Kundhavai by Vidhun Purandhar

 



KUNDHAVAI


Parantaka Chola, epitome of male beauty

his daughter is she.

She who built temples

and who did philanthropic activity.

Rajaraja the Great,

his sister is she.

She who helped him conquer kingdoms

and helped maintain the city.

Adithya Karikalan, one with the charred leg,

his sister is also she.

She who built hospitals and more temples

for people to pray and see.

Yes! She is Kundhavai.

The resilient and dedicated one.

The one who exercised freedom,

and the one who wasn't dumb.

She broke the gates of specific standards.

A warrior was she.

She taught us how women

play a major role in history.

Back then they were forged to make alliances;

been taught only to sing and dance.

She didn't like it and broke the rules

and looked away with a glance.

She got married to Vandhiyathevan, a Bana,

and was asked to be the Bana's queen.

She didn't accept it;

it wouldn't happen in her dreams.

She therefore remained princess

of the flourishing Thanjavur.

She brought a change to the world -

She was from Tirukoilure.


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