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Madurai. There is something quite charming in the name itself though I cannot quite put my finger on it. It is said that the town derives its name from madhuram, meaning sweetness, because a few drops of nectar trickled down from Shiva’s matted locks and fell on it. The story has a nice ring to it, and I almost want to believe it. Another legend says that Madurai was the site of the third Tamil Sangam or assembly of poets, the first two host cities lost to the sea (I refuse to say Kumari Kandam!). While these tales seem to find some alibis in the Ramayana and the Arthashastra, the first clear record of such claims comes from significantly recent texts of the 7th century. No matter, Madurai is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities of India with Greek and Sri Lankan sources dating the city to at least 2,550 years ago; only Varanasi, Avantika, and Rajgir claim older founding. Perhaps it was this suggestion of a connection to a hallowed past that draws me to Madurai.

Tamil NaduI had been to Madurai once before when I was young and foolish enough to be seduced away from the Roman virtues of gravitas, pietas, dignitas, and virtus by technology and modernity. Consequently, I saw and understood little of the town or its place in the history and culture of India. Standing on the Vaigai, today, Madurai is the third largest settlement in Tamil Nadu with a population of slightly over a million and is home to several industries. Well connected to the larger metropoles by air, road, and rail, Madurai is a destination for pilgrims as well as for tourists. In fact, mis compadres arrived in Madurai for our (long) weekend excursion through Pandyan country via these multiple options.

Madurai 2Our first destination could be none other than the Meenakshi Amman Kovil around which Madurai is centred. The temple site is undoubtedly ancient as it has been mentioned in several of the Tamil epics but the actual structure had to be rebuilt by the Nayaks in the late 1500s after the original building met with the tender loving care of Malik Kafur and his hordes in the 1310. Meenakshi Amman Kovil has 14 gopuram, each approximately 50 metres in height, and two golden vimanas above the shrines of Meenakshi and Shiva, who is known as Sundareshwar in Madurai. In all, the temple has 32 shrines but it has two primary shrines because it celebrates the marriage of Meenakshi and Sundereshwar. To this day, Sundareshwar is carried to Meenakshi’s shrine, led by drummers and a brass band, just before the temple closes and is returned to his shrine only at dawn.

Kalyanasundari fresco, MaduraiMeenakshi is supposed to be a Pandyan princess who married Lord Shiva. As the mythology goes, Meenakshi was born to the second Pandyan king, Malayadhwaja, and his wife Kanchanamalai, in answer to their prayers after they had remained childless for long. At birth, Tadaatagai, as the child was called, had three breasts but a voice from the heavens told the royal couple not to worry as the third breast would disappear as soon as the princess met a husband worthy of her. The king was overjoyed and trained his daughter in all the shastras as he would a crown prince. After completing her education and before her coronation, Tadaatagai went on a round of conquest; she easily conquered all who opposed her until she came upon Shiva. Unable to fight him, Tadaatagai realised that her third breast had also disappeared. Shiva agreed to come to Madurai and marry the Pandyan princess, and preparations were made with full vigour. Vishnu, Meenakshi’s brother, was supposed to do the kanyadaanam but was delayed by Indra and missed the wedding, arriving a day late. Furious at the prank, he vowed never to enter Madurai again. The Koodal Alagar Temple to him that stands inside Madurai was once in the town’s suburbs and became part of Madurai as the agglomeration expanded. When Meenakshi and Sundareshwar found out what happened, they rushed to Vishnu’s camp on the Vaigai and implored him not to be offended. Mollified, Vishnu blessed the newly weds and gave them all the gifts he had brought for them.

However, the kalyanasundara murti and several paintings inside the Meenakshi Amman Temple show Vishnu performing the kanyadaanam. This is a puzzle I am yet to decipher…unless the local deity who presided over the marriage was subsequently seen as an avataar of Vishnu. Also, if anyone knows what trick Indra played on Vishnu and why, I would be most interested to know. One more question I have about Madurai that no one seems to be able to answer is why the town is known by the sobriquet, Athens of the East.

Pothramarai KulamMeenakshi Amman Temple is fairly large, sprawling over 45 acres of land. Apparently, Vishwanatha Nayak reoriented Madurai to align with the temple when he rebuilt the place according to the shilpa shastras  in the mid to late 1500s. You can tell, however, that parts of the temple are older than others – the destruction wrought by Islamic invaders was not absolute. The architecture and style are dead giveaways between Pandyan and Nayak handiwork. The temple’s kalyani, Porthamarai Kulam, is famous for the lotus in its middle; in fact, the name of the water reservoir means exactly that – Pond with a Golden Lotus. There are also several long passages and mantapams that are lined with pillars sculpted with incidents from Hindu mythology. Since I have a thing for Devi worship, I liked the Ashta Shakti mantapam though it gets little mention in most accounts of the temple. The mantapam was built by Thirumalai Nayak’s wives, Rudrapathi Ammal and Tholimamal, in the mid-1600s and is quite recent by Indian standards. Unfortunately, the statues of the eight shaktis are lost amidst shops, shoppers, and sight-seers and it is difficult to appreciate the sculptures undisturbed. Although Hindu temples have always been hubs of commercial, intellectual, and cultural as well as spiritual activity, I was disconcerted by the crowds and the damage they would do to the four-centuries-old building.

Srilakshmi, MaduraiPerhaps the most famous feature of the temple is its thousand-pillared hall that actually only has only 985 columns. Like almost anything in India, this too has a mythological reason behind it but what makes it interesting is its similarity to several other tales from different cultures around the world. As the tale goes, a dwarf came to Meenakshi one day and challenged her to a duel. Looking upon his diminutive size, the queen laughed and suggested he fight the general of the army instead. The dwarf agreed and in short time, dispatched him. Meenakshi realised that this dwarf was no ordinary dwarf, that he had magic powers. So she challenged him to build a thousand-pillared hall by sunset; if he succeeded, Meenakshi would have to do the same but if the dwarf failed, he would have to kill himself. The dwarf went about completing the challenge; with his magic, he summoned stone, shaped it, sculpted it, and polished it into pillars. He built the roof and the dais. Around midday, the dwarf stopped for a break. As anyone who has experienced the brutal Tamil Nadu sun can attest, that seems most reasonable! Upon awakening, he continued with his task. He had completed 985 pillars when Meenakshi discreetly threw up one of her earrings and blocked the sun for a few minutes. Seeing the sun disappear, the dwarf accepted defeat and kept his end of the bargain, leaving the hall forever incomplete.

Sambandar, MaduraiIn the realm of mortals, the hall was built in 1569 by Ariyanantha Mudaliar, the prime minister of Vishwanatha Nayak. Today, it has been converted into a museum and holds several statues, carvings, and paintings that depict the encounter of Sambandar with the Jains. According to Shaivite legend, when the Pandyan king Koon converted to Jainism, the Nayanar poet Sambandar was invited to Madurai by the queen and the king’s minister to curb the growing influence of Buddhism and Jainism. The legend states that the Jains set fire to Sambandar’s dwelling but the latter transferred the heat to the king’s body through his spiritual powers. The Jains could not cure the king of his affliction but Sambandar could, and disconcerted at being shown inferior, the Jains challenged Sambandar to several challenges and debate. Sambandar defeated the Jains in all the challenges and upon their further refusal to accept Shaivism, the king had them executed by making them sit on sharp conical protrusions that penetrated their nether regions. However, while Shaivite traditions mention this “mass execution,” Jain sources are silent on the matter and historians do not think any such event occurred – the tale was to merely illustrate Shaivaite supremacy.

Nataraja in thousand pillared hall, Meenakshi Amman KovilThe most capturing sight in the hall is undoubtedly the Nataraja in the front and centre, on a slightly raised dais. With the lamps surrounding him and the lighting effects, Shiva looks absolutely spellbinding. We simply sat before the statue for a few minutes to soak in the beauty of the tandav-performing Shiva. Incidentally, Meenakshi Amman Temple is also one of the pancha sabhai, or one of the five places where Shiva danced his tandav on a dais and is worshipped in the Nataraja form rather than as a lingam – or more accurately, alongside the usual non-anthropomorphic shrines to him. The Nataraja statue at the Meenakshi temple plated with silver and hence the stage is called velli ambalam.

Left legged Nataraja, Meenakshi Amman KovilWhat is particularly interesting regarding Nataraja and Meenakshi is that one of the primary Nataraja idols – there are quite a few all over the temple – stands on his left leg with the right leg crossing his body. The legend behind this, as per the Thiruvilaiyadalpuranam, is that one of Shiva’s most sincere devotees was the Pandyan king Rajashekhara who was himself a dancer. Understanding the difficulty of standing on one leg for so long, the king requested his Lord to shift his stance. A more empirical version for those trapped in utilitarian and realist modes of thinking might perhaps be sought in Calambur Sivaramamurti’s magisterial Nataraja in Art, Thought and Literature.

Throughout the temple, there are several sets of musical pillars. Some of these stone pillars also vibrate and create resonance as they are played in conjunction with others. While at first this phenomenon used to amaze me, it seems not uncommon in many of the old South Indian temples – I have counted at least eight or ten temples that have them.

Thousand pillar hall, Meenakshi Amman KovilOne cannot finish any narration about the Meenakshi Amman Temple without mentioning the Meenakshi idol itself. There is, as one can imagine, a fairly long queue to get in for darshan but a special entrance is available for a fee of ₹100. Nothing adorns a temple more than the idol of the main deity and Meenakshi was resplendent. Clad in green silk, Meenakshi was simple, elegant, and graceful with a charming smile on her lips. It is a pity that one cannot photograph the main deity in a temple but Meenakshi, with her ever-present parrot on her shoulder, is undoubtedly one of the better art works in her temple.

Kali, MaduraiWe spent half a day at Meenakshi Amman Temple and it was nowhere near enough. However, such mega complexes are best seen over time, either in multiple visits or over three or four days for half a day each. During our visit, I would not say that the temple was crowded but it certainly was not empty. I am sure these temples were once places where people used to go to relax. Those were also the days when the population of the town was perhaps 25,000 and not everyone was allowed entry; today, at over a million people, the only temples that are nice and relaxing are those no one knows about!

We broke for lunch and given the group’s inclination and the short duration of our trip, decided to skip Thirumalai Nayak Palace altogether and head to Thirumayam instead. From what I hear, the palace is definitely worth a visit – built in a fusion of Dravidian and Islamic styles in the mid-1600s by the same king whose wives built the Ashta Shakti mantapam, the palace has been damaged and renovated several times by its several owners. I am told that parts of the palace grounds and some of its buildings have long been incorporated into the city and only the core of the the royal residence remains.

But to more important things – lunch! There is no problem regarding food in Madurai. If one is not fond of South Indian cuisine, northern cuisine is also available. There are plenty of clean restaurants and hotels so sustenance and lodging should be no problem for visitors. What will be a problem is the weather – we went in mid-February and though the nights were deceptively cool, the daytime sun was scorching. It was not hot as much as it was sunny, so much so that the ground was too hot to walk on barefoot – we had left our footwear in the car and once we left the temple, even the local members of our unit – presumably accustomed to the climate of their land – had to hike up their mundus and run to the car to get off the hot ground! The temple itself, however, was cool and offered shade in the unforgiving Tamil Nadu sun.

Gajalakshmi, ThirumayamAbout an hour and a quarter from Madurai, Thirumayam is not a popular tourist destination, domestic or foreign, and unfortunately so. Most people you bump into at Thirumayam’s two historical temples – Sathyagirisvarar and Sathyamoorthi – are either locals or aficionados of South Indian history and architecture. Both these temples, cut out of rock, stand below the Thirumayam fort. Built by Sethupathi Vijaya Ragunatha Thevar, ruler of Ramanathapuram, in 1687, the fort is smaller today than it used to be and has been renovated by the Archaeological Survey of India. We did not go to the fort as we had little time before the sun set and we wanted to maximise the time spent in the temples. The Shiva temple is a little older than the Vishnu temple and both have received assistance from the ASI for their maintenance and renovation. The new work is very apparent as it is completely unadorned unlike the originals.

Sudarshana, ThirumayamTruth be told, I was not floored by Thirumayam. That may partly be due to the very high standards Tamil and Karnataka temples have made me accustomed to. Nonetheless, the temples were certainly picturesque, nestled under the rock face. The garbhagudi of the Vishnu temple was huge (compared to other temples) and had a large relief – some nine metres from end to end – of Anantashayana. Vishnu is calming Shesha down, who is upset that Madhu and Kaitabha would dare attack his master. Vishnu’s weapons are anthropomorphised and shown attacking the demons as the gods, saptarishis, and others look on. The relief was covered with oil and completely blackened to preserve it from the elements.

The date of construction of the Satyamoorthi temple is disputed. It basically comes down to an inscription that speaks of renovation work being carried out. However, scholars cannot agree whether the inscription belongs to the late 7th century or second half of the 8th century. The first would put the temple’s excavation in the late 500s while the latter would put it a century later. Another interesting factoid about the temple is that it was not always called the Satyamoorthi Temple. Several inscriptions show it being referred to as Pallikontarulina Alvar or Alakiyameyyar. Its present name is thought to have come from the Alwar poet Thirumangai who referred to Vishnu as Thirumeyyamalaiyalan, the Tamil equivalent of Satyamoorthi. This would date the name to the Vijayanagara period.

The Satyagirisvarar Temple has a lingam in the central shrine and the dwarapalaks are both anthropomorphised weapons of Shiva. What is interesting about the lingam is that it is one with the ground – as this was a rock-cut temple, the craftsmen carved around a lingam emanating from the floor rather than place an extraneous piece of rock. On the opposite wall is a carving of Lingodbhava. Like the Satyamoorthi temple, this one also carries several inscriptions. Some of them tell the story of Thirumayam torn by the rivalry between Shaivism and Vaishnavism. The village changed hands several times and each ruler patronised one of the deities more than the other.

It was dark when we got back to Madurai. Upon reflection, we should have come to Thirumayam in the morning and visited Meenakshi Amman in the afternoon. That would have spared us driving at night as well as see both sites properly, for Meenakshi Amman is well lit in the evenings. The distance between Madurai and Thirumayam is about 80 kms and there are several buses connecting the two. However, hiring a taxi may be the better option if you are pressed for time. The next morning, we had the famed Madurai idli for breakfast but I think South Canara has it beat by a long shot. To be fair, I will grant that our hotel might not have provided the best sample for testing – after all, it is no Iyer mess! We set out for Tirunelveli, 160 kms to the south of Madurai, by mid-morning.

Until I visited the place, I had trouble even pronouncing Tirunelveli and did not know about the Nellaiappar Temple there. A small town, Tirunelveli is nonetheless well connected to major local and regional cities by road, rail, and air. For tourists, though a bit off the beaten path, accommodations and food should be no problem to secure. It is also a very old settlement, perhaps as old as Madurai, for records mention it as far back as the 4th century before the common era. The halwa from this town is very famous but is basically an oilier version of what is prevalent in South Canara – both are quite yummy!

Nelliappar, near the tamra mantapam - TirunelveliNellaiappar Temple was a real discovery for me, as I am sure it will be for most tourists – while there was no dearth of Marathi, Gujarathi, Hindi, French, Spanish, and Italian speaking people at Kanchipuram, Mamallapuram, Khajuraho, Belur, or any of the dozens of other historical places of interest in India, the temple at Tirunelveli had a very local clientele. Nellaiappar Temple is about 1,300 years old though like many temples in the South, later dynasties have added to it in an effort to leave their imprint on the shrine and in the history books. By surpassing the original creation, the later rulers hoped to take ownership of, or the credit for, the entire temple. Within the Nellaiappar Temple is also a shrine to Kanthimathi, the consort. Technically, this used to be a separate temple but was merged into one large complex by Thiru Vadamalaiappa Pillaiyan in 1647 when he built the chain mantapam.

The temple is actually quite big – some 14 acres, if I remember correctly. Tirunelveli is also one of the pancha sabhai, and has the Tamira Sabha. The name derives from the copper – taamirai – exterior roof of the sabha. The interior side of the roof has exquisite wood carvings but unfortunately, the sabha was locked when we were there and we could only peer in from the door. The condition of the wood makes me think the roof is no more than five centuries old but I could be mistaken and the builders may have coated the wood with some preservative. The sabha itself, however, is probably older than the roof which could easily be replaced or redone by later rulers. Unlike Madurai, however, Shiva stands on his right leg here.

Passage, NellaiapparLike the Meenakshi Amman Temple, Nellaiappar Temple also has musical pillars – in the Mani mantapam, the musical pillars were arranged such that one central pillar had several smaller pillars of varying circumference around it; there were several such “core pillars” and the amazing thing about it all is that they were all carved out of one single block of stone! The Mani mantapam was built by Arikesari Parankusa Maravarman, the same king whose “ghar wapasi” from Jainism was depicted on one of the murals at Meenakshi Amman Temple. Maravarman is also known as Nindraseernedumaran and Koon Pandiyan, the hunchback Pandyan.

Nellaiappar happens to be, I found out after I returned from my trip, one of the 275 paadal petra sthalam. Basically, it is one of the Shiva temples named by the Nayanars in their hymns and poetry in praise of Lord Shiva in the twelve-volume Tirumurai. And you thought the Alwars made long lists with their 108 divya desams in the Divya Prabhandam! The overwhelming majority of these 275 paadal petra sthalam are in Tamil Nadu, a few in South India outside of Tamil Nadu, three in the north (Gowri Kund, Kedarnath, Kailash), and one in Nepal.

Mantapam, NellaiapparThere are several legends associated with Nellaiappar as is true with any temple in South India. One says that Tirunelveli was where the great sage Agastya got a darshan of Lord Shiva, while another suggests that it was where Rama worshipped Shiva for his Pasupata astra before invading Ceylon. This would be the same Pasupata astra that Arjuna asked for on Indrakeel mountain. Seems like the arms industry was well and ticking even back then! As for the origins of the temple itself, it is said that Shiva once came to Tirunelveli and the four vedas stood around him in the form of a bamboo forest. Thanks to the bamboo forest, the area got the name, Venuvanam. A local brahmin who used to walk by the forest would frequently trip on the same root and spill the milk he had been carrying. One day, the man finally decided to cut away the root and came with an axe. When he struck at the offending root, however, blood started to ooze out. Scared, he ran off to call the king. When the king’s men excavated the site, they found a lingam with a gash in it. Apparently, the lingam in the garbhagudi today still has a cut in it though I could not see it in the dark and through the shringar.

One final legend about how the place itself got its name – a brahmin lived in the forest and begged for alms which he would offer Lord Shiva and then partake as prasadam. One day, as was his habit, he went to bathe in the Tamraparni before his midday prayers. Just then, it started to rain heavily. The brahmin, who was immersed in the river was dismayed that all the alms he had collected would be washed away and fervently prayed that the paddy he had collected remain safe. When the brahmin rushed back to his dwelling, he found that there had been a torrential downpour all around the area except in a circle around his alms and the lingam. The place acquired the name Tirunelveli henceforth, tiru meaning beautiful, nel meaning paddy, and veli meaning fence.

Nellaiappar, TirunelveliThe main shrine of Tirunelveli has a shivalingam, obviously, but right next to it is a shrine to Vishnu, known as Nellai Govindan. It shows Vishnu reclining on and trying to pacify Shesha just like at Thirumayam. The temple has several shrines to various forms of Shiva – Bhikshatanamurthi, Dakshinamurthi, Nataraja, Chandikeshwara, and Thirumoolanathar. Of course, shrines to Shiva’s two sons, Ganesha and Shanmuga, are also present. One interesting shrine I noticed was a two-piece Ravana Anugraha shrine. As you approach, you see Ravana lifting Kailasa; right next to the shrine is a flight of stairs that takes you to a shrine directly above Ravana which holds Shiva pressing down on the mountain with his toe. Needless to mention, there are shrines to the sapta rishis, the Nayanars, the navagrahas, the sapta maatrikas, ashta Lakshmis, and Durga around the complex.

Doorway, NellaiapparA few shrines stood out to me, not necessarily for their artistic value but for questions they evoked. For example, the Bhairava shrine in the Mellaiappar Temple – does one offer it alcohol and meat the way people do in Avantika? Or is it a teetotaling vegetarian Bhairava at Tirunelveli? If so, why is there a difference? Is it local and social or does the mythology support it? There are, after all, Bhairava murthis that are angry and those that are calm. Another shrine that I noticed contained a Chakkara lingam – a lingam with many eyes. Something about it creeped me out, probably the same thing that I feel about insects’ compound eyes. I have already mentioned the Tamira Sabha but the intricate work in wood you see on the interior roof of the sabha is also visible at the entry to Nellaiappar Temple. On the doorway, as you enter, the arches are covered with tiny wooden figurines. Interestingly, some of these seem to have an erotic theme that I have only seen at Khajuraho so far.

Veerabhadra, TirunelveliThere are several sculptures outside the main shrine, showing Veerabhadra, Arjuna, Bheema, and others that seem to be from the Nayaka period. I found them exquisite, but not quite ‘alive’ as some of the salabhanjika at Belur or Ellora. However, the figurines at Nellaiappar seemed to be done in granite, much harder to manipulate than soapstone as the Pallavas found out in Mahabalipuram. Our in-house expert within the team suggested that the granite used at Tirunelveli was of a softer variety and could be shaped more easily than the rock at Mahabalipuram though still quite hard.

Perhaps the most intriguing structure at Nellaiappar was the Anwarnathan shrine. It was allegedly built by the Muslim nawab, Anwar Khan, in gratitude for his wife recovering from a painful, incurable disease and giving birth to a son after the couple had performed puja to Shiva. Not only did the nawab build a shrine, but he apparently prayed there regularly for the rest of his life. No wonder the Saudis do not consider their brethren in faith from India to be “real” Muslims…such pagan slippages, cheh!

Kanthimathi, NellaiapparIt was on the way to the Kanthimathi Temple via the Sangili mantapa that I met my good friend by the same name. My Kanthimathi, however, is a dear little elephant. The poor thing was standing there blessing pilgrims for ₹10 and spraying them with water from her trunk – don’t ask! We lolled about for a bit, enjoying the elephant’s company before we moved on as it was getting late and the Nellaiappar Temple was about to close for midday. The Kanthimathi shrine was quite breathtaking as well. I am quite picky about idols in temples but so far on this trip, I have seen only the best. Kanthimathi’s dwarapalaks are Ganga and Yamuna, and she herself stands with her parrot. A shrine to Murugan and his two consorts, Devasena and Valli, stands nearby. To southerners, this may not be of much importance but Skanda is seen as a brahmachari or with only one consort – Devasena – in the north and a shrine with both his wives would be interesting for those not from Dravidadesa.

There is no way long colonnaded corridors can be avoided in temples of this size, and there are several. In one of them, we had met Kanthimathi the elephant…because Ashwatthama, you see, was dead. The elephant, Ashwatthama 🙂 Some of us had expected Nellaiappar to be a good excursion and I had no expectations at all. I think we were all stunned by how much Nellaiappar Temple turned out to be a feast for the eyes and mind. In fact, we were so engrossed in our debate over lunch about whether Nellaiappar or Meenakshi was more beautiful that we could not be the least bit bothered about India’s bid to end its hundred percent loss record to South Africa in the World Cup! I think I may have been in a minority of one but I hold that between the Meenakshi idol, the beautiful fresco of Vishnu giving Parvati away to Shiva, that lovely Sabesan in the Ayiramkaal mantapam – the thousand-pillared hall – and the quirky Nataraja standing on his left foot, Madurai ranks slightly higher than Tirunelveli.

Thirukkurungudi, outside the ardha mantapaAfter lunch, we proceeded to Thirukkurungudi. I know, we missed several major attractions in Tirunelveli such as the Ulagamman Temple and Sankaranarayanan Temple, or if you are seeking a bit of nature, Papanasam, Kuttralam, and the Mundanthurai Tiger Reserve. Perhaps my greatest regret was missing out on Brahmadesam Temple and its famous Gangalanathar shrine. Those of you old enough to remember watching that terrible Tamil soap opera, Annamalai, on Sun TV may remember Brahmadesam as the temple in that show. The show was really hard to miss, given that they made over 750 episodes of it; thank the gods that it is over! Anyway, the temple was some 40 kms west-southwest of Tirunelveli but our destination in Thirukkurungudi was 45 kms to the south. There was no way we could have scheduled both in our itinerary.

Thirukkurungudi 1If Tirunelveli was a surprise, Thirukkurungdi was jaw-dropping. In the middle of nowhere as far as I was concerned, in a place whose name was itself a deterrent(!), there stood a spectacular Vishnu temple. The Nambi Rayar Temple, admittedly a divya desam, was simply not on my radar. Given the crowds thronging the temple, it is a safe bet that my status is shared by most people outside the immediate vicinity of the temple. You cannot tell much even standing just outside the temple for its walls surround it like a fortress; even upon entrance, I did not notice the grandeur of the place until I walked down one side of it completely almost to the back. It was then that I realised that Nambi Rayar sat on 18 acres of land and that some magnificent craftsmanship has gone into it.

Thirukkurungudi 2The temple closes at midday and reopens only around 17 00, so our decision to drive down after a late lunch was perfect. We must have got there by 16 00 and that gave us an hour to look around before having darshan and looking around some more. By the way, men are expected to remove their upper garments before receiving darshan. As I walked down the side of the temple, I saw another elephant. Something about elephants just fills me with joy and I would have probably run up to give it a big hug had it not been for its mahout standing there, looking all stern and stuff. But I forgot my dear ele as I entered the first hall. Large statues carved with attention to the minutest details adorned the pillars, and the common Nayaka leitmotif of the Pandavas, usually Arjuna and Bheema, could be seen. Scenes from the Ramayana graced the pillars as did Garuda and Narasimha. There are, of course, the usual scenes of warfare and hunting – boars being hunted, swordsmen and archers on horseback, and war elephants. The ubiquitous image of the yali was everywhere to be seen as well. Three pieces stood out: one was of Garuda standing in front of the main shrine and praying, and two were of Narasimha wherein one shows the avataara of Vishnu grab Hiranyakashipu by the neck and the other is the traditional one which shows the demon king across Narasimha’s lap with his intestines being ripped out.

Narasimha II, Thirukkurungudi Narasimha, Thirukkurungudi

Despite being dedicated to Vishnu, the Arulmigu Azhagiya Nambirayar Temple also has a Shiva sannadhi. Before oozing with self-congratulatory pride over the harmonious existence of two Hindu sects, one should also note that in 2004, the Shiva idol was removed from the temple, dumped in a granary, and the sannadhi destroyed; Nambi Rayar is managed by the Jeeyar of Thirukkurungudi. It took an order from the Madras High Court in 2010 for Mahendragirinatha, the Shiva sannadhi, to be reinstated within the temple. To be fair, this is a recent incident and Shaivites and Vaishnavites have been praying the shrines of both ishtadevas for centuries without incident. Still, this is an amusing string of events for those who are not superstitiously inclined.

ThirukkurungudiNambi Rayar Temple is approximately 1,300 years old but as seems to be the case with many Pandyan temples, later rulers left their mark on work originally crafted by the Pandyans. shukla paksha ekadasi of Karthika is considered a special day at the temple and is celebrated to this day with a dance narrating the story of Nampaduvan. Legend goes that Nampaduvan, a poor, lower caste man, was a great devotee of Vishnu. One shukla ekadasi in Kartika, he was crossing a dense forest to go to the temple. On his way, he was intercepted by a rakshasa who had not eaten for days; starving, the rakshasa announced to Nampaduvan that he was going to eat him. Nampaduvan remained nonplussed, and told the rakshasa that death comes to all and he is not bothered. However, he must go to the temple and sing praises of Lord Vishnu for ekadasi and after that he would return to the rakshasa. The demon did not trust the man despite all the promises and entreaties made until Nampaduvan declared that the sin of all those who equate Vishnu with other deities would cling to him if he did not return. *ahem!* Upon hearing this, the rakshasa agreed.

Nampaduvan fulfils his desires but on the way back, he meets an old man who insists that the young devotee not be so stupid as to return to the rakshasa. However, the young man stubbornly refuses to change his decision and eventually the old man reveals himself to be none other than Vishnu and blesses Nampaduvan and goes away. The rakshasa is astonished that his meal has actually returned to him and finds that his hunger has vanished. In fact, the rakshasa begs the devotee to bless him. At first, Nampaduvan refuses but upon seeing the rakshasa is sincere, he does so. Immediately, the rakshasa returns to his original form and thanks Nampaduvan for redeeming him – he was actually a brahmin who had been punished for performing a yagna erroneously. The story reminds me of the Punyakoti saga that is popular in Karnataka but Nampaduvan somehow does not move me nearly as much…not at all, actually. Punyakoti, however, does not leave a single eye dry in the room.

I left Thirukkurungudi unwillingly; I could have used another couple of hours at the temple but it was nearly dusk and we had to return to Tirunelveli still. By the way, Thirukkurungudi is the birthplace of the founder of the TVS Group, TV Sundaram, or Thirukkurungudi Vengaramaswamy Sundram Iyengar. Whether as part of their Corporate Social Responsibility – charity legally mandated by the Indian government (!) – or voluntary philanthropy, the TVS Group has been looking after the temple financially and much restoration work has been done. From what I could see, they had not yet committed any blunders – for example, some firms had decided to rejuvenate the old mosaics and frescoes on the temple walls with Asian Paints or Nerolac! To be fair, the Tamil Nadu state’s Hindu Religious & Charitable Endowments Department is only marginally this side of Genghis Khan in its own restoration and maintenance work.

Bala Gopalan Temple gopuram, CheranmahadeviWe stayed the night in Tirunelveli because driving back to Madurai after a full day would be too tiring. Besides, it would give us an excuse to visit Cheran Mahadevi Temple on our way back the next day. Barely 45 kms from the southern tip of India in Thirukkurungudi, I was tempted to make one lightening lunge to say hello to the Indian Ocean but there was absolutely no time. Our temple of interest was the Bhaktavatsala Perumal Temple. About a thousand years old, the Bhaktavatsala Perumal Temple resembles the Vaikunta Perumal Temple in Kanchipuram and was built by Rajendra Chola I. This is not surprising because the latter inspired temple architecture all over not just South India but even places as far off as Cambodia and Indonesia. I should point out, by the way, that from Cheran Mahadevi, we were barely 15 kms from Brahmadesam. We need more holidays, corporate India!

Sri Bhaktavatsala PerumalThe Bhaktavatsala Perumal Temple is small and simple compared to the temples we had been to so far on the trip. There are only two shrines within, one to Balakrishnan and the main one to Mr. Perumal himself. Even then, reliefs and sculptures are sparse in the temple; the main deity is standing and that too without his consort. Garuda is present outside the main shrine as is Bhoodevi and Vishwakshena. Other than these, the only other relief in the temple is that of a seated Narasimha with Shesha shading him. What little was there was quite beautiful but there was not much. Around the inner prakaram, the walls are blank. The wall of the shrine has no reliefs and if there were any reliefs on the wall of the circumambulatory passage, they have been “restored” and nothing is left of them. Given the general sparseness, I doubt there was much anyway.

Moat, CheranmahadeviSomething I noticed was that the walkway around the main shrine was raised and between the shrine and the walkway was what essentially served as a moat. At Vaikuntha Perumal Temple in Kanchipuram, this used to be filled with water to give devotees the feeling that Vishnu truly was floating on an ocean. I am fairly certain that this was the practice here too for the layouts are too similar for it to be anything else.

Garuda, CheranmahadeviUnfortunately, the priest at the temple was a bit cranky and in a rush to go somewhere. Otherwise, we have been told that it is possible to climb up on the vimana of the main shrine to get a better view of the surroundings as well as explore the second and perhaps even third level of the shrine. None of this was allowed us; in fact we were hurried even around the prakaram and almost shooed out of the temple! Another treasure we missed thanks to the priest’s bad temperament was an underground chamber. The entry to it was right there in the ardha mantapam but the priest would have probably gone apoplectic if we delayed him any longer than we did. I am sure there is nothing inside the chamber for obvious reasons but even then, it would have been pretty cool to crawl into one and perhaps come as close to what most of us will experience of Indiana Jones! Secret chambers are much maligned these days because of the kitschy ways in which they are portrayed in movies and novels. However, such chambers were the norm in temples, palaces, and forts back in the day for reasons of safety, secrecy, and escape. In keeping with that sentiment, perhaps it is only fitting that the chamber below Bhaktivatsala Temple is probably empty.

Narasimha shaded by Shesha, CheranmahadeviWe were done in barely an hour – we were made to – and we proceeded towards our respective transport hubs whence we would get onto buses, trains, or aeroplanes to get back home. Our exploration of Pandyan country was punishingly short and there is always more to be seen in terms of additional destinations as well as closer examination of what we already saw. The maximum benefit would, I accept, come only if we went back home, read up on what we saw, and returned with more notes than on our first trip. After Kanchipuram and Thanjavur, I did not think I could be surprised by Tamil Nadu anymore – Madurai and its environs proved me wrong. The whole state is just an ocean of architectural riches that constantly amaze. Even for someone like me who is dismissive of all the myths and legends, there is enough empirical material in terms of art, architecture, engineering, and history that a lifetime of visits will also not be enough.

Thankfully, Tamil Nadu has decent roads even if they are a bit narrow. Not knowing the language will certainly be a handicap but most visitors will find it more convenient to hire a taxi to go to places like Thirumayam or Thirukkurungudi and limiting the use of buses to travel between major towns and cities like Madurai and Tirunelveli. Good food and accommodations are both easily available and should not be of concern to tourists. Weather-wise, I cannot stress enough that there is no good time to visit Tamil Nadu – as I have said before, the place knows only three seasons, hot, hotter, and hottest. Nonetheless, December and January are perhaps the least taxing months to visit. For men, if you are brave enough, I would urge you to consider a mundu this is how you wear one (demonstrated with the aid of the 2nd movement of Beethoven’s 9th symphony in the background 😀 ). The monsoons have their own charm but rain can hamper travel plans and may not be worth it for those coming from outside the country. No, I am not including India north of the Vindhyas as outside the country 🙂

An important point to keep in mind about dress: please remember that many of the temples on this circuit are functioning. This means that visitors have to dress modestly and removing footwear before entering the temples goes without saying. Some temples do not allow foreigners, I am told – in fact, I have seen the signs. I am not sure what to say about this for even I get grief about “looking Indian or Hindu” sometimes. I have been able to persuade my way in always, and I have also been to some temples that state that foreigners are not allowed with non-Indian friends. I suppose this issue is left to the discretion of the authority on the ground at the moment. Yet fear not – I saw plenty of Europeans at Meenakshi Amman Kovil who were allowed into the first prakaram but were probably not allowed into the ardha mantapa. Most of what there is to see is in these areas only and the garbhagudi is of interest mostly to devotees only anyway.

JasmineThis may seem odd but the thing I missed most on the trip, I think, was the smell of good old mallige. Madurai is famous for it and the flower is mentioned all over Tamil literature. In an amusing poem in the Madurai Kanchi anthology, the “sweet” language of the Pandyans is compared to jasmine garlands overflowing with nectar 😀 Anyway, I was looking forward to the description of Madurai given by the Paanars in the Silappathikaaram: when you approach Madurai, they say, you will know you are close when you smell the mixed fragrances of mallige and srigandha wafting on the cool breeze. Now the floriculturally inclined will tell you there is a difference between the Madurai and Udupi varieties but they are both of the same Jasminum sambac species. On the other hand, Madurai’s jasmine recently got a GI (Geographical Indication) tag that marks it as special and different from jasmine grown elsewhere in the region. Mysore mallige and Hadagali mallige are clearly different, but is the Madurai strain so different from Udupi variety?

Another thing that struck me, though not just about the temples of Pandyan country, is the way temples were hubs of community life. This is not a particularly novel insight but when juxtaposed with how many institutions today fail to develop communities around them (and during an argument about urban planning in the middle of Nellaiappar Kovil), Émile Durkheim’s dichotomy between the sacred and the profane comes to mind. Meenakshi Amman Kovil, for example, stood at the centre of Madurai and was a reference point in urban planning but it was also a reference point in community life. I doubt a jamat-khana can have that sort of resonance with its members. And it is here that Nehru’s India starts to unravel – a set of laws, however rational, cannot serve a people if so abstract from their daily lives that they have no meaning or even value. The ties within and between India’s countless communities are messy, frustrating, confusing, and sometimes, you just want to wipe the slate clean. Yet they endure…with meaning and tangibility. I have never been to these temples but when I went there, I felt like I was at home. Don’t ask me why.

It is summer now, and this is probably going to be the last of my travelogues for this northward equinox year. So when am I going “home” again? There is still a lot to see – Tamil Nadu must have over a thousand temples and at least 50 of them must be of some significance – but they will have to wait for the monsoons at the very least. Besides, there is Karnataka too 🙂 But for now, our Madurai excursion was an excellent capstone to a year of great tourism…despite the odds!


This post appeared on Swarajya on March 08, 2015.

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