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SrImathE Gopaladesika Mahadesikaya nama:

Dearest All,

After enjoying Krishna as a child, Kulasekara AzhwAr
is attracted by Lord Rama as a child. Posing himself
as the mother Kowsalya, he burst out with great joy
singing the lullabies for Lord Rama. The ten verses
devoted for this purpose contain a poetic description
of the important divine deeds performed during the
Ramavatharam. 

When Kulasekara AzhwAr thinks of Rama as a prince, he
is attracted by the motive of father-son, as different
from mother-child role. He identifies himself with
Dasaratha, who banished his dearest son Rama to the
DhaNdakaraNya forest and suffered the grief of
separation. In order to express his feeling over this
tragic event, AzhwAr in the words of Darasaratha king
pours out his sorrow in ten verses. A really soul
stirring set of verses! It brings tears to our eyes
when we recite the verses. 

van_thaaLi NniNaivaNangi vaLan^agaram
thozhuthEttha manna Nnaavaan
ninRaayai ariyaNaimE lirunthaayai
netungaanam patarap pOku
enRaaL,em iraamaavO unaippayantha
kaikEsi thansoR kEttu
nanRaaka naanilatthai yaaLvitthEn
nanmaganE unnai naanE                9.1

My Raamaa! You, who should have been sitting on this
strong throne; the local rulers and chieftains falling
at your feet out of respect and reverence, who is
source of joy to me, who should have been coronated as
a king- have been asked to go to the forest. What a
pity, I banished you to the impenetrable forest
yielding to the words of your step mother Kaikeyi! Oh
my son, the one who always obeys me and my words
always! I have very beautifully made you as the king
(sarcasm) for this earth. 

vevvaayEn vevvuraikEt tirun^ilatthai
vENtaathE virainthu venRi
maivaaya kaLiRozhinthu thErozhinthu
maavozhinthu vanamE mEvi
neyvaaya vEln^etungaN nErizhaiyum
iLangOvum pinpu pOga
evvaaRu nadanthanaiyem iramaavO
emperumaan ensey kEnE                   9.2

My Raamaa! Listening to my cruel words from this mouth
and not desirous of ruling the kingdom, leaving all
the strong mountain like horses, elephants, chariots,
that can enable you to attain victory effortlessly,
you proceed towards the forest immediately along with
spear like eyed large eyed SitA PiraaTTi and the
darling younger brother. How did you dare proceed to
the forest? How did you choose to go to the forest?
Forsaking all those affectionate citizens of Ayodhya,
how did you go? How did you walk through the rugged
paths with Sita? Oh my master! What will I do? You are
the saviour of mankinds. 

kollaNaivEl varin^edungaN kOsalaithan
kulamathalaay kunivil lEnthum
mallaNaintha varaitthOLaa valvinaiyEn
manamurukkum vagaiyE kaRRaay
mellaNaimEl muNnthuyinRaay inRinippOy
viyan_kaana maratthin neezhal
kallaNaimEl kaNduyilak kaRRanaiyO
kaakutthaa kariya kOvE                  9.3

Oh Rama! The darling son of Kosala kulam- the lineage
of Kowsalya, long eyed lady! The Lord with strongest
shoulders carrying the divine bow! 
Even this mahaapaapi?s stone heart gets melted at you.
Kaakustha! Dark coloured handsone one! My Master! How
can you, who had spent all the earlier years sleeping
on royal soft beds, sleep now in the forest under the
shade of the trees on the bed made of dry leaves and
rocky stones? 
  
vaapOgu vaainnam vanthorukaal
kaNdupO malaraaL koonthal
vEypOlu mezhilthOLi thanporuttaa
vitaiyOnRan villais seRRaay
maapOgu nedungaanam valvinaiyEn
manamurukkum maganE inRu
neepOga ennencha mirupiLavaayp
pOgaathE niRku maaRE                    9.4

Come here; go back; again come back? - I used ask you
so that I could keep enjoying your gait and your
beauty in the front and the back. Please come and see
me again. The Lord, who broke the strong Siva dhanus
(bow of Siva) to wed the most beautiful, flower
bedecked fragrant haired Sita PiraaTTi! I am a mahaa
paapi. Even that stone heart of mine breaks when I
think of your entry into the bid forest inhabited by
wild elephants. 

porunthaar_kai vEln^uthipOl paralpaaya
mellatikaL kuruthi sOra
virumbaatha kaanvirumbi veyiluRaippa
vempasin^Oy koora inRu
perumpaavi yEnmakanE pOginRaay
kEkayar_kOn makaLaayp peRRa
arumpaavi soRkEtta aruvinaiyEn
enseykEn anthO yaanE                    9.5

The stones in the forest are like the sharp spears
that are held by our enemies; they will hurt and prick
your heel when you walk on them. Blood would ooze out
of those feet. The hot sun would scorch on the top; at
the right time you would not get the right food. You
would get only those fruits and roots. None would are
go to such forest. But you chose to go to such a
forest, my darling son! Just because I asked you to
go, you went to the forest desirously today. This
cruel father of yours listened to that cunning
daughter of Kekaya king, Kaikeyi. Oh alas! What will I
do?  

ammaaven Rukanthazhaikku maarvassol
kELaathE aNisEr maarvam
enmaarvath thidaiyazhunthath thazhuvaathE
muzhusaathE mOvaa thuchchi
kaimmaavin nataiyanna mennataiyum
kamalampOl mukamum kaaNaathu
emmaanai yenmakanai yizhanthitta
izhithakaiyE Nnirukkin REnE             9.6

appaaa! Aiyaa! ? How nicely and lovingly you used to
call me; Happily you used to address me. I am not able
to hear such words now. I am not able to immerse into
the greatest enjoyment of hugging you tightly with
those ornaments on Your chest pressing on my chest. I
am not able to smell your forehead embracing You. Not
able to enjoy that lovely elephant like manly gait of
Yours and unable to relish seeing that most beautiful
red lotus face of Yours. My master, my darling son- I
performed that cruelest deed of sending him to the
forest and am still breathing and not dead yet. 

poomaruvu naRunkunchi punsataiyaayp
punainthupoon^ thukilsE ralkul
kaamarezhil vizhaludutthuk kalanaNiyaa
thanganga Lazhagu maaRi
EmaruthO Lenputhalvan yaaninRu
selatthakka vananthaan sEr_thal
thoomaRaiyeer ithuthagavO sumanthiranE
visittanE solleer neerE                 9.7

Oh vedic Brahmins! Minister Sumanthrar! My Guru Sage
Vasishta! That fragrant flower like tresses have
changed to matted locks like the sages; discarding the
royal clothing and changed into the dress made of hard
rough, tough wood peels without wearing the ornaments;
the beauty of body still remains unchanged ? not
supplemented by artificial enhancement (with ornaments
and royal dresses); My son- of whom even the enemies
are scared of; has gone to the forest now. Instead of
this oldie who needs to go forest leaving all comforts
(as vaanaprastham), without enjoyment of royal
facilities and youth, he has gone. Oh erudite
scholars, you tell. Is that appropriate? Correct? Is
it raja dharmam? 
   

ponpeRRaa rezhilvEthap puthalvanaiyum
thampiyaiyum poovai pOlum
minpaRRaa nuNmarungul melliyalen
marukikaiyum vanatthil pOkki
ninpaRRaa ninmaganmEl pazhiviLaitthit
tennaiyumn^eeL vaanil pOkka
enpeRRaay kaikEsee irun^ilatthil
inithaaka virukkin RaayE                9.8

[Dasaratha curses Kaikeyi for being responsible to
send Rama along with his younger brother and Sita] Oh
Kaikaeyi! The eldest brother Rama, who had learnt the
Vedas and saasthras from the learned teachers, his
yoiunger brother Lakshmanan, the most beautiful parrot
like sweet talker Sita Piratti, the one who has narrow
waist like the lightning, the tender and soft daughter
?in-law of mine- You had sent all three of them to the
cruel forest and wanted to let you dearest loving son
Bharatha rule this kingdom; and you want to send me to
the upper world unable to bear with all these heart
breaking pains of leaving my son. By doing all these-
what have you gained, Kaikeyi? You are living happily
on this earth 
munnorun^aaL mazhuvaaLi silaivaangi
avaNnthavatthai muRRum seRRaay
unnaiyumun Nnarumaiyaiyu munmOyin
varutthamumon Raakak koLLaathu
ennaiyum_en meyyuraiyum meyyaakak
koNduvanam pukka enthaay
ninnaiyE maganaakap peRappeRuvEn
EzhpiRappum nedunthOL vEnthE            9.9

That day- You took Parasurama?s bow and you could tame
him and his thapas bhalam (the power of his penance)
with your divine arrow. Such a strong one! Your
lienage, Your status, position, Your power ? without
thinking of any of these; without thinking even for a
fraction of a second about my heart breaking pains of
separation from you, and the grief of Your mother
Kowasalya; You proceeded to the dense forest merely
because I have uttered a word (that was forced and
thrust upon me) and You blindly followed me and my
word as the Only thing to be obeyed. My dearest
master! Appaa Raamaaa! Strong large shouldered king!
May I be blessed to be Your father in all my future
births PLEASE. That would be my parama bhaagyam. Where
and who else can one get such a son? 

thEnn^agumaa malarkkoonthal kowsalaiyum
sumitthiraiyum sinthai nOva
koonuruvil kodunthozhutthai soRkEtta
kodiyavaLthan soRkoNdu inRu
kaanakamE mikavirumbi neethuRantha
vaLan^agaraith thuRanthu naanum
vaanagamE mikavirumbip pOkinREn
manukulatthaar thangaL kOvE             9.10

The biggest and grandest of the kings of Manu kulam!
Giving grief and pains to those Kowsalya and Sumithra,
listening to the hunch back Manthara?s words, Kaikeyi,
the most cruel and cunning one sent you to the forest.
You went heeding to her instructions and desirously
proceeded to the forest. Ignoring the pomp, grandeur
of the kingdom of Ayodhya that is decorated for your
ascension to throne, You proceeded to that forest. Let
me also go desirously to that upper world (being
unable to bear any more of the separation from you)

Eraarntha karun^edumaal iraamanaay
vanampukka athanuk kaaRRaa
thaararntha thadavaraitthOL thayarathanRaan
pulampiya_ap pulambal thannai
kooraarntha vElvalavan kOzhiyar_kOn
kudaikkulasE karansoR seytha
seeraarntha  thamizhmaalai yivaivallaar
theen^eRikkaN sellaar thaamE        9.11

When the most divinely beautiful Lord VishNu took
avathram as Lord Rama and when he went to the forest
as per his avathara mission, his father could not bear
the pangs of separation from his son Rama. Dasaratha
chakravarrtthi, the mountain like 
strong shouldered king cried, lamented about Rama
leaving him and proceeding to the forest. That laments
and bursting out was recited by Kulasekara who is the
king of uRaiyoor, and those who read (or recite) this
ten verses in chaste Tamil, would never ever go on
wrong track in their lives

AzhwAr ThiruvaDigaLE saraNam
Regards 
Namo narayana
dAsan



      
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