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Tuesday, 15 November 2016

Natrinai 201

The man seeks the help of his attending-friend with these words.
She is the affectionate daughter of a Kuravan, a man dwelling in hill. She is in her fort no other man reach her place; and she wouldn’t accept your love-request. She is young without matured mind. Please forget her.
You, my friend, you are compelling me with these words. You consider my position.
Kolli-Hills are famous for jack-fruits. There is a rock-cut of a girl in the western portion of a water-fall on the top of the hill. It will not be shacked by rain-storm, heavy rain, thunder, earth quake or any other natural disaster. It is guarded by Deity. As the sculpture stands, she, my lover is erecting in my mind. What can I do?
 
She is in my mind 
Poet:  Paranar
This is a poem of second century B.C.


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