In this episode, I share with you, my exploration of Tamil Sangam literary work, Natrinai Poem 4. This poem has been written by Ammovanaar, on the ‘Neythal’ landscape which includes the sea and coastal regions.

In this episode, I present to you reflections from Natrinai Poem 3, written by Ilangeeranar, a poet who dealt predominantly with the ‘Paalai’ landscape of desert wasteland and adjoining regions. This is a poem, in which a man has something to say to his heart.

In this episode, we will soak in Natrinai 2, a poem by Perumpathumanār, set in the landscape of ‘Paalai’, which is a dry, desert area and lands in its vicinity. This is a poem as narrated by those who see a man and his lady in the desert.

In this episode, we meet our first poem in our Sangam travels. Natrinai Poem 1, written by Kabilar, set in the landscape of ‘kurinji’ or the mountainous regions, in which a lady replies to her confidante, on the subject of her man’s intention to part away from her.

In this introductory episode, I’m going to share with you how my mind journeyed from a quaint village of two thousand year old poetry and ended up in the techno city of this twenty-first century podcast. Listen on…

How illuminating it is, to realise that we have a place in the world, where the past is preserved for thousands of years! In the ice sheets that cover the giant rock of this white…

கலைஞர் என்ற பெயர் கருவிலிருந்தே ஒலித்துக் கொண்டிருந்தது… என் தந்தையின் கரகர குரல்வழி… தமிழ்க் காதல்கொண்ட பொறியாளர் அவர். கலைஞர் தமிழால் தீட்டிய கதைகளை பகுத்தறிவு எண்ணங்களை என் தந்தை சொல்ல அதைக் கேட்ட இரட்டை பின்னல் நாட்கள்… மின்னலாய் கண்முன். என் வாழ்க்கையின் திருப்புமுனைகள் அவரால் அமையும்…

On the shore of my life when time stood still, like a toddler crying for mom in the next room, I thought… that the wave would never return. That wave which had receded was gone…

Here we are, in the sixth continent, in a strange little place with stranger stories engraved in its history. A place which echoes with tales of rulers, who came from near and far, to possess…

Should I only see you, o breeze, In the dance of the trees, In your kiss on my neck, that lingers, In the caress of your faint fingers, In birds that climb the skies, In…

Have you ever wanted to precisely know why you love something? The first time one experiences Baahubali, it feels like a gigantic wave crashing on the shores of one’s mind. The end-result is an overwhelming feeling…