Spgm 102 - Three Young Girls Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

Spgm 102 - Three Young Girls



To watch the king's festivals,
With the Setti's twin-girls,
A girl from pundit's family,
Three mixed in that crowd easily.

SPRING WATER

"Near the Kannagi Temple,
Around and up the hill,
Springs many are there,
Full of fresh water."

"One spring is at the center.
If one bathes in that water,
His past life he'll feel
And see it so real."

"This water I brought,
Which you now got,
And till the sun set,
Its power isn't lost."

"If you sprinkle this,
O'er the three girls,
You'll find them seeing
Their past life reappearing."

"I'm the Devil Satan.
On this Brahmin woman
I came in her possession,
To tell you in precision."

THE KING WONDERED

When the Devil Satan came,
On Devandhi and told the same,
The king was surprised to hear,
This kind of great wonder.

DEVANDHI'S BACKGROUND

"Her milk Malati one day fed,
To her co-wife's child,
Who suddenly died.
To revive she tried."

"Why the child died?
She was much worried.
She for days stayed,
Before Satan and cried."

"Satan took pity on her.
He appeared before her
Entering the dead child
Who came as a live child."

"This child grew up well.
His eyes on Devandhi fell.
This young girl he married,
For eight years, with her he lived."

"He revealed, he was Satan
And was born for a reason
That came to end then,
So, he had to go back soon."

"He left her at home alone,
And told her later to join
At the temple where he stayed,
And where life long she prayed."

THE HOLY WATER GIVEN EARLIER

"In the temple, the same Satan
He appeared as a Brahmin
With a jug full of holy water
And he gave it to me there."

"He also told me its purpose,
And why he was there to discuss.
Let me sprinkle this holy water
On the three girls who're here."

"The truth we'll come to know.
Oh King, it'll then show
What the Satan had actually said,
While he was on Devandhi's head."

KANNAGI'S MOTHER TOLD

"The previous birth thoughts,
It came to my mind in bits,
When I felt for your position,
In facing his insinuation."

"To another kingdom you went.
With your lover you were present.
Too much trouble you underwent.
Come, for your absence I lament."

KOVALAN'S MOTHER SPOKE

"My dear son, by midnight,
Unmindful, not even slight,
With your wife you started
Leaving us here, you parted."

"What troubles others didn't face,
All those happened in your case.
How can I bear this pain?
Please come back, my son."

Sunday, February 12, 2017
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Rajaram Ramachandran

Rajaram Ramachandran

Chennai born, now at Juhu, Mumbai, India
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