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Divine Love - Andal and her Ranga - Part 1

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Her eyes stayed on the figure of her lover, who is the perfection that this world has built on, not the perfection that can't be measured.

Her trembling hands did a final knot of the garland that shines like gold, as it shines on her golden face. The flowers of the garlands thank her, and she feels blessed that they are plucked by the hands of Lakshmi and threaded gently with the utmost concentration. Even having a touch of her is the most blessed thing that day. To be healed by the hands that shower blessing to her devotees, to be smelled by the nose that adorns the diamond piercing that shines under her perfect nose.

She finished with her garland, walked in front of a mirror, and stood there with a look of ache and longing as her eyes envisioned the vision she saw last night—the vision that took her breath away, the one that caused a stir in her stomach as she once again remembered her lover's face, her Swamy, who stood before her as she held a flower garland and mirrored his look, just like how she was now.

She chuckled tearfully as her mirror image transformed into the one who captured her heart, the one who resides in it. The thief he is, the lover he is, the handsome one he is, the one whose perfection can never be measured.

Her Ranga, her Swamy, her lover, her husband and everything.

Her hands raised as she placed the garland on her neck. Once again, she saw that she was not standing alone, but he was right beside her. Not only that, they were standing as the people behind them bowed as the 1000 elephants trumpeted and the sky showered; he took her hands in his and caressed her as she slowly rested her head where it was supposed to be all along his heart.

And with that, Andal, the beautiful and divine girl, sang as her lips quivered with the longing for her Ranga and how he comes for their marriage, how he would be welcomed..He is coming for their marriage in her vision as she sings to the lonely butterfly flying through her garden.

வாரண மாயிரம் சூழவ லம்செய்து, நாரண நம்பி நடக்கின்றா னென்றெதிர், பூரண பொற்குடம் வைத்துப் புறமெங்கும், தோரணம் நாட்டக் கனாக்கண்டேன் தோழீநான்

Explanation:

Oh, my dear Sakhi! I had this wonderful dream; I saw Narayan (Sri Ranganathan), surrounded by thousands of elephants, going around Sri Villiputtur. My father, Periyazhvar, and the village's citizens are ready to extend a grand welcome to him with purna kumbhams placed on their heads. The village is decorated with toranams (streamers)to mark the festive occasion.

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