A girl lying on a bed with hands on cheeks swinging her legs and thinking about a beautiful moment with her lover, a guy looking into his reflection on his plate and imagining his girl to be smiling, mistaking his friend for his lover and pecking his cheek, to consider a bee as messenger who delivers her sweetheart’s love letter, swarming on the floor, hollow out the ground by toe, biting the nail forgetting people around, humming a song throughout the day in her reminiscence, covering the face in shyness are very common in love. If you think, people od the olden days where not so afflicted by love, you are wrong. Let us have a glimpse of Thiruvaimozhi (Centum 5.2.1/1102) – Work of Parangusan (Swamy Nammalwar), a poetic saint who committed his life for the bhakti and love at Sriman Narayana’s feet. kangulum pagalum kaN thuyilaRiyaaL* kaNNanNeer kaikaLaal iRaikkum,*
shanngu chakkarangaLenRu kai kooppum* thaamaraik kaN enRE thaLarum,*
eNGNGanE tharikkENn unnaivittu ennum* irunNilam kai thuzaavirukkum,*
chengayal paaynNeerth thiruvaraNGkaththaay!* ivaLthiRaththu en cheykinRaayE?
Namalwar construes himself to be Devi (girl devoted to Lord), acclaimed herself as the lover and gave up her soul to him. She becomes fanatic in love and forgets her original state. The girl’s mother is anguished looking at her girl beset by love and pleads to the one who has held her in his possession.
Mother’s woe: “She doesn’t realize her sleep rather she forgot there’s a stuff called sleep. She cries ceaselessly night and day, until the floor becomes sodden; she claims to have seen your lotus like eyes and laughs. She prostrates on the floor claiming the sight of your stunning Shank and Mace. Soon she realizes it was only a hallucination and starts digging the floor to find you. She has lost her self-conscience. What have you done to my darling girl?
She gazes at the sky, she melts in your thoughts, she shouts and calls ‘end of evil’ and that her hero, you, have killed them all. She faces the direction of your temple and instantly tears flow from her eyes. She lies motionless, suddenly she wanders aimlessly and pays obeisance to you and she goes into trance, her eyes doesn’t flicker sometimes and she keeps staring at the wall, maybe she has found you there and faints as you are not there. She acts as dumb and keeps murmuring your name. Suddenly becomes intelligent and with grace in her eyes talks about you.
She is so fond of you and is so madly in love with you unlike other worldly people who are behind materialistic pursuits and not bothered to even look at you, the only thing that you can do to her now is to show mercy on her.”
Upayam – the objective is the only difference of Alwar’s love to that of the typical lovers today. If one feels his love will enable him to attain the objective collectively with his lover, go ahead and love the person Alwars way.
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