let's start the chapter-3, for story continuity please check previous blogs.
Sometimes big events result from small events. One such small event happened in Vandiyathevan's life. Wasn't Vandiyathevan standing on the roadside watching the entourage of Paluvetarai? His horse was standing not far from where he stood.
The gaze of the last few of Paluvetaraiyar's men fell on the bull.
“Hey! Don't praise this blood!” said one.
“Don't say horse! The horse is my word!” said another.
“Let your target research; First find out whether it is a goat or a donkey!” Said another, a fun lover.
"Don't miss that!" Saying that, one of the men approached the horse. He tried to jump over it. The shrewd horse knew that the rider was not his master. It was ironic that I would not accept that other man!
“It's a wicked horse! I can't get on top of this! Only a hereditary royal can climb it. Then Thanjavur Mutharaiyan should come back and climb it!” The other soldiers laughed as he spoke with equality.
Because it has been a hundred years since Thanjavur's Mutharaiyar clan became extinct. Now the tiger flag of the Cholas was flying in Thanjavur.
“Perhaps the horse thinks so. But if you ask me, I'd say Thandavaraya is alive rather than Thanjavur Mutharaya who is dead!” said another warrior.
“Lord! See if the horse that refuses to mount you is a real horse! Maybe it was a fake horse that came to Perumal's feast day!” said another joker.
"I will check that too," said Thandavarayan, who got on the horse and twisted its tail. The angry bull immediately fanned its hind legs four times and ran away.
“Does the horse run! Don't be a real blind man!” The soldiers shouted, "Ui! Ooo!” Shouting that, they chased the running horse further!.
The horse ran through the crowd. People moved here and there frantically to avoid being trampled under its feet. Even so, some of them were kicked and fell. The horse ran wildly.
All this happened very quickly in front of Vandiyadeva's eyes. From the look on his face, Alwarkadi knew that the horse was his.
"Did you see, brother! The work done by the poor people! To show them the bravery you came to show me!” He poked and prodded. Vandiyathevan became furious. However, he gritted his teeth and persevered. The soldiers of Pavuur were in large numbers.
to be continued……………………………………………………………………………
