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The Palla of her saree trailed behind her as she took small steps towards the entrance of the temple, a beautifully decorated Pallakku [Palanquin] awaited her.
Chal' Chal'.Chal' went her gollussu.[anklet]
Sthanu's heart beat in rhythm to her steps as he rode on Nandi, his trishulam held high.
She stood at the Temple dwarai,
The people gasped, their hands raised above their heads,
For them two eyes did not seem enough to taken in her beauty.
Shyly she sat inside the Pallakku.
It was lifted and the procession slowly started moving towards the Nanjil Nadu Entrance.
Thousands of lamps formed a beautiful path for the Pallakku bearers.
The Moon shown brightly above,
The breeze seemed to touch her feet. The clouds hovered above bowing with respect.
Devotees strained their neck to catch a glimpse of Shakthi, even the sight of her Marudani covered toes was vara prasadam for them.
The procession continued to wind its way.
Sthanu and Shakthi moved towards each other.
Sun rays would not be touching the earth for more than 2 hours.
Shakthi cheeks glowed. Soon she will be with her Shiva again.
The enormous doors of Nanjil nadu was wide open, poo kolamas adorned the ground, Nadaswaram was being played for the Mapillai Ezyappu [ welcoming the groom].
Shiva indicated to his devotees to proceed first.
Mounted on Nandi he waited about a kilometer away.
The Pallakku came to a halt.
Shakthi the loveliest of brides, her head bent, slowly got out and stood with a garland in her hand.
There was hush, a lull fell on the crowd.
Parvathi looked through her lashes at Bhudeva, he was looking at her, a strange sadness in his eyes.
Swamy.. she called.. realizing something was about to happen.
And then'
In the quiet darkness, hours before the sun had risen.
The CROWING OF THE COCK WAS HEARD.
Shakthi went still.
Shiva was tranquil.
Bhanasur was furious.
Her eyes lifted to meet his, asking for an explanation,
Swami, '. She called again'
Parvathi, before the cock crows you had said'
Her fingers crushed the soft petals of the garland.
Her toes dug into the earth.
Swami' her hand reached out, as she watched Shiva, her Sthanu, Her Nata turn away.
Swamy wait'. She called him ..
No Parvathi, I cannot. A Tear rolled down his eyes.
Her eyes turned red, a shiver ran through her body. Angry tears flowed down her cheeks, her neatly braided hair unwound by itself, and flowed around her, she stamped her feet and the earth shook.
Shiva continued to walk away. He felt her anger and pain. He knew that the energy that was flowing through her will help her vanquish Bhanasur.
The garland was crushed and lay scattered on the stand.
The crowd moved away, tears in their eyes.
Her jeweled steps rang out loud as she strode through the streets.
The large plates of Dry fruits turned into stones as she passed by.
The Panakkam , Panchamritum turned to dust.
A storm brewed, lighting flashed , thunder rumbled through the clouds.
The temples bells swayed their sound no longer soft and gentle, but wild and furious.
She entered the Samayal Arrai.[kitchen] her eyes taking in the food that was spread out.
Her eyes closed in deep sorrow.
Even the Feast seemed to feel her pain, every vessel containing the most sumptuous of food turned into tiny colorful sand particles.
The Kitchen floor was soon covered in sand, and in the storm that had awakened they flowed towards the sea.
She stood in the quadrangle of the Temple, her hair in disarray, her body quivering, her lashes fluttered, Prakruti cried.
The clouds above clashed, and rain poured down on her.
Shiva played his damaroo, the insistent beat slowly quietened her.
She sat crossed legged, her fingers in Gyan Mudra, she went into a state of tranquility