Author Dr S Padmapriya

  On the occasion of Mahavira Jayanthi  Bahubali   A Tribute to the Jain monk, Bahubali O Bahubali! Vajrarsabhanaracasamhanana*, Master of Vindhyagiri*, I have come to worship you, I have come to see you. With my eyes fixed upon your glowing face, And my soul bent with humility and compassion, To see one who has attained kayotsarga*, The realised one, I have come. Who has mastered Kevala Gnana*, Son of Rishabhanatha and Sunanda, Brother of Bharatha, The most respected of Theerthankaras*, Protagonist of Adi Purana*, Praised by mahakavi* Pampa, O Gommateshwara* built by Chavundaraya, An illustrious commander of the dynasty Ganga, You who were born in holy Ayodhya, I have come to you, To meet you at your temporary abode at Shravanabelagola, Before you left for the eternal abode of Mount Kailasha, I have come to see you. Blessings from the heavens, This holy ordainment,  To write about you, Human redemption from forces destroying innocence, With your eternal benign ...

  Dr. S. Padmapriya My Identity(என் அடையாளம் )as an Academician and Writer(கல்வியாளர் மற்றும் எழுத்தாளர்)]    Dr.S.Padmapriya was born in Tamilnadu in India in 1982.  Dr.S.Padmapriya holds a Doctorate (Ph.D.) degree in Economics from the University of Madras. She also passed the University Grants Commission's Junior Research Fellowship and National Eligibility Test exam at age 22. She secured The University of Madras's Second Rank in her graduation subject of Economics in 2002. She has been an academician, administrator and researcher. She has worked as the Principal-In-Charge of Vedantha Pre-University College at Sharada Nagar, Bangalore and is currently working as part of Teaching Faculty at The School of Excellence in Law, The Tamilnadu Dr.Ambedkar Law University in Chennai, India.       She also has a deep and abiding passion for English Literature. She wrote her first poem in English at the age of seven at Dhaka in Bangladesh. Her first poem to b...

 21st March is celebrated as World Poetry Day. Happy World Poetry Day!😁🙏

                                                             The above painting is by S. PADMAPRIYA  Happy Holi!! A Poem In tranquil days of early childhood, Sibling and I played joyfully, Fun games of  Colour Fest -Holi, With our friends in Pragathi Vihar -New Delhi, Unlimited fun with 'gubbaras' and 'pitchkaris', Small water balloons filled with myriad colours,  Colour water sprays and sprinklers, Taking by surprise and shock, The unsuspecting passersby, By the colours thrown on them, Watching with impish joy, The look of chagrin on their faces, Filling our young and carefree vagabond hearts, With scintillating happy ecstasies, Today on Holi, My mind is filled with happy memories. Of those mostly happy, carefree, delightful days, Days filled with simplicity, love and laughter, Ours was quite a happ...

  Our Own, Failed Us! Sweet child, our own failed us, We left our home states, In search of jobs to feed our hungry bellies, Our destinies twisted by lies of our own folk, We fled to feed our bodies and souls.. Our own failed us, dear child, We die a slow death because of our own... Our home states failed us, Our own failed us... We were left to fend for ourselves, Forced to seek jobs elsewhere, In other places, Far away from familiar sights, Smells, fragrances, feelings and fraternal ties, We almost forgot our mother tongue, We lost our sense of home and belonging, Shunted from place to place, Made migrant in our own land, As we worked in neighbouring states, Or in far away nooks and corners of, The vast land that we proudly call as Bharat, Building roads and houses, And what not for others... Abiding by our national pledge, 'All Indians are my brothers and sisters.' Our own kith and kin failed us, Our own homes and home states abandoned us, Leaving ...

  The Silent Days of February  The days of February, Are strangely silent, That's how I wish them to be. Not fast. Quite slow, Silent,  quaint, The air of February is filled, With warm breeze, sunny smiles, And new hopes, Filled with surreal memories, Of bygone days lived in harmony. Dr.S.Padmapriya 

 The Nālaṭiyār (Tamil: நாலடியார்) is a Tamil poetic work of didactic nature belonging to the Eighteen Lesser Texts (Patiṉeṇkīḻkaṇakku) anthology of Tamil literature. This belongs to the post Sangam period corresponding to between 100 and 500 CE. Nālaṭiyār contains 400 poems, each containing four lines. Every poem deals with morals and ethics, extolling righteous behaviour. Source: Internet 

 The following is the list of some famous litterateurs from Tamilnadu, Bharat  1. Thiruvalluvar wrote 'Thirukkural' 2. Ilango Adigal wrote 'Silappathikaram' 3. Kambar wrote 'Ramavatharam"  4. Subramaniya Bharathiyar was a great Poet and Short Story writer

 A beautiful couplet from the Thirukkural by Saint Thiruvalluvar, perhaps the greatest of world philosophers, thinkers and poets! கணைகொடிது யாழ்கோடு செவ்விதுஆங்கு அன்ன  வினைபடு பாலால் கொளல் Translation  Is not the cruel arrow smooth and straight, while the curved lyre makes sweet music? Our judgement must not depend on appearance but on conduct.

The Thiruvempavai (Tamil: திருவெம்பாவை)are a collection of songs composed by the poet and saint, Manikkavacakar. It forms part of the collection called Thiruvasagam.   It was composed in the temple town of Thiruvannamalai during the month of Margazhi(December-january) when the temple town was celebrating the Pavai Nolumbu. This is a penance observed by unmarried girls of those times to get good husbands. The maids all wake up early , wake each other up and with song and dance go to the ponds and streams for bathing and then worship Pavai (woman goddess) and request her to bless them with suitable husbands. These songs are sung by them during the festival on 10 days preceding the Thiruadhirai Nolumbu. The fact that during the coronation of the Kings of Thailand these are sung shows the importance people of those times attached to this song. The Tamil used was the ancient Tamil and though many words used during those times are common even today, the meanings ...