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Books/K/kambaramayanam-kambar-500x500.jpg' alt='Kamba Ramayanam Story In Tamil Pdf' title='Kamba Ramayanam Story In Tamil Pdf' />Fidget Spinner is a toy. Small child is used for entertainment purpose. Kambar Kamban in casual address c. Therazhundur, Nagapattinam district, India 1250 was a medieval Tamil poet and the author of the Ramavataram. The story of rAmAyaNam King Dasarathan, the ruler of ayOdhya, had 3 wives, KOsalai, KaikEyi. Free Tamil books online for download. Large collection of popular Tamil PDF eBooks and ePub Tamil eBooks. Topics include Tamil literature, stories, Siddha and health. Hariki sir, Crores of pranams to your esteemed self. PS Currently i am not in a position to type in Tamil. You are doing a great favour to us, the tamils, by walking. Ramayana r m j n Sanskrit, Rmyaam, pronounced rmjm, originally titled as Kaavyam. Translation We surrender unto our Lord who indulges in the endless games of. Materialising, Establishing and Destroying all that is known as the Worlds. Elucidation It is He who makes Existence from Nothingness Protects, Saves and Maintains and brings about the Destruction of all this that is known as the Worlds, Galaxies and the Universe. These are the Games Endless that He indulges in. We surrender unto Him. Translation When it is impossible for even the Wisest to perceive the stature of qualities of the Supreme, how am I to do so He is the chief among all celestials and His is the first of the three qualities. It would benefit us to immerse in that ocean of His Satvik quality. Elucidation What am I to say about His qualities when the wisest among men find it impossible even to perceive them Of the three qualities, namely, Satvik, Rajas and Tamas, He is an ocean of the Satvic. And it would be of immense benefit for us to take the plunge in Him., ,. Translation The wise, the saintly, chant Hari Om at the commencement and end of their recitals of the varied and everlasting Vedas. They are void of all attachments but for the one firm hold on His Feet. Elucidation The saintly and the wise begin and end their recitals of Vedas, which are immeasurable and beyond Time, by chanting His Name, Hari OmHe is the One to whom the Path of Truth leads to. The pursuers of this path are void of all attachment, but for one. They remain ever attached to His Feet Divine., Translation Like the cat standing on the shores of the Ocean of Milk desiring to lick the ocean clean, I have ventured to sing the story of Rama of immaculate Victory out of sheer desire. Elucidation The cat who licks a cup of milk clean, reached the Ocean of Milk and stood on its shore, witnessing the immensity of the Milky Ocean, with its terrifying roar of waves. Not perceiving its ability and the immensity of the task in hand, the cat twitched of the desire to lick the Ocean clean, as it did its cup of milk. I am like that cat. What I have before me is the Ocean of Milk. Though it is beyond my ability, I have begun this venture out of sheer love for reciting the story of Rama, of untainted Victory, Glory. Translation When the story of Rama, who shot his arrow through the Sal trees seven, as easily as a curse, has already been rendered in the dazzling verses of Valmiki, the Poet Saint and they have taken deep roots and are widely read, I have ventured to narrate it with my words that are simpler than the simplest. Shame on meElucidation Valmiki, of extraordinary penance, the Adi Kavi, the many splendoured Poet, had already sung the story of Rama, whose arrow went through the seven Sal trees as simply and as unfailingly as the curse of Rishis. Shooting through seven trees was as simple for Rama as it is for a Rishi to curse. And neither the curse, nor his arrow failed ever. The Epic of Valmiki made of illuminating words is still prevalent among the masses. It has taken deep roots in their hearts. In such a situation, me, endowed with nothing more than plain words of no splendour, the puny, has ventured upon to undertake the same task that a Titan had already completed. Shame on me, ,. Translation Why is that I venture into narrating this story, though I know that the people are going to scoff at me and that my name would be ruined It is just to demonstrate the excellence of the truly scholastic Poet who had sung it already. Elucidation If you ask, You say that you are not adequately equppied or read enough to undertake a venture of this nature. You seem to know that your work is not going to earn you anything but mockery and that it would be a slur on your name. If so why do you dare doing a thing which you know that you are incapable of completing wellWell, I would just say that I just wanted to provide you with a point of reference, a scale by which to measure the immensity of the breathtaking work that the Original Poet did. If I cannot excel him, at least I can serve as a scale by which you can, by reason of comparison, understand the greatness of the unblemished Scholar that Valmiki was,. Pcsx2 Playstation 2 Emulator Pc Full Version. Translation The legendary creature Asuna is known to enjoy and thrive on good music and would drop dead on hearing the noisy drum. My readersYou have all been used to the wide, varied and mellifluous rhythm of all the Great Poets and you are all like the Asuna who has been used to the melody of the lyre. And, here I come with my noisy drum Elucidation Bear with me, my reader, for you have all been used to the pleasing rhythm of great poets who have rendered their verses in widely varying, nonetheless pleasing, metres. I am a mere noisy drummer. You all are like the legendary Asuna, that cannot bear the noisy and unrhythmic beat of the drum. I have nothing more than this noisy drum beat to offer to you., 8, ., ,. Translation Let me just say this much to the Poets who are well versed in the prosaic, poetic and dramatic elements of the language. There is no use in taking up the words of the lunatic, the fool and the devotee, for a serious pursuit. Elucidation I am neither learned nor well versed in the art of poety. Let me just tell this much to all those poets who are masters of both. Of what merit is the word uttered by either the mentally deranged, or the fool, or one whose heart is given to devotionTheir minds are not in their control and they blabber alike. Consider my words as one of those. End of Payiram, ,.