(The heroine refuses to consent to the confidante who comes as a messenger from the hero)
We may lose our goodly feminine charm;
The great beauty may fade and cease to be;
We may even lose our sweet life.
Do no utter sympathetic words to him.
Is he not like our father and mother?
To what avail is sulking with such a man
Who is indifferent?
– Poet Allur Nanmullaiyar
– Translated by A.Dakshinamurthy