Tirukkural Chapter 101 - Couplets 1,2,3 Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

திருக்குறள் -TIRUKKURAL
அதிகாரம் 101 - நன்றியில் செல்வம்
CHAPTER 101 - UNUSED WEALTH.
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101/01. வைத்தான்வாய் சான்ற பெரும்பொருள் அஃதுண்ணான்
செத்தான்; செயக்கிடந்தது இல்.

101/01. Vaiththaanvaay saandra perumporull akkdhunnaan
Seththaan; seyakkidandhadhu il.

101/01. A richest man never enjoyed his wealth and died.
What has he done in this world?
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Leena: There are misers burying wealth underground.
When they die no one knows where they had hidden their wealth.

Nandita: As he was a miser among misers,
He gave no coin to others.
But buried all the gold underground
That cannot, by anyone, be found.

The miser died leaving it
But didn't tell its whereabouts,
And where it was buried,
None knew; it became unused.

Years passed unnoticed.
For a house to build,
One builder dug that ground
He found that pot of gold.

He handed it over to Government,
Who took over that pot,
And deposited it in the treasury
As an undeclared currency.
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101/02. பொருளானாம் எல்லாம்என்று ஈயாது இவறும்
மருளானாம் மாணாப் பிறப்பு.

101/02. Porullaanaam ellaamendrru eeyaadhu ivarrum
Marullaanaam maannaap pirrappu.

101/02. A miser who keeps the money for himself without giving it others, is a fool. He is the most inferior man among all persons.
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Leena: A miser is the dirtiest person in the world. He will not
spend his money even for his decent dress, food and shelter.

Nandita: I don't know why,
So much passion for money,
A born miser is having,
And burry it without spending?

Saving is a good habit,
But not at the cost
Of one's daily necessities
For his decent existence.

A miser is the most inferior man,
And also a foolish person,
Who keeps money in his safety locker,
But lives like a street beggar.
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101/03. ஈட்டம் இவறி இசைவேண்டா ஆடவர்
தோற்றம் நிலக்குப் பொறை.

101/03. Eettam ivarri isaivendaa aadavar
Thotrram nilakkup porrai.

101/03. One is mad after saving money without spending it
for earning fame; his very birth is a load on this earth.
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Leena: The poet says that such misers
are a load on this earth.

Nandita: Sure, what is the use of his birth?
A mere load, he's on this earth?
For himself, neither he spends,
Nor, for the welfare of others.

When he dies all the monies,
Will be spent by others,
Or will get lost, buried elsewhere,
Unknown to his successors.

This kind of misers will
Make others' lives miserable;
Neither he'll be happy,
Nor others, he'll make happy.
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