Spgm 025 - Gifts From North

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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The Vajra King gave a bunch of pearls, The Magadha King a school hall, The Avanthi King a decorated gate Studded with beads and golden built. Thirumavalavan brought them, And he carefully fixed them. He made them as one hall. Named it 'Chitra Mandap' to call FIVE TYPE OF CENTERS. The foreigners with identity cards, Their imported foreign goods, Kept in heaps by Cauvery side, The river of the country's pride. For any theft, punishment was severe. In such a case, the culprit's head to sever, Or, to take a head-load long walking. So, there was a first 'Divine' center. Hunchback, blind, dumb, deaf, and lepers When they took bath in sacred waters, They got back their normal shapes. So, there was a second 'Hospital' center. When one was tricked with medicine, Or, when one was induced poison, Or, when one had snakebite, They were cured in a third 'Stone-ray-cure' center. The fake swamis who were cheats, The immoral girl-drop-outs, The traitors who betrayed, Those with others' wives stayed, The backbiters of the foulest, They were killed by a ghost. And devoured by this ghost, So was there a fourth 'Ghost' center. Any royal public servant misbehaved, Or, any court justice in his duty failed, Or, giving one-sided judgment, They faced severe punishment. For this, was there a fifth 'Justice' center, Pugar had all these five centers. People praised the centers all, As justice they got at every level. THE FLAG OF PROSPERITY. To the Indran's Vajra block, A big drum, kept on the back Of a decorated elephant, In its march, was sent. On the Indran's temple function, The drummer drummed, to mention The details of the day's function, To bring the public's close attention. They unfurled the flag then, Also invoking Lord Indran To supply copious rain, And bless them, everyone. THE BUSY STREET. Its legs studded with emerald, Mixed with coral and diamond, And the roof plated gold, The palanquin of Indran stood. He was taken in procession, On the route full of decoration, The people waited to see it, As it moved on street to street. All the front gates of the houses, Were decorated with arches, Studded with pearls and stones, Which were pleasant to the eyes. They received Lord Indran With sacred water pots golden And other sacred provision, Fit for that holy occasion.

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