Why are Tamils so famous? (Post No.3261)


Compiled by London Swaminathan


Date: 17 October 2016


Time uploaded in London: 19-30


Post No.3261


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“The Tamils are famous because they have lived and thrived in their own country for eons and ages in the accredited cradle of human race.

They are famous, because they have been truly, goldly, impartial, munificent, hospitable and heroic at a pinch.

They are famous, because they have ruled a vast continent submerged long ago in a most exemplary manner worth the admiration of the remotest posterity and patronised learning and leaned coterie with a generous heart and liberal hand.

They are famous, because they own a language which is sweet in its name and a literature which has stood cataclysms of every description political, moral religious and philosophical.


They are famous, because their religion is rational, their morality is practical and their philosophy is spiritual.

They are famous, because their songs and psalms are replete with highest truths. They are sung by all, the young and the old, the rich and the poor, the high and the low, inspiring love, reverence and holiness.


They are famous, because, their boys and girls, their sons and daughters, have been and are imbued from their cradle with divine wisdom enshrined in the three classic Books of Golden Maxims embodying the quintessence of the libraries of Neethi Sastras culled from rewards of human experience, Englished by me and published in this tiny volume.


They are famous, because, they have looked upon the soul and the body as equally sacred, one being the temple of the other and have acted uniformly in high principle of a sound mind in a sound body, mens sana in corpora sano.


They are famous, because their Saint Valluvar has enriched the world with his pithy couplets on Virtue, Wealth and Pleasure rendered into a number of modern languages in the West as in the East, because their Grandma sage Auvaiyar has opened the gates of Heaven and Eternity in her three hundred and ten high toned and succinct Kurals, and because their devout Savant Meykandan has in his duo Decalogue or 12 Sutrams, laid bare, in a clearly logical and analytical strain, his infinite heavenly riches in a little room, virginibus puerisque, to be easily gulped down and permanently retained in the mind for ever.


They are famous, because, their Siddhars or Supermen have preached human brotherhood and sisterhood, sans per sans reproche, against the rampant alien caste system and social tyranny and vigorously denounced formalism in religion and asceticism in practice of the degrading and self -mortifying kind.


They are famous, because their system of medicine and therapeutics, called Siddhic, has provided the human race with ambrosia, nectar, elixir and the philosopher’s stone for the rejuvenation and prolongation of human life, not merely with the help of rare herbs abounding in their environment but with the aid of metals scientifically calcined and sublimated, not as in the case of metalloid therapy for external application but as curative health powders to be taken in mixed with honey, being fully aware of the metallic ingredients in the composition of the human organism, a system and a process quite new to the modern medicos who, lost in wonder at first, have slowly began to appreciate and realise it.


And above all, they are famous, because , what their forbears had conceived and wrought successfully with divine grace twenty ,thirty and more centuries ago, in every art and craft are still marvellous and mysterious to the rapidly advancing modern scientist in the West, whose unenviable candour and indefatigable research at the cost of millions of pounds or dollars, it is hoped, proclaim in the course of a few years, the glories of Tamilaham and sing the paeans of the wonderful Tamilan achievements in medicine and therapy in the hoary past, pre-diluvian times. May our echoes roll from soul to soul and grow for ever and ever”.


Munnirpallam                                                                    M.S.P.

15th November 1936

MSP= M S Purnalingam Pillai


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  1. Could you explain me about philosophers stone sir please!

  2. The last illustration above stirs up lot of emotions! This seems to depict a scene around Makara Sankranti when even huts used to get a fresh coat of white/colour wash and such big “Kolams” used to be drawn in front of the entrance! There are also green leaves on the roof above the entrance, signifying ‘Protection’.[ காப்புக்கட்டு].
    We used to pass such scenes during Pongal season while walking to school 60 years ago! They were typical of the old days when we were content with what we had, and did not aspire to emulate the rich [ cf. தம்மின் மெலியாரை நோக்கித் தமதுடமை அம்மா பெரிதென்று அகமகிழ்க !]- before we were infected by the virus of ‘economic progress’. They were days of simplicity, which western economists and politicians dubbed poverty.
    This calls to mind the lines from Oliver Goldsmith:[The Deserted Village ]

    Yes, let the rich deride,the proud disdain
    These simple blessings of the lowly train;
    To me more dear, congenial to my heart,
    One native charm than all the gloss of art;
    Spontaneous joys where Nature has its play
    The soul adopts and owns their first-born sway;
    Lightly they frolic over the vacant mind,
    Unenvied, unmolested,unconfined……..

    And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid
    Still first to fly where sensual joys invade…….;
    Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain;
    Teach him, that states of native strength possessed,
    Though very poor, may still be very blessed.

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