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3761:##
mallikaikamaz thenRal IrumaalO!*
  vaNkuRiNYchi ichaithavarumaalO*
chelkathir maalaiyum mayakkumaalO!*
  chekkarnNan mEkangaL chithaikkumaalO*
alliyanN thaamaraik kaNNan emmaan*
  aayargaL_ERu ariyERu emmaayOn*
pulliya mulaigaLum thOLum kondu*
  pukalitam aRikilam thamiyamaalO! (2)	9.9.1

1. The breeze that is filled with the fragrance of jasmine hugs and cuts
my body (into two); the pleasing evening "kuRinji" music embraces my ears
and punctures it; The bright rays of the evening red sun and the evening
is making me faint; The reddish (due to twilight) clouds are simply
tearing my body to pieces; My Master KaNNan the Lotus eyed Lord of mine
who had joined me and hugged me has now left me in this situation.  My
breasts and my shoulders that the Male Lion had hugged are suffering due
to loneliness; I am helpless and am at a loss as to where He is and how to
reach Him. (What a Poet! What a Bhakthi!- You should read them in Thamizh!
malligai kamazh theNral eerum aalO! vaN kuRinji isai thavaro aalO! ..
aalO- equivalent to aiyO!)

3762:
pukalitam aRikilam thamiyamaalO!
  pulampuRu maNithenRal aampalaalO*
pakalatumaalaivaN chaandhamaalO!*
  panchamam mullaithaN vaataiyaalO*
akalitam pataiththitanNthu undumizndhu-
  aLandhu* engum aLikkinRa aayanmaayOn*
ikalitaththu achurargaL kooRRam vaaraan*
  iniyirunNthu ennuyir kaakkumaaRen?	9.9.2

2. Which is my asylum- I don't know. I am suffering due to separation. The
sounds of bells (tied to oxen), the breeze, the music of flute are all
killing me! Iyo! The day time went off with an expectation that at least
in the evening He would come. Now the evening- the sandal fragrance are
all aggravating my sufferings terribly; the music (panchama paNN?) the
evening air are literally tearing me; The Lord KaNNan- the Mischievous
One- the Chief of Cowherd people- the One who measured the whole universe
- the One who brought the earth back from the deep "troubled" waters - the
  One who ate and spat the universe and saved it- The One who is like
Yaman for asurAs - now He has not come to alleviate my sufferings; What is
the use of my living hereafter?

3763:
iniyirunNthu ennuyir kaakkumaaRen*
  iNaimulai namuka nNuNNitai nNutanga*
thuniyiruNGkalavi cheythu aagamthOyndhu*
  thuRandhemmai ittakal kaNNan_kaLvan*
thaniyiLaNYchingam emmaayanvaaraan*
  thaamaraikkaNNum chevvaayum*
nNeelap paniyiruNGkuzalkaLum naan_gu thOLum*
  paaviyEn manaththE nNinReerumaalO!	9.9.3

3. Empermaan hugged me, joined me in such a way that my breasts have
become softer; the waist has become weak; - and He has left me. After His
joining me, and after He has left me all alone- There is no use at all for
my survival anymore. I think that Young Lion- My Master will NOT come
hereafter. His Lotus Like eyes, Red Mouth, The Dark, long curly tresses,
Four Shoulders, - They all have stayed in this sinner's mind. His
exquisite Beauty - His ThirumEni is splitting me into two and is killing
me.

3764:
paaviyEn manaththE nNinReerumaalO!*
  vaatai thaNvaatai vevvaataiyaalO*
mEvuthaNmathiyam vemmathiyamaalO!*
  menmalarppaLLi vempaLLiyaalO*
thooviyam puLLutaith theyva vanduthuthaindha*
  empeNmaiyam poovithaalO*
aaviyim paramalla vakaikaLaalO!*
  yaamutai nenchamum thuNaiyanRaalO!	9.9.4

4. Thoughts of my Emperumaan, who had deserted me are tearing me apart;
The chill evening breeze is so hot for my body due to my viraha thaapam;
Cool moon rays are so warm that urn me; the soft bed of flowers has become
too warm for me- Thus I am suffering being left by KaNNan. That Bhagawaan,
who rides on GarudA - I would call Him as "the Divine bee". That "Deiva
vaNdu" has entered into this feminine soft body of mine, joined me and
then left me; (like the bee sucking the honey from flowers and takes off!)
See how much my AthmA is troubled! Things that remind me of Him are
killing me; Even my mind is not there as my companion. That has also
deserted me and gone to Him. (In this pAsuram Garudavaahanathvam
establishes Parathvam says NampiLLai!)

3765:
yaamutai nenchamum thuNaiyanRaalO!*
  aa pukummaalaiyum aakinRaalO,*
yaamudai aayan_dhan manam kallaalO!*
  avanutaith theenguzal eerumaalO*
yaamutai thuNaiyennum thOzimaarum*
  emmin mun_avanukku maayvaraalO*
yaamutai aaruyir kaakkumaaRen?
  avanutai aruL peRumpOthu arithE.	9.9.5

5. My mind too is not giving me company. The evening also has arrived-
it's time for cows to return home. The lonely me- the evening- Why it has
not struck in His mind and why He has not yet arrived here! His mind has
become a stone! His flute music is pulling me! Even my friends get more
worried about me and ask when He would marry me. When such is my
situation, how can I save myself? Getting his mercy is so difficult?

3766:
avanutaiaruL peRumpOthu arithaal*
  avvaruL_allana aruLum alla*
avanaruL peRumaLavu aavi_nillaadhu*
  atupakal maalaiyum nenchum kaaNEn*
chivanotu piraman vaN thirumatandhai*
  chEr_thiruvaagam emmaaviyeerum*
evam inippukumitam? evan cheykEnO?
  aarukken chollukEn annaimeergaaL!	9.9.6

6. Oh Mothers! Getting His grace is so difficult for me! Except for His
grace, no on else's is worth it at all. Hence, until I get His mercy, my
jIvan does not belong to me. (means it is not there!). It may even be
possible that it may never be mine. The day time has gone and the twilight
also has arrived. This lovely evening is completely ruining me and
torturing me. Bhagawaan's ThirumEni is shared by Sivan, MrahmA (on His
navel), Periya PiraaTTI MahA Lakshmi et al. When I think of His such
merciful guNA, how is it that there isn't any space for me at all with
Him? If such is the case, where else can I go to? To whom shall I complain
and who will save me?

3767:
aarukken chollukEn annaimeergaaL!*
  aaruyir_ aLavu_anRu ikkoor_thaNvaatai*
kaarokkummEni nNaNG_kaNNan kaLvam*
  kavarndha aththaninNencham avan kaN aqthE*
cheeruRRaakiR pukaiyaaznNarampu*
  panchamamthaN pachuNYchaandhaNaindhu*
pOruRRavaataithaN mallikaippoop*
  puthumaNammukandhukoNtu eRiyumaalO!	9.9.7

7. Oh Mothers! That mischievous Lord, dark hued, cloud coloured Lord
KaNNan has robbed  the matchless heart of mine and gone off. It has gone
with Him and is no more with me. When I suffering here with terrible
loneliness, being separated from Him, this evening chill breeze also
torments me. This breeze also joins the smoke (that arises from the
"yaagams") and is mixed with sandal fragrance. Such a breeze, filled with
the music and the fragrance of jasmine in the air, are all jointly
throwing flakes of fire at me and are burning my body with viraha thaapam.
To whom can I tell all my sufferings ( and who can save me?)

3768:
puthumaNam mukandhukoNtu eRiyumaalO!*
  pongiLavaatai pun_chekkaraalO*
adhumaNanNthakanRa_nNaN kaNNan_kaLvam*
  kaNNaniR kotithu iniyadhanilumpar*
madhumaNa mallikai mandhakkOvai*
  vaNpachuNYchaandhinil panchamamvaiththu*
adhumaNanNthu innaruL aaychchiyarkkE*
  oothum aththeenguzaRkE uyyEn_naan!	9.9.8

8. This chill breeze is splitting me. That red sky kills me. His such
mischief (of leaving me here!) is more cruel to me than Himself! These
jasmine flowers, the fresh sandal fragrance, the breeze are all disturbing
me greatly. His flute music (that He is playing for those cowherd girls)
is also killing me. It is difficult for me to survive anymore.

3769:
oothum aththeenguzaRkE uyyEn_naan!*
  adhumozinNthitai itaiththan cheykOlath*
thoothuchey kaNkaL koNtonRu pEchith*
  thoomozi ichaigaL koNtu onRu_nOkki*
pEthuRu mukamcheythu nondhu_nondhu*
  pEthainNeNYchaRavaRap paatumpaattai*
yaadhumonRu aRikilam amma_amma!*
  maalaiyumvandhadhu maayanvaaraan.	9.9.9

9. I am not able to bear listening to His flute music. He expresses His
love and His words and feelings to those Aayar peNgaL (Cowherd girls)
through His music. With His facial expressions, He sends messages to each
one of them. He literally makes them lose themselves with His such facial
expressions and bhAvams. He makes them forget their "oodal" (minor
squabbles) with such advances. And this Lord is troubling me also by not
coming here. He has not yet come still! It is already getting dark.

3770:
maalaiyumvandhadhu maayanvaaraan*
  maamaNipulampa vallERaNaindha*
kOla nan_naagukaL ukaLumaalO!
  kotiyena kuzalkaLum kuzaRumaalO*
vaaloLi vaLarmullai karumukaigaL*
  mallikai alampi vaNtaalumaalO*
vElaiyum visumpil viNtalaRumaalO!*
  en_cholli uyvan iNGku avanaivittE?	9.9.10

10. It is already late evening! But Maayavan has NOT yet come. The cows
are coming back fully rejoiced jumping happily with their oxen (with bells
tied to their necks) after a day's time with their respective companions.
His flute music also is coming in the air and is killing me. The bees
(sitting on those fragrant jasmine flowers ) are also humming which
troubles me. Even the crying roars of oceanic waves are reaching the sky.
aiyO! Each one of these aggravates my suffering only. How will I ever
survive?

3771:##
avanaivittakanRu uyir_aaRRa_killaa*
  aNiyizai_aaychchiyar maalaippoochal*
avanaivittu akalvadhaRkE irangi*
  aNikurukoor chatakOpanmaaRan*
avaniyuNtu umizndhavan mEluraiththa*
  aayiraththuL ivai paththumkondu*
avaniyuL alaRRinNinRu uymmin thondeer!*
  achchonna maalai naNNiththozuthE! (2)	9.9.11

11. Kurugoor SadagOpar has sung the terrible suffering of the Cowherd
girls being unable to be separated from KaNNan and of the aggravating
languishing due to the lovely jasmine fragrance laden breezy evening. One
should pay obeisance to the Lord (who ate and spat the universe) and sing
these ten songs which Sri SadagOpar  has sung on Him. Oh BhAgawathAs, sing
them merrily and get saved by KaNNan.Dearest Sisters and Brothers,



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