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Created by Jijith Nadumuri at 11 Oct 2011 11:16 and updated at 11 Oct 2011 11:16

TIRUKKURAL of Tiruvalluvar, the Tamil poet




3.2 The Post marital Love


3.2.1. Separation unendurable

If you will say, I leave thee not, then tell me so;
Of quick return tell those that can survive this woe.
If it is not departure, tell me; but if it is your speedy return, tell it to those who would be alive then.

It once was perfect joy to look upon his face;
But now the fear of parting saddens each embrace.
His very look was once pleasing; but (now) even Intercourse is painful through fear of separation.

To trust henceforth is hard, if ever he depart,
Even he, who knows his promise and my breaking Heart.
As even the Lover who understands (everything) may at times depart, confidence is hardly possible.

If he depart, who fondly said, Fear not, what blame s incurred
By those who trusted to his reassuring word?
If he who bestowed his Love and said "fear not" should depart, will it be the fault of those who believed in (his) assuring words

If you would guard my life, from going him restrain
Who fills my life! If he depart, hardly we meet again.
If you would save (my life), delay the departure of my destined Husband(); for if he departs, Intercourse will become impossible.

To cherish longing hope that he should ever gracious be,
Is hard, when he could stand, and of departure speak to me.
If he is so cruel as to mention his departure (to me), the hope that he would bestow (his Love) must be given up.

The Bracelet slipping from my wrist announced before
Departure of the Prince that rules the ocean shore.
Do not the rings that begin to slide down my fingers forebode the separation of my lord

Tis sad to sojourn in the Town where no kind Kinsmen dwell;
Tis sadder still to bid a Friend beloved farewell.
Painful is it to live in a Friendless Town; but far more painful is it to part from one s Lover.

Fire burns the hands that touch; but smart of Love
Will burn in Hearts that far away remove.
Fire burns when touched; but, like the sickness of Love, can it also burn when removed

Sorrow s sadness meek sustaining, Driving sore distress away,
Separation uncomplaining Many bear the livelong day!
As if there were many indeed that can consent to the impossible, kill their pain, endure separation and yet continue to live afterwards.

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