Published:12 Aug 2019 8 PMUpdated:12 Aug 2019 8 PM
சக்தி கொடு! - 10 - ஆயர்பாடி மாளிகையில்...
Give Sakthi - 10 - Ayarpadi Mansion
சக்தி விகடன் டீம் = Sakthi Vikatan Team
வி.ஆர்.சுந்தரி  V.R. Sundari
In the mansion of Āyarpādi
1. Kaṇṇaṉ is the universal and divine cynosure of all eyes and the divine allurer of the hearts and minds in his persona of the Divine. Managing ability, simplicity, compassion, sympathy, the supreme commitment and ability to undergo travails and insults on behalf of servitors, innate ability to play the role of a baby with babies, the inscrutability and the clarity of wisdom unplumbed by the Muṉis are the qualities of the head of the Āyarkulam and an Avatar.

2. Let us have a Darsan of Kaṇṇaṉ, praised by Āṇḍāḷ as a gem-lamp of the Āyarkulam (Herd class). Let us go!
3. Yes! Kaṇṇaṉ was the eighth child for the imprisoned Vāsudevar-Dēvaki couple by the order of Kamsa. As told by divine Kaṇṇaṉ, Vāsudēva carried away the jail-born Kaṇṇaṉ to Gōkulam across the Yamuna river and brought back a substitute girl child to prison. Kaṇṇaṉ, left to the care of Yasoda, emitted a soft and sweet cry. Periyāzhvār paints the story that followed thereafter.
4.” Āhā, Āhā! I alone can’t have the privilege of seeing this Kaṇṇaṉ, shining like a 10 million suns. Āypādi (hamlet of the herders) people must see him.” People came running in the streets to see the infant.
5. The legs run but the mind is beside Kaṇṇaṉ and Yasoda. Caught in the rivalry between the legs and the mind, the bodies fall like logs helplessly.

6. The cowherd girls utter slogan, ‘Baby, Baby.” The roar pervades to every nook and corner of the hamlet and reverberates as booming echoes. The men, women and children by the thousands are on a celebratory march to see the baby. They dance and sing to the beat of the drums.
7. If this is the mood of the visitors on their way to see Kaṇṇaṉ, imagine the condition of the visitors who took a long look at Kaṇṇaṉ. It was different. The women having seen Kaṇṇaṉ, went home and rolled the hoops on the streets. Seated on a platform in the front of the house, they offered free butter, milk and yogurt from the storage pots.
8. The maidens let loose the hair and dance at the front yards of their houses. The people of Āypādi lost their wits.
9. It is true! Intellect does not help realize God. Love only will take us to God and will bring him to us. The Gōpālars, residents of Gōkulam, are used to have their feet, heart, mind and soul wet with love. Where is the surprise, when Kaṇṇaṉ went looking for them?
10. While the hamlet was joyous with the Avatar of Kaṇṇaṉ. let us see what is with Yasoda.
11. Is it not true that mother’s mind is on tenterhooks to discover her baby’s gender, its color, its face, its beauty and body parts? She turned, saw Kaṇṇaṉ with an earnest look and embraced Bhagavan’s golden holy body with her hands.
12. Āhā! Indescribable joy pervaded in Yasoda. As if electricity shot through her, she felt ecstasy, akin to body tingling. Yasoda experienced Sākṣātkāra state, the Braḥmatējas in the forehead between the eyebrows that flow through the Ida and Piṅgala Nāḍīs (= left and right flow channels), which the Mahāṉs and Yogis experience after severe penance.  
13. It is not just that alone. She drew herself close to Kaṇṇaṉ’s sacred body and nursed him. Touching him again and again, she was joyous. Nārāyaṇīyam says, because of Yasoda, the world’s virtuous persons are in her camp.
15. Hullabaloo was in the progress one day in Yasoda’s house. The servants were running hither and thither doing their chores. Yasoda dressed in a white saree and decked with flowers sat down to churn the yogurt. Bhagavan sitting on her lap was nursing.
16. That moment as if by coincidence, the milk on the fireplace boiled over. Seeing the boil-over, she dropped Kaṇṇaṉ from the lap to the floor and ran to attend the boiling milk.
17. Bhagavan took it amiss. To him it appeared as if someone dropped him off from the Milk Ocean forcefully. He collected the butter from the butter pot for himself, picked up the grinding stone roller (or the wooden churning pin) and smashed the now-empty pot to smithereens.
18. Nārāyaṇa Bhattādhari in his composition Nārāyaṇīyam, rhetorically asks, “Guruvayūrappā, is it true you broke, in a fit of anger, the yogurt pot with the wooden churning pin?” Guruvayūrappaṉ shook his head in assent and said, 'Yes.’
19. Bhattādhari had a doubt. ‘Śrīskāchāryar in his poem sang that Bhagavan broke the pot with the grinding stone roller. I on the other hand, sang that the Mattu (மத்து =
20. ‘Guruvayūrappā! I sang in contradiction to the word and meaning by Brahma Niṣtar Śukrāchāriar. Is it not a faux pas?  
21. Guruvayūrappaṉ gave a proper answer.
22. Guruvayūrappaṉ: “Bhattatiri! Sukhar’s song is satyam (true). There is nothing wrong with your singing.
23. Guruvayūrappaṉ offered an unambiguous answer bringing both factions together: I broke the pot first with the stone roller pin. My anger did not abate. Then, I used the wooden churning pin and broke the pot into pieces.
24. Yasoda hearing the broken pot came running out of the room. There was a spread of the broken shards of the pot and the white patches of the yogurt all over the room. Yasoda’s anger was gushing forth. She looked for Kaṇṇaṉ here and there, sweeping her eyes all over the room.
25. Kaṇṇaṉ was sitting on a Ural (உரல் = Mortar = stone-made machine for pounding rice, grains…) and fed a cat with the butter from his hand.
26. Yasoda saw him. She wanted to tie him down somehow and picked up a rope. She approached him gingerly. She tried to tie him.
27. Ūhūm! The rope was not long enough, two inches short. She tried to tie him with a longer rope. Still it was two inches short. She could not do it.
28. All the ropes she brought were two inches short. Sweat was soaking her wet. She should there perplexed.
29. What calculation is it, two inches?
30. Those two inches depict egotism, ‘I and Mine.’ Those two inches are the twin evils of lust and anger. Those two inches are the duality of acts: Nalviṉai and Thīviṉai (Good and Evil deeds).
31. She was soaking wet with sweat and disheveled. The wilted flowers fell and scattered on the floor. She was in a state of pathetic inaction. Bhagavan felt sorry for her and yielded himself tied down. OK, I will submit myself tied down with a rope. She brought him down from the mortar, to which she tied him. Kaṇṇaṉ fell for the pure maternal love, when Yasoda stood there helpless.  
32. Here is a short biopic of Kaṇṇaṉ’s childhood: Born as a biological son of one (a woman in a jail cell), hiding overnight, and growing up as the son of another one (foster mother), he granted everlasting joy to all. Let him enter the heart, the home and the hearth of all. Let us pray to him, as he blesses us abundantly with the foursome opulence: Health, Peace, Tranquility, and Unity.
32. Here is a short bio of Kaṇṇaṉ’s childhood: ஒருத்தி மகனாய்ப் பிறந்து ஓரிரவில் ஒருத்தி மகனாய் ஒளித்து வளர்ந்து = Born for one, hiding overnight and raised by another. Born as a biological son of a woman (in a jail cell), hiding for one night, and growing up as the son of another (foster mother), he granted everlasting joy to all. Let him enter the heart, the home, and the hearth of all. Let us pray to him, as he blesses us abundantly with the foursome opulence: Health, Peace, Tranquility, and Unity.