Chapter 1
Āzhvār laments from being imprisoned by sensory organs - (உள் நிலாவிய)
இந்திரியங்களால் இன்னும் எத்தனை நாள் துன்புறுவேன் என்று ஆழ்வார் வருந்தல்
It makes Āzhvār shiver with great apprehension when he ponders on what more suffering he would incur and face if he continues to stay alive in this world.
இவ்வுலகில் இருந்தால் இன்னும் என்னென்ன துன்பம் விளையுமோ என்று அஞ்சி நடுங்கி ஓலமிடுகிறார் ஆழ்வார்.
Verses: 3453 to 3463
Grammar: Aṟuchīrk Kaḻinediladi Āsiriya Viruththam / அறுசீர்க் கழிநெடிலடி ஆசிரிய விருத்தம்
Pan: பழம்பஞ்சுரம்
Timing: AFTERNOON
Recital benefits: will have no results of their karma
- Verse 1:
Oh, my nectarean Lord, great Benefactor, adored by Nithyasuris, you control Māyā of unlimited dimensions. My Father, Master of all worlds, do You intend for me, Your servant, to be tormented by the five senses within, preventing me from attaining Your lovely lotus feet? - Verse 2:
My most delicious Nectar, cloud-hued Lord, You wield the radiant discus that shields the ocean-bound worlds. You are understood through the Vedas, far beyond the reach of a sinner like me. Yet, You have left me to the cruel control of the five senses, keeping me away from You day and night. - Verse 3:
Oh Lord, with Your radiant long crown, You created the worlds, swallowed them during the deluge, and later brought them back. You spanned the worlds and pulled them from the deep waters. Oh, Slayer of Matu, you once captivated me, but now You shut me out from Your lovely feet, leaving me to struggle against the senses without rest. Alas, I do not understand how this benefits You, as I am just a sinner. - Verse 4:
As a mere baby, You lay on a tender fig leaf, oh Lord, holding all things and beings within a corner of your stomach. You are the cure for this sinner's ills, yet You have confounded me and placed me in the snare of the five senses. By doing so, You have kept me far from Your lotus feet, which remain invisible and distant. - Verse 5:
Oh, Lord of Nithyasuris, You have destroyed the mighty hordes of Acurar with Your radiant discus. It feels like You have pushed me into the grinding mill of the five senses, where I am crushed with no escape. It seems You are loosening Your hold on me. Who then will be my source of life and strength? - Verse 6:
Oh, Supreme Lord, You know the depth and voice of my yearning. You reside in my eyes, mind, and the words I speak. Can’t you come to me and offer a word of comfort? The five senses can taint even the Nithyasuris devoted to You if they come to this earthly soil. What won't they do to me if you abandon me? - Verse 7:
My Lord, You are the grand Nectar drunk by sinners like me. You once planted a huge mountain in surging waters and made the Devas and Asuras churn it with a serpent. Without Your sweet grace, how can I conquer the senses, which are notoriously fickle and do not stick to one thing or another? - Verse 8:
My Lord, Chief of Nithyasuris, I invoke your grace to cut out, root, and branch, my age-long Saṃsāra. The five senses, disguised as nectarous pleasures, cast their spell on everyone, being Your creation. Please fix my mind on Your insignia—the conch and discus—and Your exquisite form. I will sing Your glory and worship You all the time. - Verse 9:
My Kaṇṇā of supreme splendor, you created the worlds and everything in them, both still and moving. I pray to You to grant me strong strength. Help me eliminate the five senses that breed sins, which can destroy an entire clan. - Verse 10:
Oh, Lord, You churned the ocean once and delivered the nectar. Bound to utter Your sweet names, oh Splendour Supreme, steeped in love unto Your lotus feet. Yet, You bestowed this burden of a body upon me, causing me to groan under its weight and shattering the five senses. Alas, I can hardly bear their indifferent pulls in different directions. - Verse 11:
The sins of those who sing day and night these ten songs out of the thousand songs , composed by Catakopan, the vassal of Lord Padmanabhan, with fine understanding, are gone. Lord Padmanabhan, as the Trinity, carries out the functions of creation, preservation, and dissolution. During the deluge, He reclined on the vast expanse of water.