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Saturday, October 15, 2005
Poetry While discussing Sangam poetry and the likes, a friend reeled off a Thirukkural that was in his head. Then, I couldn't get it out of mine. I look on her, Her eyes are on the ground the while; I look away, She glances at me and timidly smiles. Comments via Blogger: Hey can you plz tell me what the tamil version is ? I have been breaking my head for a long time.. not able to figure out what it is :)
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As you have mentioned about sangam literature, just to prevent people from assuming that Thirukural belongs to Sangam lieterature, i would wanna tell them that Trhirukural actually belongs to post SANGAM period of tamil literature calssified as PathinenkEl Kanakku.
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