Continued from Part 1
Ramana Maharishi Self-Realization House
Tirumala Nayak Mahal
This palace was built in 1636 by King Tirumala Nayak.
So that remains a place to be seen another day.
Ramana Maharishi Self-Realization House
From
the temple, we walked to the childhood home of Ramana Maharishi. He is a
revered guru and teacher of Vedanta who
lived from 1879-1950. He is worshipped by thousands, both in India and
the west. The Maharishi first experienced awakening or self-realization
when he lived with his uncle in this house. Devotees from
around the world come here to meditate. Nothing to see here if you are
not spiritually inclined. It is a sparsely furnished house with people
sitting in various rooms in dhyana.
Tirumala Nayak Mahal
Next stop - the Tirumalai Nayakar Mahal. Again walking distance from the temple.
This palace was built in 1636 by King Tirumala Nayak.
1636
ring a bell...? it is the year that the Taj Mahal was built. Looking at
both the structures, one has to marvel at the sheer longevity and
enduring quality of the Taj, which has survived after all these years
without anyone having tried to modify it, break it, destroy it or just use the marble for some
other building plan. After all, this has been the fate of most structures in India.
The
king is believed to have hired an Italian architect to design his
palace. It was built in a blend of Dravidian and Islamic styles. When
built, it was considered one of the wonders of the south. However,
today only the Entrance Gate, the Main Hall and a Dance Hall survive. As
is standard indian practice, the grandson of Tirumala Nayak removed the
jewels, woodcarvings, etc and demolished most of the structure in order
to build his own palace in Tiruchirapalli (a different town). The
British
partially restored it in 1866 and after independence, it was declared a
National Monument.
Today,
it is a constant struggle between the forces of restoration (ASI doing
the best they can, I guess) and the forces of destruction (in the
tourists who love to scribble and carve their names onto every pillar,
wall or sculpture they think is beautiful).
The Palace is not is not grand, but the
limited restoration, including original stucco work, shows how truly
magnificent it would have been in its heyday.
They also have a Light and Sound show, telling the story of Kannagi (a tamil epic). But we couldn't see it.
Tirupparankundram Temple
In
the evening we visited Tirupparankundram, a temple dedicated to
Subramanya Swamy or Lord Murugan. Like most Murugan temples, it is
located near a hill. In fact the sanctum sanctorum is actually inside
the hill. The temple is built around the hill in such a way that as we
walk further into the temple, you go further into the hill. By now, you
would know that the Gopuram you see below is not the temple, but only
the gateway to the sanctum sanctorum.
According to legend, Lord Murugan married Devaiyani, the daughter of Indra, here. This temple is considered one of the six main abodes of Lord Murugan.
According to legend, Lord Murugan married Devaiyani, the daughter of Indra, here. This temple is considered one of the six main abodes of Lord Murugan.
This
is another feature of Hindu temple mythology - all temples come in
sets. The number in a set range from 2 to 64. Some are pairs - you have
to visit Bedh dwarka when you visit dwarka. There are the 12
Jyotirlinga, 51 Shakti peethas, etc.
At
the entrance was an idol of Mahakali, a form of Parvati. We heard the
story in the morning in the Meenakshi temple, where Mahakali and
Nataraja (Shiva) have a dance competition. They are equally matched.
Finally Shiva enacts a pose where he lifts his leg to his ears. But
Parvati is unable to do the same due to her modesty as a lady. And so
she loses. And she is furious. The sculptures in the Meenakshi temple
showed the dance. Here, it is the furious and fierce form of Parvati, as
Mahakali, which is depicted. There are guys selling balls of white
butter, which you can throw at the deity to calm her down. In my honest
opinion, throwing balls of gooey butter at someone who is angry is not a
great idea and is unlikely to calm them down. But then the workings of
the divine are strange and not for us to comprehend. So I too threw a
few butterballs.
Another
interesting feature of this temple is that the Shiva and Vishnu idols
face each other. Anybody who knows tamil brahminical structure knows
that the Iyers (Shaivaites) and Aiyengars (Vaishnavites) DO NOT SEE EYE
TO EYE. They have taboos against marriage (you may marry a north indian,
but never an aiyengar), have rude jokes about each others habits and
rituals, have seperate temples and generally avoid each other to the
extent possible. This rivalry can also be seen in the way myths have
been modified to show either Shiva or Vishnu as a simpleton requiring to
be saved by the other. So image of them facing each other in the main
shrine is rare.
From
the temple, we headed straight to the hotel, picked up our baggage and
had a quick dinner. Thanks to our guide, we were able to savour the
other speciality of Madurai - Jigarthanda. Someone, long ago, came up
with the
idea of mixing Icecream, China grass and rabri and got a bestseller. in
fact it has become so popular that it has a wikipedia page of it's own
as Jil Jil Jigarthanda. Jil is cold in tamil. Jigar is heart in hindi
and thanda is cold, again in hindi. So the entire name translates to
'Cold Cold Heart-Cold'. In a hot place like Madurai, such a dessert had
to be popular I guess. It tastes just like.....cold rabri with vanilla
icecream. Worth a try, I guess. Go ahead, cool your heart.
After dinner, we headed back to Chennai by the next train.
I
was looking forward to my visit to Rameshwaram and Dhanushkodi. Had
heard interesting stories, especially about the cyclone which hit the
region in 1964. It seems that the town of Dhanushkodi was fully
submerged and an entire train with all passengers was washed away.
Dhanushkodi, which was an important commercial centre with a railway
station and a minor port, was never resettled. Today the only signs left
of this town are a church, temple and railway platform.
A few photos, courtesy the internet......
A few photos, courtesy the internet......
Ruined Church
Railway Station
So that remains a place to be seen another day.
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