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Vallarpadam: camaraderie of the gods

The Vallarpadam Basilica


The history of Christianity in Kerala goes back to the first century CE. It is believed that Saint Thomas, disciple of Jesus, arrived at Kodungallur (Muziris) in CE 52. That is credible since we have historical evidence of the trade relations between Rome and Muziris in those days. It is possible that one of those trade-ships carried Thomas too.

The Christianity that existed in Kerala in those days was not quite different from the Hinduism in the state, according to many historians. There were many rituals and practices common to both. That is natural since no people will cut off their religious roots altogether when they convert from one religion to another.

Saint George of Puthuppally and the goddess Kali of the same place were believed to be brother and sister in the olden Kerala. It was believed that Kali drank the blood of the sacrificial animals and gave the flesh to George. Kali wanted only the blood. George, being from the West, relished the flesh.

Manarcadu is a place near Puthuppally. Kannaki is the presiding goddess of the temple there and Mary, mother of Jesus, is the patroness of the church. The old legends in Kerala have it that Kannaki and Mary were sisters. When processions were taken out from the temple and the church on festival days, people of Manarcadu revered both Kannaki and Mary irrespective of their religious affiliations.

Those were days when people in Kerala believed that Saint George and God Vishnu were brothers (Kerala Christian Sainthood by Corinne G Dempsey). Anthropologist Ananthakrishna Iyer wrote in his book, Cochin Tribes and Castes, about the legend of a furious debate between the goddess of Kodungallur and Saint Thomas.

What I’m trying to say is that Christianity and Hinduism coexisted happily in Kerala for a very long period. There were many things in common to both. Even the divine entities got along merrily with each other.

Until the Portuguese came in 1498. The Portuguese were sent by the Pope with the mission of bringing “genuine” Christianity to India. They did not like the Hindu gods sharing space with Christian god and saints. They drove a fierce wedge between the two religions.

One of the many churches built by the Portuguese is on the island of Vallarpadam in Kochi (Cochin). Maggie and I visited the church today. The church has a lot of Hindu connections. “Who knows when the BJP will bring the bulldozer of its quintessential hatred to Vallarpadam?” I said to Maggie in the morning. I was in a mood for a long drive. “Let us visit that historical Basilica before the vengeance of the indigenous gods will bring it down.”

Maggie doesn’t share my cynicism. But her religious inclination was too strong to refuse my offer. Thus we landed in the parking space of St Mary’s Basilica just in time for Maggie to attend the 11 o’clock Mass. I had an hour to amble around while she prayed in the church.

I recalled reading in a Malayalam history book titled Christians: A handbook on Christianity by Bobby Thomas which argues that St Mary of Vallarpadam and the goddess of Kodungallur are manifestations of the human quest for a female deity. Male gods tend to be ferocious. Females have a benign aspect that is far more appealing.

The Portuguese built the original Vallarpadam church in 1524 dedicated to the Holy Spirit and installed an image of Mary, mother of Jesus. That church was destroyed by a flood in 1676. But the image of Mary (which was in the church) was found floating in the backwaters by Paliath Raman Menon, the Divan of Kochi kingdom. He retrieved the image and donated the land for the reconstruction of a church. That church is today’s Basilica. Menon also donated the sanctuary lamp (kedavilakku) and regularly provided the oil for keeping that lamp burning perpetually.

In 1752, Palliveettil Meenakshiamma and her child were miraculously saved three days after they drowned in the backwaters. It is believed that Saint Mary saved her and the child. The painting of Mary in the Basilica has Meenakshiamma and the child too today.

In 1951, the Government of India declared the Vallarpadam church as a ‘major pilgrimage centre’ of the country. In 2004, Pope John Paul II elevated the church to the status of a Basilica.

When will the history of this church, as well as that of many others, be rewritten? I don’t know. I wish people learnt better lessons from history like the camaraderie that existed in those good old days between the divine entities up there and the believers down here. Vallarpadam is one of the many lessons in that camaraderie.

Here are some pictures Maggie and I took today.

 

Pilgrims (and tourists) come by boats too

A part of the old flagstaff which has a lot of history to tell 

The confessional is air-conditioned - cool off your sins!

A copy of a painting believed to be done by St Luke in 1st century CE

Comments

  1. Hari OM
    Well done for seizing the opportunity... and thanks for sharing the history! I agree; there is more in common than not, but some would think that territory must be won... YAM xx

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  2. Story behindthe Manarcaud church is new to me, rest all i heard from people. Expecting a travelogue from you Sir ❤️

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    1. I love to visit places but never thought of writing a travelogue. Now you've put a spark in me.

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  3. In Aayirangavu in Kerala, Lord Aiyyapan believed to have got married to a Sourashtra girl and became the son in law of Sourashtra community, and the event is celebrated ceremoniously. Thus inter caste marriage is evidenced. Such stories show the interest of common people to exist in peace.

    Apart from that, my theory is Aiyyapan could have been an exemplary individual who observed celibacy and thereby set himself a role model for other men to observe the same once in a year for a healthy household life. Not that he is a bachelor or unmarried and the menstruating women should follow the tradition of not visiting the place till they turn old enough. It is just that men of ancient times had this trip to set up a good lifestyle. Aiyyapan would have been their role model. Why are people so mad about creating gods, I wonder. A sheer failure to find one inside?

    This is what I feel about the evolution of Aiyyapan temple based on the story of marriage with a Sourashtra girl.

    The tradition of Aiyyapan malai to observe fasting and celibacy for forty days keeps them away from all actions prompted by senses. Observing celibacy is one of them. Not that women are sinful people to stay out of their sight.

    I loved the movie The Great Indian Kitchen for highlighting this issue and the main character finds her husband's behavior offensive rather than traditional!

    I am realizing why lord Buddha wanted men to observe the present moment rather than thinking about the past and the future. May be to live away from such blind traditions that lead to conflicts everywhere?

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    1. Thanks for the detailed response.

      It is quite possible that Aiyyappan was a Buddhist deity. Many historians think so. Quite a few Buddhist shrines were converted into Hindu temples in Kerala. At any rate, the forty-day abstinence undertaken by Aiyyappa devotees is good. I don't support the bias against women there, however. Certain conventions need revision as time passes.

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  4. These legends tells such lovely stories of acceptance, tolerance & peaceful co-existence. Thank you for these stories and for showing us Vallarpadam Basilica. I hope this structure and others like this don't ever get bulldozed for political purposes.

    This is post more people need to read!

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    1. No, churches in Kerala don't face any threat as of now. The BJP candidate in the Trikkakara byelection recently could not even retrieve his deposit. BJP doesn't have a cat in hell's chance in this state.

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  5. Tomichan your notes are becoming better and better, keep it.
    Going through the legend is some thing intersting when it is without bias.
    I appreciated your work

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    1. Thanks for the appreciation, boss, as well as your concerned counsel. But one man's bias is another's truth.

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  6. This shred of history is new to me. I loved reading this. Hoping to see more...

    Love.

    Manu

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  7. Thank you for this informative post. As one growing up as a child in Kerala, I experienced this camaraderie you write about. While passing by the Edapally church in Ernakulam district we, irrespective of religion, used to stop and light a few candles before proceeding seeking the blessings of Mother Mary.

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    1. When i was a boy too temple festivals and church festivals were revered by all the villagers irrespective of their faiths. But now that's not the situation.

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