A poetic incident happened during my visit to Avudaiyar Kovil. It was evening, and as people started to trickle in, a cat gracefully walked into the sanctum.
It sat in front of the Moolavar, having a face-to-face conversation with Sivan. And it walked out even more gracefully.
We were here. This is funny and sad at the same time.
youtu.be/EMSQtqUIlXY
The gods who melt and then resurrect as new ones.
I wonder what the workshop would have looked like during the Chola period, which gave us beautiful bronze sculptures.
Write your way to the immortality.
திருவாசகத்துக்கு உருகாதார் ஒரு வாசகத்துக்கும் உருகார்.
Manikkavacakar. Avudayar Kovil.












