள் சந்திக்கும் வரை, அவர்களை (வீண் விவாதத்தில்) மூழ்கியிருக்கவும், விளையாட்டில் கழிக்கவும் (நபியே!) நீர் விட்டு விடும்.

leave them (to indulge) in their desires and play around until they face that day which has been promised to them.
ஆகையால், அவர்களுக்கு வாக்களிக்கப்பட்ட அவர்களுடைய (வேதனையின்) நாளை அவர்கள் சந்திக்கும் வரை, அவர்களை (வீண் விவாதத்தில்) மூழ்கியிருக்கவும், விளையாட்டில் கழிக்கவும் (நபியே!) நீர் விட்டு விடும்.

and (remember) lot when he said to his people: "you indulge in lecherous acts which none of the creatures had done before you.
மேலும், லூத்தை (அவர் சமூகத்தாரிடையே நபியாக அனுப்பி வைத்தோம்); அவர் தம் சமூகத்தாரிடம் கூறினார்; "நிச்சயமாக நீங்கள் உலகத்தாரில் எவருமே உங்களுக்கு முன் செய்திராத மானக்கேடான ஒரு செயலை செய்ய முனைந்து விட்டீர்கள்.

(o prophet), tell the believers to indulge those who have no fear of any evil days coming upon them from allah so that allah may himself requite them for their deeds.
ஈமான் கொண்டவர்களுக்கு (நபியே!) நீர் கூறிவிடும்; அல்லாஹ்வுடைய (தண்டனைக்கான) நாட்களை நம்பாதவர்களை அவர்கள் மன்னித்து (அவர்களைப் பற்றி அல்லாஹ்விடம் பரஞ் சாட்டிவிடட்டும்); ஜனங்களுக்கு அவர்கள் தேடிக் கொண்ட வினைக்குத் தக்கபலனை அவன் கொடுப்பான்.

(remember) lot, when he said to his people: "why do you indulge in obscenities when you know (it is evil)?
லூத்தையும் (நினைவு கூர்வீராக!) அவர் தம் சமூகத்தாரிடம்; "நீங்கள் பார்த்துக் கொண்டே மானக்கேடான செயலைச் செய்கின்றீர்களா?" என்று கூறினார்.

i'm doing nothingi had been staying with a friend of mine, an artist and delightfully lazy fellow, at his cottage among the yorkshire fells, some ten miles from a railway-station; and as we had been fortunate enough to encounter a sudden spell of really warm weather, day after day we had set off in the morning, taken the nearest moorland track, climbed leisurely until we had reached somewhere about two thousand feet above sea-level, and had then spent long golden afternoon lying flat on our backs – doing nothing. there is no better lounging place than a moor. it is a kind of clean bare antechamber to heaven. beneath its apparent monotony that offers no immediate excitement, no absorbing drama of sound and colour, there is subtle variety in its slowly changing patterns of cloud and shadow and tinted horizons, sufficient to keep up a flicker of interest in the mind all day. with its velvety patches, no bigger than a drawing-room carpet, of fine moorland grass, its surfaces invite repose. its remoteness, its permanence, its old and sprawling indifference to man and his concerns, rest and cleanse the mind. all the noises of the world are drowned in the one monotonous cry of the curlew. day after day, then, found us full-stretched upon the moor, looking up at the sky or gazing dreamily at the distant horizon. it is not strictly true, of course, to say that we did absolutely nothing, for we smoked great quantities of tobacco, ate sandwiches and little sticks of chocolate, drank from the cold bubbling streams that spring up from nowhere, gurgle for a few score yards, then disappear again. occasionally we exchanged a remark to two. but we probably came as close to doing nothing as it is possible for two members of our race. we made nothing, not even any plans; not a single idea entered our heads; we did not even indulge in that genial boasting which is the usual pastime of two friendly males in conference. somewhere, far away, our friends and relatives were humming and bustling, shaping and contriving, planning, disputing, getting, spending; but we were gods, solidly occupied in doing nothing, our minds immaculate vacancies. but when our little hour of idling was done and we descended for the last time, as flushed as sunsets, we came down into this world of men and newspaper owners only to discover that we had just been denounced by mr gordon selfridge. when and where he had been denouncing us i do not know. nor do i know what hilarious company had invited and received his conferences. strange things happen at this season, when the unfamiliar sun ripens our eccentricities. it was only last year or the year before that some enterprising person who had organized a conducted tour to the continental arranged, as bait for the more intellectual holiday-makers, that a series if lectures should be given to the party by eminent authors at various places en route. the happy tourists set out, and their conductor was as good as his word, for behold – at the very first stopping-place dean inge gave them an address on the modern love of pleasure. but whether mr selfridge had been addressing a crowd of holiday-makers or a solemn conference of emporium owners, i do not know, but i do know that he said that he hated laziness more than anything else and held it the greatest of sins. i believe too that he delivered some judgment on persons who waste time, but i have forgotten his reasons and instances and, to be frank, would count it a disgraceful waste of time to discover again what they were. mr selfridge did not mention us by name, but it is hardly possible to doubt that he had us in mind throughout his attack on idleness. perhaps he had had a frantic vision of the pair of us lying flat on our backs on the moor, wasting time royally while the world’s work waited to be done, and, incidentally, to be afterwards bought and sold in mr selfridge’s store. i hope he had, for the sight should have done him good; we are a pleasing spectacle at any time, but when we are doing nothing it would do any man’s heart good to see us, even in the most fragmentary and baffling vision.
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