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Kural #3

Virtue· அறம்The Praise of God· கடவுள் வாழ்த்து

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Tamil text

மலர்மிசை ஏகினான் மாணடி சேர்ந்தார்

நிலமிசை நீடுவாழ் வார்

Malarmicai ēkiṉāṉ māṇaṭi cērntār

Nilamicai nīṭuvāḻ vār

English translation

Those who seek the glorious feet of Him who walks upon the flower (of the heart) will flourish long upon this earth.

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Explanation

God is described poetically as one who resides in the lotus of the pure heart - He walks so lightly that even a flower is not crushed. Those who take refuge at such divine feet will enjoy a prosperous and enduring life.

விளக்கம்

திருவள்ளுவர் கடவுளை இதயத் தாமரையில் வீற்றிருப்பவராகக் கூறுகிறார். அவருடைய சிறந்த திருவடிகளை அடைக்கலம் புகுந்தவர்கள், இப்பூமியில் நீண்ட காலம் நலமாக வாழ்வார்கள். கடவுள் வாழ்த்து அதிகாரத்தில், இறைவனைச் சரணடைவதன் முக்கியத்துவத்தை இது காட்டுகிறது.

Word meanings

  • மலர்மிசைmalarmicaiupon the flower (of the heart/lotus)
  • ஏகினான்ēkiṉāṉHe who walks/resides
  • மாண்māṇglorious/excellent
  • அடிaṭifeet
  • சேர்ந்தார்cērntārthose who reach/embrace
  • நிலமிசைnilamicaion this earth
  • நீடுnīṭulong
  • வாழ்வார்vāḻvārwill live/prosper

Story behind this kural

In a village nestled beside a serene lake lived two farmers, Arun and Bala. Arun was known for his harsh words and greed. He hoarded his harvest, always fearing scarcity, and grumbled at the smallest inconvenience. His fields, though fertile, seemed to yield little joy. Bala, on the other hand, was generous and kind. He shared his harvest, helping those in need. He found beauty in the rising sun and the gentle rain. His heart, like a blooming lotus, welcomed all. Though his fields were no more bountiful, his life overflowed with contentment. One year, a terrible drought struck. Arun’s granaries, packed with grain, offered him no peace. He was consumed by worry. Bala, however, shared his last remaining seeds, trusting in the unseen forces. When the rains finally arrived, Bala's fields flourished, his heart overflowing with gratitude. Arun, still consumed by fear, watched as his stored grain rotted away.