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6. Neeththal vinnappam Oh my life's Principal! Behold that You do not forsake me who, entrapped in the net of glances of maidens whose glances resemble those of a timid fawn caught in a net. wander about being bewildered. Oh You Whose head is adorned with a day-old pale moon! Oh Ocean of mercy! Oh Chief of the mountain called Kailayam! O Bride-groom of the mountain Maid! (6:40) Oh Partner of the Dame with jewelled and speckled breasts! Behold that You do not forsake me who plunged in the hot waters of lust for the red-lipped maidens, am trernbling on those crocodiles (maidens) biting me. I cannot endure this foul body ridden with flesh and disease. Is this just? Oh Civan! Is this just? Oh my goal of Bliss! (6:41) Oh my goal of Bliss! Behold that You do not forsake me who on Your jewelled Feet bestowing graciously the goal on this servant, am fated not to shake off this flesh! Oh King with braided locks wherein the moon dives into the deep waters and hides in fear on seeing the shiny serpent hidden in the cave of the skull, spreading its hood a little and folding it up again. (6:42) 31 &