The first man created by God lived on the slope of a mountain. The mountain cave sheltered him from rain and wind. The forest trees fed him with the fruits he needed. The wild animals saw him and were terrified. Like the birds of the sky, he lived independently, flawlessly. Yet there was something incessantly in his heart—an unknown kind of longing. He was being drawn by some magnetic force. His heart was searching for something rare – a pleasure he had never seen or experienced before. He fantasized about it during the day; He dreamed about it at night. "Where shall I find that wonderful thing created for me—the fruit of learning—the magnet that attracts me? When will I see you?" his heart was longing. At the same time as He created the first man, God also created the first woman. She lived on the other side of the mountain. She had food for hunger, spring water for thirst and a mountain cave to stay in. Frankly, there is no downside. But inside her a flame was burning her. Something was pulling at her. Whence it was pulling her, or in what direction, she was not told.
Between the first man and the first woman stood a huge mountain that prevented them from meeting each other.
One day in summer, due to the law of nature, a fire broke out in the forest and spread in all directions. The fire was spreading rapidly around the mountain. The man and the woman realized that they would be in danger if they went into the forest, so they climbed the mountain. They saw each other at the top of the mountain. They stood there staring at each other. They forgot about forest fires. They forgot why they had climbed the mountain. They forgot their hunger and thirst. They knew intuitively that all this time they had lived for this one meeting. They knew that this was the unknown force that had attracted them. They knew that what was lacking in one of them could be filled by the other. They were convinced that there was no power in the world that could separate those who had thus been united.
Watching this spectacle, Lord Brahma, the God of Creation, was satisfied to know that the work he had begun had begun well!
At that time our Vallavaraiyan and Kundavai Devi resembled the aforementioned primitive man and the original woman. Their intuition told them that they had been born and brought up on this earth for this moment—for this meeting. But unlike the primitive man and the primeval woman, were they not civilized? So they could not forget the difference in their mutual status. They were not completely overwhelmed by emotion and let their minds go uncontrollably. One moment they looked into each other's eyes, the next they turned their eyes to the flowers, trees, silkworms, and streams in the neighborhood.
It was only after Eesana Sivapattar cleared his throat that both of them remembered that they were meeting here on some important matter.
"Is it true that you told Eesana Pattar that you wanted to see me alone?" asked the junior stateswoman hardening her voice.
The harshness of that voice and the authoritative tone made Vandhiyathevan stand upright.
"If you know who you are, you can answer your question. I suspect that Eesana Pattar has brought me to the wrong place!" said the brave young man.
"I have similar doubts. Who did you want to see?"
"I told Eesana Sivapattar to see the Mangamani lamp of the Chola tribe, the wealthy daughter of King Sundara Chola, the sister born after Athitha Karikalar, Arulmozhivarmar's beloved sister and the junior stateswoman Kundavai Devi..."
Kundavai's stateswoman smiled and said, "I am the one who is bearing so much pride!"
"Then you are not the Narimani I saw in Kudanthai astrologer's house and on the banks of Arisilaru?" said Vallavarayan.
"Yes, yes! I was the one who was so disrespectful to you in both places. You wouldn't have expected to meet that uncivilized woman again so soon!"
'It's not appropriate to say we'll meet again, My Lady!'
"Why?"
"Wouldn't we have met again if we had parted ways? You haven't left my mind for a moment....."
"I didn't expect the people of the throat zone to speak so evenly."
"You will give all the credit to Chola Nadu. You don't seem to give any credit to other countries."
"Yes; It is true that I have that fault. You don't like our Chola Nadu!"
"What's not to like? I like it very well. But there are two great dangers in this Chola country. I am afraid of them.....!"
"The swords and spears of Chola Nadu soldiers are dangerous weapons! Foreigners should come here with caution. Especially those who come to work as spies....."
"Princess! I didn't mention those two risks. I have a sword and a spear. I know how to use them....."
"Didn't I see the strength of your spear on the banks of Arisilaru that day? How fast did your spear strike the dead crocodile? Didn't you bring out all the cotton that was locked inside in one attack?"
"Mother! I don't know that the women of Chola Nadu are heroic women who die of fear of a dead crocodile. I don't know that Chola Nadu soldiers are pure warriors who attack a dead crocodile. I threw away the job thinking it would make a living crocodile. It's not my fault; It's not my fault..."
"It's the fault of that silly crocodile! Didn't Veera Vandhiyathevar, who was born in the Varnar tribe, die earlier without waiting for the Vel to arrive? This shame is well for that...! What other two dangers did you talk about?"
"When there is a new flood in these Chola Nadu rivers, the vortices are dangerous! They should never be trusted. They have made me suffocate!"
"How did you get caught in the flood situation? Don't you think you won't put your feet in the water?"
"If I don't climb the Moringa tree for Vedalam, is it possible? By coming to Chola Nadu, the river was flooded and got caught in the whirlpool! It was due to the obstinacy of a silly child who accompanied me! Listen, Devi! The boy said he couldn't tell a little lie. So the reaction came..."
"What you say is intriguing. It would be better if you could explain a little more."
"I'll tell you. The younger Pazhuvertaraiyar, the leader of the Thanjai fortress, accused me of being a 'spy' and ordered men to arrest me who came as a messenger with your dear brother's letter. I don't want to be imprisoned before what I have come for. So I took the boy from the house where I was staying in Thanjai to guide me and left..."
"Whose house did you stay in Thanjai city?"
"I stayed outside the fort in the house of a florist. That mom is dumb."
"Oh! What is her name?"
"I don't know her name; But I only know her child's name. His name is Senthan Amuthan....."
"I was right; Go ahead!"
"I was coming towards this Pazhaiyarai town with that boy on my horse. By that time some of Pazhuvertaraiyar's men had come close to us. I didn't want to get caught by them before I was done. When the Kudamurutti river came, he said to the boy, 'I will get down here, brother! You leave the horse to sing! They will continue to chase you for me. They will be fooled after they catch you! If they ask me where I am, tell them that I fell into the river and drowned!" The boy seems to have descended from Harishchandra. 'How can I lie about drowning when you haven't?' he said. So that the boy would not have to lie, I tied him to the horse and jumped into the river and drowned. Mother! What whirlpools of water in these Chola Nadu rivers, that too along the banks! Caught up in them, I was in great difficulty. Eventually, I managed to survive by clinging to the root of a tree on the bank. Goddess! What do you think I saw and thought when I was caught in a whirlpool of water, whirling and whirling, suffocating and suffocating?'
"How do I know? Maybe you are thinking of Gajendra Moksha...."
"No, no; I saw a few kayal fish that were as caught in the whirlpool as I was. Those kayal fishes reminded me of the eyes of these Chola Nadu women. Caught in the whirlpool of the river, he may somehow survive; But I thought that the one caught in the eyes of these Chola Nadu women will never be able to escape...."
"Some people have a pride in blaming these women; It is the custom of boys to blame women for their mistakes..."
"That's the practice I took. What's wrong with that?" said Vandhiyathevan.
At that moment a pleasant flute was heard from inside the palace. This was followed by the tinkling of cymbals and the beating of drums. Then came the melodious voices of young women. The following scholars in the Silappathikaram epic sang the Kuravai song:
"The Mayavan who has shed the fruit of the calf:
Today, when Death comes knocking at our door, Will you not ask, O friend, if he has heard The tale of the Guru who, with a single glance, Made the noose of Death recoil in fear?
Today, when Death comes knocking at our door, Will you not ask, O friend, if he has smelled The fragrance of the jasmine that bloomed From the breath of the one who conquered Death?"
Until the end of the song, Kundavai and Vandhiyathevan were absorbed in its melody. The sound of the drums signalled that the dance had begun again with the sound of instruments.
"It seems that there is a Kuravai Koothu going on in the palace! I saw a Kuravai Koothu in Kadampoor palace. It was completely different!" said Vallavarayan.
"Yes; My friends are learning Kuravai Kuttu. Soon they will be looking for me. What have you come for?" asked the junior stateswoman Kundavai Devi.
"Here is what I came for; Your brother's letter; Escaping many dangers and saving me from the whirlpools of water and the whirlpools of my eyes, I brought this!" said Vallavaraiyan and held out the letter.