On how a scruffy, primitive, tacit thing may be captured in the wild, kicking and screaming.
An ant on a break endures a grasshopper’s philosophy.
“Mesh our thoughts as one” they asked. “Granted!” said he.
When Arivarasu returned from the fields that night, his wife told him about the arrival of the Koravas. A large group of them had settled on a nearby hillock that connects to the neighbouring Avalooru, and had brought with them about six hundred heads of pack buffalo, which would yield valuable dung for the fields and the hearth.