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Translation of the Tiruppavai

Singing the praises of the most excellent, who lifted his leg to measure the world,
If we all bathe in the waters for our pavai rites,
The land will be rid of evil. Rain will fall thrice in a month.
In the rice fields that are full of growth, the fish will play amidst clumps of lilies.
The bees will relax with eyes closed on the lotus blooms.
When their udders are held firmly, the large milch cows will gladly yield milk that fill vessels to the brim.
Such will be the undiminishing prosperity of the land, Oh my dear pavai.

Reflections

An individual’s acts are like ripples that spread. No one is too small to count. The little Vamana became the dreaded cosmic Trivikrama. We do affect the environment we live in. All of us are therefore collectively responsible for the maintenance of the Mother Earth. Collectively then, by undertaking this vratam, we are taking a giant step towards ensuring the bounty that enriches our lives. Ecological chains will be all linked in joy, when timely rains appear. This act is to be repeated year after year, for then the udder of spiritual knowledge will yield its plenty, to all those that milk in devotion.