Spgm 083 - The Beautiful Scene

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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(When the King Cheran Senguttuvan went to see the mountain side, the hill tribes gave an account of Kannagi, who stood under the neem tree and the wonders thereafter. Sattanar, who was there that time, he also told about Madurai got burnt in fire. Senguttuvan wanted to erect a statue for Kannagi to worship her. The Northern kings, who spoke arrogantly Made Senguttuvan invade north.) THE VISIT TO THE MOUNTAIN King Cheran held his bow flag high On the Himalayas it was fixed to fly. In that dynasty was born Senguttuvan. Whose sword never failed to win. On the balcony that was like silver shine, He was sitting with Velmal, his queen. Also with him Illango was there. They saw nature's beauty everywhere. The non-stop sound of the stream, It was so nice to attract them. "Let us go to the mountain side, To see its beauty, " he said. He crossed the front gate of Vanchi Town, And walked towards the mountain, With Velmal and other shepherdess Who showed their willingness. STAYED IN THE FINE SAND HILL It was like the Lord Indra's place, Where the heavenly ladies Can go and have their play And to enjoy, they could stay. It was for heavenly pleasures With a garden full of flowers, A beautiful flowing river, Many ponds full of water. Seated o'er the royal elephant, He reached the mountain front. It was covered by colorful flowers, Fruit bearing and flowering trees. The flowing stream sound, The flower strewn ground, The hunting honeybee sound, Kept them all spell bound. Its sides the river covered, With sand hill that spread On the top of this fine sand hill They went there to assemble. SOUNDS ECHOED They heard mixed sounds, The shepherds' folk songs, The prayers to Lord Murugan, The songs of the labor-women. The hunters' uproar sound, O'er honeycombs they found. The drumbeat like sound, From the waterfalls around. The sound of elephant's wailing, With a tiger while it was fighting. The drumbeat sound of hunters Who chased animals in the forests. The hunters' strained sound to lift An elephant that fell inside a pit, The Cheran's army march sound When they pounded the ground. All these echo sounds, They cheered their minds. Each one was musical To all those people.

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