(i) If the wind is chill, the Āzhvār thinks it is due to delirium; if the wind moves about, all over, all the time, gathering all the dust in the process, as is its want, the Āzhvār thinks that it goes in search of the Lord with the frantic fervour of an importunate lover who dashes off, breaking all norms of feminine conduct, disfigures herself and musters public opinion
In the fourth pāśuram of this chapter, our Āzhvār, fully immersed in the state of Parāṅkuśa Nāyakī, turns her attention to the blowing wind. Seeing this entity which is ever-pervasive and never stationary, she perceives it not as a natural element but as a soul suffering from separation from its beloved. Just as those in anguish cover their bodies with dust and wander