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| Her hair is bed to him |
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| He used her hair as bed |
Salt sellers will pass through the
lonely forest loading their salt on cart. They will wear flower garland on
their head made of white-Patiri flower and red-Alari flowers joined
alternatively; chapels made of leather in feet. They will have strong wood in
their hand by which they will lift the wheel of their cart helping their oxen
to pull easily. The oxen wear bells on their neck to sound. They drive the oxen
with a threatening whistle. The bell sound and the whistle voice will make some
comfort to the new passerby. That is arid track with Omai-trees. He asks his
mind, are you ready to pass through such route for earning wealth for you. Decide
immediately.
Her hair-bed, you like very much. Wearing
Mullai flower it will smell sweetly. The curling of the hair will be as the
flowing sand-bed in river. Do you like to enjoy the hair-bed-sleep? That is
your choice.
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poem by: Kandarattanar in Orodagam village
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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