Chapter 10

Āzhvār beseeches the Lord to join him in his state of bliss - (பிறந்த ஆறும்)

ஆழ்வார் தாம் சேர்ந்து அனுபவிக்கும் நிலையைச் செய் என எம்பெருமானை வேண்டுதல்
“emperumAnE! Even when I suffer from being separated from you, grant that your auspicious traits are always in my utterances” so saying, Āzhvār surrenders at His divine feet.
“எம்பெருமானே! உன்னை விட்டுப் பிரிந்து நான் வருந்தினாலும் உன் குணங்களையே நான் கூறும்படி அருளவேண்டும்” என்று அவன் திருவடிகளில் ஆழ்வார் சரணம் புகுகிறார்.
Verses: 3332 to 3342
Grammar: Aṟuchīrk Kaḻinediladi Āsiriya Viruththam / அறுசீர்க் கழிநெடிலடி ஆசிரிய விருத்தம்
Pan: காந்தாரம்
Timing: 7.13 - 8.24 AM
Recital benefits: will reach Vaikuntam and be happy always
  • Verse 1:
    Oh, Lord of boundless radiance, the tale of Your birth, Your upbringing, and Your remarkable military strategy in the great battle of Bhārata, leading the five to victory, followed by Your return to SriVaikuntam, all leave one breathless, penetrating deep into the core of my heart and draining my soul continually. When will I, Your humble servant, be united with You?
  • Verse 2:
    Oh Lord, your wondrous deeds leave me speechless and melt my heart. You pounced upon the bulls during the talk of your wedding with Nappiṉṉai. You tore open the mouth of the treacherous fiend, horse-shaped, and danced merrily in the sweet company of those damsels whose locks shed plenty of honey. When can I attain your lovely feet?
  • Verse 3:
    You looked innocent while sucking the Devil's breast and kicking the demon in the wheel. Envisioning the innocence in Your eyes as Your mother approached, stick in hand, to question You about stealing butter, fills my mind. These tender moments, captured in memory, melt my heart with their sweetness.
  • Verse 4:
    The form You assumed, oh Lord, as Buddha, and your entry into the three citadels, mingling freely with the Asuras and altering their outlook, resulting in their annihilation. (Śiva), with Gangā on matted locks, in close unison with You, I behold, and all these are locked in my mind, making my soul just melt down.
  • Verse 5:
    Meditating on the Lord's wondrous deeds makes my mind melt like wax set on fire. How He consumed all the food set by the cowherds unto Devas' chief, repelled the rains, held the lovely mount aloft, created the worlds, ate and spat, spanned and pulled them out of the waters deep, and wed Mother Earth.
  • Verse 6:
    The miracles of Your presence in one place, sitting in another, and resting elsewhere, along with numerous other unfathomable wonders, surpass my comprehension. I contemplate them gradually, pleading with You, the radiant Lord who once engulfed the worlds, to grant this humble sinner the stamina to meditate without faltering.
  • Verse 7:
    In my heart, my Lord of sapphire hue, You shine with all radiance, but outside, You aren't seen, and it's darkness indeed. Torn between such contradictions, I ponder which is true and which is false and dwindle. Once in a while, let me see Your tangible form.
  • Verse 8:
    The sight of Your exquisite form reclining on the Milk Ocean, accompanied by the emergence of Brahma from the lotus stalk on Your navel for the creation of the worlds, speaks volumes of Your unparalleled glory. As I hear the Vedantins recount these marvels, my heart overflows with ecstasy, and tears stream down my cheeks uncontrollably. How can this humble servant endure such divine splendor?
  • Verse 9:
    I hear of Your great glory recounted by the devout, how You sought land with three strides and covered the Earth, the deep ocean, and the spiritual world in two strides. My mind, absorbed in You, melts down, heavy with sin as I am. When will I meditate on You, calm and steady?
  • Verse 10:
    Your act of churning the Milky Ocean, collaborating with Devas and Asuras yet bestowing the nectar solely upon the Devas, profoundly impacts my soul. The intricacies of this divine plan leave me in awe and reflection. How can I possibly contemplate Your glory without being overwhelmed?
  • Verse 11:
    Those who devoutly recite these ten songs, among the thousand composed by Caṭakōpaṉ of Kurukūr for his own spiritual enlightenment, dedicated solely to the Lord resting on the Serpent-bed, whom he regarded as his sole sanctuary, will experience everlasting bliss in SriVaikuntam.