Andal-The Poet , The Saint , The Goddess

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There is so much written and spoken about Andal and her poetry that it almost feels pointless for me to put these words down

Her second and the last work Naachiar Tirumozhi (the sacred songs of the lady) is a set of fourteen poems (Paasurams) in which she speaks at length using strong and passionate emotive language filled with depth charged metonyms and beautiful imagery about her spiritual and sexual congress with lord. In these fourteen poems she questions all moral and societal boundaries. This was not ordinary bhakti poetry. These were not poems about submission or surrender.

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I am a sick man

I am a sick man… I am a spiteful man. I am an unpleasant man. I think my liver is diseased.

– Unnamed narrator (Notes From Underground #Fyodor Dostoyevsky)

It is almost impossible not to feel exposed by this novel at the same time my heart is filled with so much hatred for this underground man. Continue reading