[Ālvār to the Lord:]—
(i) “I was like a wingless bird aṇd by giving me the limbs etc., you capacitated me for a career of gainful activity. But alas! the body, so kindly dowered by you, was misused by me and I have got all miseries heaped on my head. Now that I can hardly brook any separation from you, when will my deadly sins, the impediments for my union with you,
In this inaugural pāśuram of the second chapter of the third decade, Śrī Nammāzhvār, overcome with profound grief, cries out to Śrīman Nārāyaṇa. The Āzhvār’s lament is piercingly direct: “You, my Lord, have created this entire universe and mercifully bestowed upon me this body and its senses for the sole purpose of worshipping You. Yet, I have disgracefully followed