The World was my open book and Inner quest my deep study. Who am I in the vastness of cosmic phenomenon? The Mystery Car of Time takes me round changeful seasons; Destiny leads the play of Life blind-folding me in self-oblivion. What am I?

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The World was my open book and Inner quest my deep study. Who am I in the vastness of cosmic phenomenon? The Mystery Car of Time takes me round changeful seasons; Destiny leads the play of Life blind-folding me in self-oblivion.

What am I? Whence am I? What is beyond the entry and exit in this amphitheatre of Existence? Who feels in the senses and thinks in the mind and dreams in my fancy? I kept aloof from home, society, and noisy crowds taking delight in inner communion. Home and school resented my dreamy mood and crazy solitude. One day I was treated harshly by my kith and kin. I ran for refuge to the temple and there hugged the feet of God.

I surrendered my life into the hands of the Divine Grace. Lead me to Light from this dark vale of tears. Reveal to me the mystery of life and its mission. Keep me here to fulfil that mission and call me back to be with Thee". I sobbed in a frenzy of spontaneous fervour. I felt a warm current traversing my heart and brain and a descent from above which continues to this day.

I was reborn in the Grace and could now understand the meaning of life and the language of the soul. I sat in a dark corner of the temple forgetting body and world when a song attracted me to the lotus tank nearby There, in the bright moon light, some monks were singing together a song that touched my soul.

That word, O friend. It hushed up the mind and opened my heart to silent embrace of the Divine ". So on went the song which brought me peace and joy.

I learnt from the monks the song and for the first time knew about its author, Sage Thayumanavar. I secured a copy of his works and treasured it in my bosom. The Hymns of Sage Thayumanavar became the guiding light of my life. I still believe that the Divine Grace gave a silent friend to my Pilgrim Soul. The hymns of Thayumanavar removed my gloom and solved my mental problems. It unravelled the riddle of existence. Each line was a message and each message a vision of Truth.

Each truth was a spark of intuition and each intuition had a transforming force. The style of Thayumanavar was limpid, simple, straight, bright, profound and sweet. Every hymn is a gem of divinity. It is an enchanting flute-voice of the soul that touches all souls.

The poet was song and the song the poet. This is the message of the Seer Poet: The unique One pervades all beings.

All are one in that. It is the Life of lives, the One that moves in many names and forms. It is beyond the mental conceptions of caste, creed and religion. Ascetic or householder, all have a right to live in its consciousness. Come collectively to enjoy the bliss of life in the Divine Grace.

Call with deep love; the Grace shall pour itself from above. Who is this Boy? The rock temple at Trisirapuram is a marvel of lndian architecture. It enshrines the image of Thayumanavar - the God of Mother love.

The temple is busy with crowds of devotees singing devotional songs and dancing in ecstasy. Among them we see a brilliant boy, fair in colour, tall in stature, with rosy cheeks, lotus face and phosphorescent eyes beaming with grace and rays of knowledge.

The boy contemplates upon the Divine for a while and then leaves the crowd. He quickly gets up to the topmost temple of the hill. There Ganesa stands. The boy sits self immersed, meditates a while, and then sings: "Rare is human birth.

While yet I live on this earth, in this body, with heart and soul, I must revel in the ecstasy of Divine Grace. He becomes silent in meditation, tears gushing out of his eyes in pearl drops of ecstasy.

The Pious Parents A tall stately man comes in haste. He looks here and there and catches hold of the boy saying, "Come home; how long are you to be here?

Born to this mortal father. This saintly boy is our Thayumanavar. He was named after the Deity of the Rock-Temple. Kediliappa originally lived at Vedaranyam, a famous pilgrim centre. He was the trustee of the local temple. He was a learned man high in intellect and wide in heart. His wife Gajavalli was a pious lady humming devotional songs while attending to house-keeping.

Their home was surrounded by a divine aureole. The liberality of their hearts expressed itself in charity and hospitality. There was a royal dignity in the personality of Kediliappa, and a remarkable sweetness in his words. His elder brother, Vedaranyam, a great scholar well placed in life, had no children. Kediliappa offered his own boy Siva Chidambaram in adoption to the elder brother. The Pandyann dynasty had declined. The Naik chiefs of Vijayanagar possessed the Madurai Kingdom Visvanatha, Tirumalai, and Mangammal were noteworthy rulers of Madurai.

They were great patrons of art and poetry. The grandson of Mangammal was Vijaya Ranga Chokkanatha. He set up his residence at Thrisirapuram. He was a pious man, but not a statesman. He ruled for twenty-seven years His kingdom was often attacked by the Maharattas and the Mussalmans. He wanted strong assistants.

His minister Govindappa one day came to Vedaranyam. Kediliappa received the august guest with temple honours and entertained him under his hospitable roof. Both of them spoke on religion and politics. The Minister said, "Kedili, you are a scholar, a devotee, an astute statesman, a clever diplomat and a keen accountant.

You are just the man that we are seeking. Come with me and serve the King". Kediliappa shifted his family to Trisirapuram. King Chokkanatha, pleased even at the firstsight, took Kedili into his council and gave him a free hand in the management of his household.

Kedili was faithful to the king, alert to his duty and timely in advising him against enemies. Chokkanatha treated him like a brother. There was only one gloomy spot in his life; that was the absence of a child to cheer his home. He and his wife went daily to the rock-temple and prayed to Swami Thayumanavar for a child. They fed saints and made gifts to scholars. Kedili chanted holy songs. He also arranged for Vedic recitals before the sanctum of Thayumanavar. While the atmosphere was thus charged with holy vibrations, his wife Gajavalli became enceinte.

Gajavalli spent her days in prayer and holy hearing. One day devotees were chanting the soul-thrilling psalms of Maniccavachakar when Gajavalli delivered the gifted child. That child was named Thayuamavar, for it was born by the grace of Thayumanavar Swami. Kedili was overjoyed at the sight of his luminous son, radiant in beauty.

Temple bells rang in blessings. Learning and Yearning Everyone was attracted to this lovely child. King Chokkanatha admired the boy and marked him for his service.



The region was ruled by a Chola king having Worayur as his capital. During this time, Sarama Munivar created a flower garden here and was worshipping Lord with Sevvandhi flowers. A trader stole the flowers from this garden and gave them to the king. As the king became very fond of these flowers, he asked the trader to supply them to him daily. The trader continued his theft business.



Legend[ edit ] Thayumanaswamy Temple at Trichy According to Hindu legend, a pregnant woman named Rathnavathi was an ardent devotee of Shiva. While nearing labor, she requested her mother to come over. Her mom could not reach on account of heavy floods in river Cauvery. As delivery time came closer, Rathnavathi prayed to Shiva.

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