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iLaiyAnkudi illuminated itself in the history by having
a slave of slaves of sha.nkara known as iLaiyAnkudimARanAr
. Ceded the his whole heart to the Lord who robs the hearts of
the saluters. He got the widening wealth out of the hard work in the farm
fields and the wide heart that tries to reach the infinite in the selfless
service to the worshippers of the warrier who destroyed the three cities of
three impurities. He had an enjoyable life with this wealth. Whoever came
at his house with the love for the wet matted haired Supreme, were given
a appealing welcome with his folded hands on the head, blossomed face
showering flowers of nice words and his humble deeds making the red
carpet. He would clean their feet with the scented water, give them the
comfortable seat and then serve the food which is rich in all the six tastes
for those devotees who love the taste of Holy five letters than anything else.
He lived like the kupEra who was given limitless wealth by the
To show to the human kind n^AyanAr's real service motto which was
so strong that even the absence of wealth would not be able to shake, the
God apraised by vEdas slowly changed his wealth to poverty. The wealth
shrunk, but his broad mind never shrunk. He sold his belongings, borrowed
from proper means possible to continue the service that was at no time second
in quality. The Lord whose characters even the creater and protector of the
world do not know compoletely came to his house in this situation in the form
that His loving devotees have. It was the dark night in the mansoon season.
So what ? There is enough light in the hearts of the iLaiyAnkudi mARanAr
couple, the person who arrives in the house is also the form of light.
n^AyanAr happily welcomed Him. Gave enough cloths to change the wet
cloths for Him who does not wear anything. He gave to that refuge giving Lord
a nice place to relax. With the enthusiasm to host the devotee he asked his
equally devotional wife what can they do to quench the hunger of the sage.
He was worried that it was not so bad that they did not have food for themselves
but they had to serve somehow the devotee of Lord nice food. His loving wife
replied that there is nobody in the village who would lend something for them
and the time was also quite late in the night, but suggested that if he could
bring the rice grain seeds that they sewed in the noon, she could make food out
of that. For the farmers the grain seeds that are kept seperate for growing
next time are very valuable and whatever comes they do not consume that grains.
But for this excellent devotee this suggestion appeared to be a great gift
as he was more worried about how to feed the devotee.
In that darkness and rain only his love for the Lord showing the way
he went to the fields. The whole village all the creatures were sleeping.
The rain poured in torents. Visibility was very less. But nothing shook the
determination of the devotee. Sensing the path through his legs he went inside
the farm land. He gathered the seeds that had been pushed to the corners by the
rain along with the mud. He filled the basket he had brought and rushed back.
His wife washed the mud off from the seeds. To cook the food there was no
fire wood. That great man who had cut down the strong beam of ego cut the
wooden beam of his house to burn ! After cooking the rice, that chaste wife
worried what could she do for the side dish. He went immediately to the land
where spinach is cultivated. He plucked the plants like plucking out the plant
of pAcham . She cooked different varieties of dishes out of that
spinach, showed them to her husband. They decided to wake up the devotee, who
is beyond th ereach of thoughts, for having food.
"Please bless me my Lord, by having this simple food that we made
out of the love", they saluted Him. To the surprise of the great servant and
his matched wife, He arose as the flame of beautiful light. For those
devotees who were shocked by that Light, which was unexplorable for
vishNu and brahma , the Doer of good, the shankara appeared blissfully
on the Holy Bull with the pretty plaited parvati . He blessed them,
"Oh loving minds! You who worshipped the devotees come to our great world
to live blissfully with the lord of wealth serving you". Salutations to that
shiva who is above all. Let the determined service of the n^AyanAr for the
devotees stay in the mind.
gurupUjai : AvaNi - magam
Birth place of iLaiyAnkudi mARa nAyanAr