A long time ago there was a parrot in kudalur who would offer one fruit to the Lord as worship. one day as it was flying with the fruit in its beak a hunter shot it. it fell down and was not able to fly. when the hunter came to collect the parrot it appealed to the hunter to take him for one last time to the Perumal. the hunter seeing the parrot talk fled the scene the parrot was bemoaning its fate when the Lord appeared before the parrot received the fruit and blessed it. the parrot was none other than a hermit well versed in the sastras who got moksha in the birth as parrot.
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