O Pāñcajanya, resplendent with the fortune to eternally relish the presence of Emperumān! Sixteen thousand divine consorts eagerly await to partake in the sacred amṛta of Kaṇṇan Emperumān. Should you alone fervently consume, akin to savoring honey, the celestial nectar from Emperumān’s lips, which is destined for all His consorts, would not those esteemed ladies approach in contestation?