Periya Thirumozhi 8.5- There is none to console me saying, "maa sucha:" (anjEl)

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Dearest Sisters and Brothers,

 

The ThirumEni of AzhwAr became pale and “Parakala Nayaki” was languishing

longing to unite with Her Lord.. She had even pleaded in the last ten

thumbhI fly to go to Thirutthuzhaay (thuLasi adorned by the Lord) and blow

the fragrance of His thuLasi on her.. That never happened. Now the dear

friends too are no longer with her. They have gone away and slept. The whole

world is sleeping..(similar to “oorellam thunji..of Paranukusa nayaki)” Our

Parakala Nayaki longs to unite with the Lord and she is suffering… An

outburst -yet another excellent ten from “Num Kaliyan- Parakalan..”

 

1. My heart-that is separated from that marvelous infant KaNNan- who could

unfasten the hand and leg cuffs of His Father VasudEvar the moment he

appeared. The cool rays on the beautiful moon simply torture me- who is

longingly waiting to obtain His krupai. In addition to those moon rays, the

gentle breeze too enters into my tender breasts and torments. It is going to

end.

 

2. My heart that longs to join the Beautiful large mountain like chested

KaNNan, who is younger brother of that conch shell like coloured Balaraman-

is completely immersed in Him. There is absolutely none to accompany me and

be with me for moral support. The whole place (people) is sleeping. The

whole world is sleeping; the Sun has gone.. His chariot has also

disappeared. The directions have become invisible. It is pitch dark and I do

not what to do. Alas!

 

3. Except for His (KaNNan’s) cheating, there is nothing that stays with me.

The bangles have also gone off from me. That KaNNan- who had sucked the life

of Poothanai- will He consider and take care of my life? IT IS HIS HABIT

RIGHT FROM HIS BIRTH, TO THINK LOW OF GIRLS AND TEASE. (Always He teases

us..vasthrabharaNam, siRRil sidhaiyEl.. Selling the bangle and buying fruits

for Him, etc..) The blemishless moon rays heat me, and there is no help for

me. My pair of breasts simply suffers. My heart also melts listening to His

flute. There is none else for me who can assure me saying “maa sucha” (anjEl

anbaar illayE..)

 

4. KaNNan- who blew the Conch shell and made other valiant kings tremble

with fear during the KurukshEthra battle- has not come for me. The droplets

that emanate for the wavy oceans also are so hot for me like the flame of

fire. The breeze that takes the watery droplets along with it also torments

me by entering into my breasts. Only when it stops, I think I can survive.

 

5. the huge tall seven trees were simply hit by making hole through them at

one stroke by Lord Rama by aiming one arrow effortlessly.. Then he made the

whole city lankA tremble with fear; That Parama krupaaLu Rama blessed us

during the day time.. Even that (the day time) has gone. Of my friends! You

are also not here. There is none to help me. The Sun also has gone into the

Oceans. I- who longs to live- have been destined to be finished off by this

long stretched night..

 

6. Ramapiraan- who had bent the huge bow, has not yet come.. What can I do?

The Sun, who showers light on us (on our lives), has also disappeared. The

eyes of this maha paapi only have decided not to close.. I am not sure how

long this long night going to be which is longer than kalpams…

 

7. The One- who had churned the huge Ocean to get PiraaTTi; who had built

the bridge across the ocean and killed the strong rAvaNan by making Him fall

on the ground.. That SarvEshwaran has not yet come. The hot Sun, the young

Moon, the sound of bell that is tied to the bulls- is simply finishing me

off in its entirety. That cowherd cute Boy KaNNan’s flute is heard

everywhere spreading every place. What else to say I don’t know..

 

8. The raja needhi started decaying and Jamadhagna muni was angry due to

that. The Lord who had appeared as Parasuraman holding His “Parasu” the axe,

has not yet come. Due to the unbearable chillness, the male bird hugs the

female bird under its wings, and the sight of that in this dark night

tortures me. Being alone at such long dark, chilly night is simply torturous

and I don’t know what a paapi I am to suffer this way cruelly!

 

9. My bangles have simply fallen off by suffering after the blissful great

dream enjoyment I had of uniting with ThirukaNNaperumAn. This sound of bell

tied to the bulls neck also torments me.. (Thinking of that cowherd Boy).

Not only does this sound split my heart.. Also that night bird’s shrill

voice also tortures me and kills this paapi..

 

10. This ten is the lamenting suffering of the languishing girl who has

tender breasts, longing to join the Feet of that large ocean coloured most

merciful Lord. Kaliyan, the saviour of Thirumangai residents, composes this

ten. Those who recite this ten, will be blessed to join the band at

Srivaikunatm and be with Nithyasooris.

 

ThirumangaiAzhwAr ThiruvadigaLE SaraNam

 

Regards

 

Narayana Narayana

adiyEn

 

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