Sita - Part 2 - திருத்த வரலாறு

15:57, 20 பெப்ரவரி 2010 இல் Dev

2010-02-20T15:57:07Z

Hariki: Sita – Part 2, Sita - Part 2 என்றத் தலைப்புக்கு நகர்த்தப் பட்டுள்ளது

2010-02-16T06:00:35Z

Sita – Part 2, Sita - Part 2 என்றத் தலைப்புக்கு நகர்த்தப் பட்டுள்ளது

08:30, 6 பெப்ரவரி 2010 இல் Hariki

2010-02-06T08:30:34Z

02:37, 19 ஜனவரி 2010 இல் Hariki

2010-01-19T02:37:19Z

மாற்றங்களைக் காட்டு

02:35, 19 ஜனவரி 2010 இல் Hariki

2010-01-19T02:35:03Z

02:33, 19 ஜனவரி 2010 இல் Hariki

2010-01-19T02:33:43Z

02:32, 19 ஜனவரி 2010 இல் Hariki

2010-01-19T02:32:42Z

Dev: "Sita – Part 2" காக்கப்பட்டது ([edit=sysop] (indefinite) [move=sysop] (indefinite))

2010-01-18T10:00:06Z

"Sita – Part 2" காக்கப்பட்டது ([edit=sysop] (indefinite) [move=sysop] (indefinite))

Dev: புதிய பக்கம்: = They meet again =
He was a ‘thaamaraik kaadu,’ says the Poet. A forest of lotuses. Eyes of lotus, face of lotus, palms of lotus…
2010-01-18T09:59:36Z

புதிய பக்கம்: = They meet again = <blockquote> He was a ‘thaamaraik kaadu,’ says the Poet. A forest of lotuses. Eyes of lotus, face of lotus, palms of lotus… </blockquote…
மாற்றங்களைக் காட்டு

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 = My heaven is where thou art!  =
 <blockquote>How happy she must have been when her husband, the joy of the people, the pride of Ayodhya, encountered the terror of kshatriyas, Parasurama… </blockquote>
-That was a beautiful beginning indeed for all the trials, travails and acid tests that came her way in later days. How happy she must have been when her dream came true! ‘My heart has already decided and will not go back,’ was what she vowed. She even went to the extent of deciding to give her life up if the person who broke the bow happened to be somebody other than Rama. ‘en aasayin kani’ The fruit of all my love, is one of the many ways in which she is going to refer to him, later, when put under extreme pressure by Ravana. And what a bridegroom! What a wonderful match! Which other pair can be best suited for the phrase ‘made for each other!’
+That was a beautiful beginning indeed for all the trials, travails and acid tests that came her way in later days. How happy she must have been when her dream came true! ‘My heart has already decided and will not go back,’ was what she vowed. She even went to the extent of deciding to give her life up if the person who broke the bow happened to be somebody other than Rama. ‘என் ஆசையின் கனி’ The fruit of all my love, is one of the many ways in which she is going to refer to him, later, when put under extreme pressure by Ravana. And what a bridegroom! What a wonderful match! Which other pair can be best suited for the phrase ‘made for each other!’
-‘buddhiman, madhurabhashi, purvabhashi, priyamvadah,’ are a few of the epithets that Valmiki attributes to Rama. Intelligent, sweet spoken, willing to speak first and he was careful about the choice of words, specific about the elegance and aptness of the words that he used to express himself. He had no taste for arguments that had nothing to do with truth, righteousness and fairness. ‘vakta vacaspatir yatha.’ In a logical debate, he was as eloquent as the god of speech.
+‘ புத்திமாந், மதுரபாஷி, பூர்வபாஷி, ப்ரியம்வத:,’ are a few of the epithets that Valmiki attributes to Rama. Intelligent, sweet spoken, willing to speak first and he was careful about the choice of words, specific about the elegance and aptness of the words that he used to express himself. He had no taste for arguments that had nothing to do with truth, righteousness and fairness. ‘ வக்தா வாசஸ்பதி: யதா.’ In a logical debate, he was as eloquent as the god of speech.
 How happy she must have been when her husband, the joy of the people, the pride of Ayodhya, encountered the terror of kshatriyas, Parasurama, on their way from Mithila to Ayodhya, in a very calm and collected manner, as against the desperation that showed itself in the speech of her father-in-law, and quickly – practically in no time – robbed the sage of his pride. The fear that the pleadings of her father-in-law had generated in her mind must have been softened by the tremendous self-confidence with which her husband handled the situation. What can be more delightful for a new bride!
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 Life moved joyfully on for twelve years. There is no explicit reference about this period of twelve years either in Valmiki or in Kamban. Kamban is silent about this period. There is no mention about the time that passed from the time of marriage to the day on which Rama was decided to be appointed as the Prince Regent. This calculation is done by expert interpretations of a Sloka in Valmiki that Kausalya utters to Sri Rama when the latter is exiled. We will go into that when we study Rama.
-The first twelve years were obviously spent in perfect joy, harmony and love, though both the Poets are silent about this period. The first test of character – or should we rather call it test of love – came when Sri Rama was exiled and he decided to go to the forest, alone, not taking her with him. That probably was the first argument that Devi had with her consort. An argument born of super-abundance of love. ‘nin pirivinum sudumO kaadu?’ she counters Rama, when the latter prefers to go to the forest alone and advises her that the life in forest is full of difficulties, miseries and sufferings. ‘Would that be greater than the pangs of separation, darling!’ Sita quips. ‘My heaven is where thou art!’
+The first twelve years were obviously spent in perfect joy, harmony and love, though both the Poets are silent about this period. The first test of character – or should we rather call it test of love – came when Sri Rama was exiled and he decided to go to the forest, alone, not taking her with him. That probably was the first argument that Devi had with her consort. An argument born of super-abundance of love. ‘ நின் பிரிவினும் சுடுமோ&nbsp; காடு ?’ she counters Rama, when the latter prefers to go to the forest alone and advises her that the life in forest is full of difficulties, miseries and sufferings. ‘Would that be greater than the pangs of separation, darling!’ Sita quips. ‘My heaven is where thou art!’
 Let’s go into the scene now.
 = The power of love I  =

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 = <br>She does exist, does she! =

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 And there in that hall, the divine couple set their eyes on each other once again. Rama’s mind that was calm till this point of time oscillates a little now! ‘Is this the same girl that I saw on the terrace the other day and fell in love with!’
 [http://www.heritagewiki.org/index.php?title=Sita_%E2%80%93_Part_3 Sita Part III]
 [http://www.heritagewiki.org/index.php?title=Sita_%E2%80%93_Part_3 Sita Part III]
 [http://www.heritagewiki.org/index.php?title=Sita_%E2%80%93_Part_1 Sita Part I]

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-= They meet again =
+= They meet again  =
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+<blockquote>He was a ‘thaamaraik kaadu,’ says the Poet. A forest of lotuses. Eyes of lotus, face of lotus, palms of lotus… </blockquote>
 He was a ‘thaamaraik kaadu,’ says the Poet. A forest of lotuses. Eyes of lotus, face of lotus, palms of lotus…
 </blockquote>
 This beautiful suspense lasts for several days. Sita lives with the sole question, ‘Is this the boy who broke the bow in the presence of all, the same one whom I saw and fell in love with?’ These several days were the days that were spent in Janaka sending word for Dasaratha and Dasaratha reaching Mithila. There was no way of finding an answer for her. May be, this feeling, this pining, this pang of love was the preparation for her days in the Asoka Vana! Though one situation differs from the other greatly, the element of suspense is common in both. And even that element of suspense took different dimensions in the Asoka Vana.
 But she was decided firmly about one thing. ‘solliya kuriyin ath thOndralE avan.’ From what she describes (it appears to me) that he is the same one. ‘allanEl irappen.’ If that is not so, I would (not marry him but) give up my life.
 On the other hand, chances are that Rama might have come to know who the girl that he saw on the terrace was and that she was the one whom he is going to marry. The Poet deliberately keeps a tight lip on this until the very last moment. He brings the pleasant secret out when finally in the hall of marriage they see each other again. Not only that, he lets us know that Viswamitra had noticed that they glanced at each other on the day that preceded the day on which Rama broke the bow!
 Kamban goes on a detailed description of the joy of the subjects of Mithila and those of Ayodhya who have come over to this city in some three hundred and more verses. His joy finds no limits when Rama is taken in a chariot to the hall of marriage. The people – sea of faces – that swarmed this handsome boy lost their hearts to him. He was a ‘thaamaraik kaadu,’ says the Poet. A forest of lotuses. Eyes of lotus, face of lotus, palms of lotus and feet of lotus. And all the lotuses assembled in a manly, muscular frame of pure black! As black as the cloud!
 ‘thOL kaNdaar thOLE kaNdaar.’ Those who set their eyes on his shoulders could not move their eyes from there. ‘thodu kazhal kamalam anna thaaL kaNdaar thaaLE kaNdaar.’ Those whose eyes fell on this lotus like feet followed only those feet with their eyes. ‘thadakkai kaNdaarum ahdhE.’ And those who saw his manly arms could not take their eyes away from them. ‘vaaL koNda kaNNaar yaarE vadivinai mudiyak kaNdaar!’ They saw just one particular limb of him and no more! Who was there in that crowd who saw him in full! The Poet continues. They resembled the ‘great votaries of Godhead, who see only the tiniest piece of the whole Truth and claim to have seen the whole!
 A jewel-bedecked Sita is brought to the hall, to the delight of all. ‘engaL sey thavaththinil iraaman ena vandhOn,’ thought a happy Vasistha. The One who came into the family of Ayodhya bearing the name Rama, due to our penance of ages, ‘sanginodu chakkaramudaith thani mudhar pEr am-kaN arasu,’ is none other than the Supreme One of charming eyes, who bears the divine disc and the conch. The Supreme Lord is born in Ayodhya. ‘aadhalin,’ Therefore, ‘av alli malar pullum mangai ivaLaam’ it is no wonder that She is none other than the One who resides on the Lotus. She cannot be anyone other than Mahalakshmi herself!
 And there in that hall, the divine couple set their eyes on each other once again. Rama’s mind that was calm till this point of time oscillates a little now! ‘Is this the same girl that I saw on the terrace the other day and fell in love with!’
 = <br>She does exist, does she! =