#29 (Thyagaraja) Thieves Ran Away

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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The Siva Temple at Kovur, Came next in his tour. Five gems like songs, He sang on His glories. He went to Chennai then With all his group of men. Sundaram Mudaliar, a host, Took him there as a guest. While leaving for Tiruvaiyar The host, Sundaram Mudaliar Gave him thousand gold coins But he touched not even one. The host secretly kept The coins in the back seat Of the Saint’s palanquin, Informing two trusted men. They left the city at last. It was getting late at night. They went thru’ a forest With burning torch lights. When some thieves threw, Like missiles, stones flew, Thus injuring those men Who were in the procession. The Saint wasn’t worried As nothing he carried As valuables with him Like this, he told them. But the two men told About the hidden gold. He was not perturbed As he disliked the gold. He told, “We don’t need These coins made of gold. Better give them to the thieves Who came for looting us.” But the two men replied, “The host gave us gold To glorify Rama, the Lord So, let us keep it, as he said.” He said, “Let Rama save it, If the Lord wants it.” Then the procession moved, About the gold, unconcerned. Early in the morning, The thieves came running, Fell down at the Saint’s feet With a word of regret. They said, “Oh Master! We saw two beautiful warriors, Armed with bows and arrows, Guarding your men and possessions.” “One was in front of the palanquin, Another behind the procession, Throwing stones like rain That caused us severe pain.” “We ran away out of fear. To see them, we came here, But they’re not to be seen Now where have they gone? ” The Saint told them with tears, “The two men, who caused you fears, Are none but Lakshman and Ram! How fortunate you’re to see them.” He wondered, how the Lord Came running to safeguard The interest of His devotees When they were in distress. Though thieves they were all He advised them to spell And chant the holy name Of the Most Merciful Ram. (He sang in Raga Saranga Entha Bhagyamu MaaBalga Kalki Dhivi) “What a fortune is this? You ever remain for us, As a Sole Protector! Yes, it’s no wonder! ” “You came before me, Smilingly talked to me, Removed my worries, And saved me thus.” “You saved Sages, so many, Who deserved your mercy, Similarly I was saved by you To my good fortune, it’s true.”

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