Civaṉ who is like the fire and who destroyed the pride of the arakkaṉ who thought that there was no one superior to him to oppose him.
without having the capability to pay homage to him.
holding in the hand a bundle of peacock`s feathers and an ascetics pitcher, and performing a false penance.
holding under the armpit a mat making people quiver with fear when Araṉ in Tiruvālavāy stands by my side as help I am not to be easily defeated by the amaṇar who have the conduct of following other people.