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6. Neethal Vinnappam Behold that You do not forsake me who doing things according to my will and without ardour in Your will, rush to fuss! When are You to ripen my mind like plantain fruit filling it with fragrant sweet honey and appear before me? Do let me know Oh transcendent one of Kailai mountain! (6:34) Oh supremely transcendent One! Oh Aran Who likes my fraudulence as much as You like Your ancient saints! Behold that You do not forsake me. Oh You Who wear the moon that has the silhouette of the hare and the snake side by side. Oh Lord! The five-mouthed snake of my birth attacks me terrorising my mind and makes me, a karma-ridden one, seek shelter in the hole of a tree. (6:35) Behold that You do not forsake me who am broiled by those burning senses emitting fire and smoke like fire in a tree hole! Oh heaven's mighty King with braided locks decked with fragrant flowers of Mandaaram (Bauhinia purpurea) from which the bumble bees practising Thaaram(high note of music) and humming Mantham (low note) rest! (6:36) 315