The sights of devotion expressed by the
devotees, I happened to see then was so unique and everlasting that
I made scores of trips to rejuvenate my thrills of seeing the Thanga
Ratham, along with the listening to numerous reports of the relieved
by his boundless mercy. At each repeated trip, my appetite instead
of reaching the point of satiety grew keener to reach a new high
only to fall at his sacrosanct feet. The other hill temples, somehow
did not hold such grip, though visited with due devotional fervour.
Why? I asked myself.
The cause is - his determination for
renunciation mainly, more than the simplicity and playability etc.,
that come next. They touched the chords of my heart and made me a
devotee, yearning for cultivation of those enabling traits and
mental attitude. So this time, the urge cannot be branded as new
fangled sentiment, nor the opportunist's mask only to the thrown off
after the fulfillment. I, therefore prostrate at his lotus feet and
crave for pardon soulfully for the delay in printing, despite
planned years back and completed some parts too.