
The last three
days had been tumultuous at Ponnan’s hut.
“I realize I made a
mistake and I have said that I regret it. Why do you have to humiliate me by
rubbing it in?”, Ponnan asked Valli.
“You realized later it
was a mistake. How could you not know at that time that it was a mistake?”,
asked Valli.
“It is still not too
late. No need for you to harass me like this. My spear is still here, and the
emperor is still around”.
“You and your spear! God
gave you two hands to row boats. Those hands are not fit to wield a spear”,
said Valli with contempt.
The episode that caused
friction among the loving couple had taken place a few days prior to this scene. The Emperor and princess Kundavi were on their way to Uraiyur with their entourage.
On the way, the emperor stopped near the pier. He said something, pointing to
the pier and the golden tower on the spring palace that was peeking through the
greenery on the island. Ponnan and Valli were standing outside their hut. The
emperor saw them. He gestured to Ponnan to come closer. Ponnan hurried forward,
touched his feet and stood with bent head and folded hands. He forgot all his
plans of revenge. The charm and grace on the emperor’s face seemed to have
hypnotized him into submission.
The emperor had asked,
“Are you the oarsman here?”
“Yes sir, your grace…
majesty”, Ponnan had stammered.
“Is that the palace
Queen Arulmozhi lives in”?
“Yes, your majesty.”
“Princess Kundavi, my
child here, may come here to visit Queen Arulmozhi sometime soon. Will you carefully row her
across the river?”
“As you command, your
majesty!”
The emperor resumed his
journey towards Uraiyur after this exchange. Valli heard parts of this exchange
from a distance.
Valli looked irate when
Ponnan returned to her. She heard the whole exchange from him and started
berating him for his behavior. She pointed out that Ponnan betrayed Prince
Vikraman by his supplication to the emperor. She called him a traitor. This
exchange went on for a few days.
Ponnan could no longer
stand the tirade that afternoon. He walked away and sat beneath a tree and
started making plans to redeem himself in Valli’s eyes. It was the end of the
month of Karthikai (second week of December). It had rained continually
for a month. The rain had filled the river and the fields. It had also washed
the dust off the foliage, making everything look clean.
The weather was cool and
calm, but a storm was raging in Ponnan’s mind. He remembered the same season
some ten years prior. King Parthiban, the prince and the queen would visit the
palace often. The royal boat was always busy. There used to be many
distinguished visitors too. Elephants, horses and ivory palanquins would wait
at the mango orchard nearby.
He thought, ‘The place
has lost all that activity, perhaps permanently. No one cares about the
pier anymore. The pier must have been cursed. King Parthiban has attained the
heaven of warriors. The prince is somewhere far away, suffering who knows what
kind of difficulties! The queen seems to be perpetually in tears. No one seems
to care about the spring palace, or the pier.’
The one to blame for all
these fortunes was that traitor, Marappa Bhupathi! But for his betrayal, Prince
Vikraman would be King Vikraman now. Narasimha Varman would have no reason to
visit Uriayur. Valli would have had no reason to berate him.
His train of thoughts
was broken by hoof-beats. Ponnan looked back, and saw that Marappa Bhupathi was
dismounting his horse near the hut.
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