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1st PUCPoem / Narrative (Ragale)Sahitya Sanchalana, Poetry

ದೇವನೊಲಿದನ ಕುಲವೇ ಸತ್ಕುಲಂ (Devanolidana Kulave Satkulam)

by ಹರಿಹರ (Harihara)

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This narrative poem is from Harihara's 12th–13th-century Ragale collection (Nambiyannana Ragale). Its title means 'The caste loved by God is the only noble caste.' It rejects caste discrimination and establishes devotion as the sole measure of human worth. The proud King Karikala Chola performs grand, expensive rituals to Shiva, while Cennayya, an untouchable cobbler, offers only humble ragi gruel with pure love. When Shiva rejects the king's royal offering and instead gladly drinks Cennayya's gruel, the king's pride is humbled and he falls at the cobbler's feet.

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Harihara, the pioneer of the Ragale metre in Kannada, delivers a powerful critique of the caste system. The story is set in the Chola kingdom of Karikala Chola, a religious king who performs grand daily worship of Shiva, burning fine sandalwood, offering jewels and royal delicacies, while carrying a subtle pride in his status, wealth and the grandeur of his devotion.

Cennayya's humble devotion

In the same town lives Cennayya, a poor untouchable cobbler, barred from temples and main streets and living in a small hut outside the town. Despite exclusion, his heart is filled with pure, selfless devotion. From his meagre earnings he prepares a simple ragi ganji in a broken earthen pot and, with tears of love, offers it to Shiva before eating.

Shiva's lesson to the proud king

One day Shiva decides to teach the king a lesson. While Karikala Chola performs his grand worship, Shiva is absent from the royal altar, instead He appears in Cennayya's hut, happily drinking the cheap gruel with immense satisfaction. When the king despairs at the rejected offering, a heavenly voice tells him Shiva was enjoying the pure food of His great devotee Cennayya. Shocked, the king sheds his royal garments, runs to the hut, and falls at the cobbler's feet, realising that true nobility is defined by devotion, not birth.