Marar (Maaraar or Maaraan) is the name given to the temple musicians of Travancore, Cochin and Malabar in the state of Kerala, India whose primary duty was to provide the traditional temple Sopanam music. Their position in the caste system varies from place to place in Kerala. In Travancore, although they were Ambalavasi they had status below Brahmin and Nair. In Malabar they enjoyed relatively superior status.Their death pollution conducted in 13 days but in the Nair death pollution is 16 days .The house of Marar is called ' Marath' and the women called 'Marasyar'.
Below is an excerpt from the Madras Census Report of 1901 which reports the Maarans as:
Edgar Thurston in his "Castes and Tribes of Southern India" states their traditional origin and occupation as follows: Before the days of Sankaracharya their sole occupation was beating the drums in Brahminical Temples. When Sankaracharya was refused assistance in the cremation of his mother by the Namboodiri Brahmins, he is believed to have sought in despair the help of one of these temple servants with whose aid the corpse was divided into eight parts and deposited in the pit. For undertaking this duty which the Namboodiris repudiated from a sense of offended religious feeling, the particular Maran was thrown out of his caste by the general community and a compromise had to be effected by the sage with the rest of the caste who returned in a body on the day of purification along with the excommunicated man and helped Sankaracharya to close his mother's death ceremonies. In recognition of this timely help Sankaracharya is said to have declared the Maran to be an indispensable functionary at the death ceremonies of Namboodiris and Ambalavasis.
Uh, With everything happening today
You don't know whether you're coming or going
But you think that you're on your way
Life lined up on the mirror, don't blow it (Whoo!)
Look at me when I'm talking to you
You lookin' at me, but I'm lookin' through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden in your pride
I see you're not satisfied
And I don't see nobody else
I see myself
I'm lookin' at the
Chorus - Bruno Mars:
Mirror on the wall
Here we are again (yeah)
Through my rise and fall (uh)
You've been my only friend (yeah)
You told me that they can
understand the man I am
So why are we here
Talking to each other again?
I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you're all alone
And you correct me when I'm lookin' wrong
I see the guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your windowpane
I see the scars that remain
I see Wayne
I'm looking at the
Chorus - Bruno Mars:
Mirror on the wall
Here we are again (yeah)
Through my rise and fall (uh-huh)
You've been my only friend (my only friend)
You told me that they can
Understand the man I am (they can understand)
So why are we here (misunderstood)
Talking to each other again?
Looking at me now, I can see my past
Damn, I look just like my f***in' Dad
Light it up, that's smoke in mirrors
I even look good in a broken mirror
I see my Mama's smile, that's a blessing
I see the change; I see the message
And no message coulda been any clearer
So I'm starting with the man in the
Chorus - Bruno Mars:
Mirror on the wall (MJ taught me that)
Here we are again
Through my rise and fall (uh)
You've been my only friend (take 'em to Mars, man)
You told me that they can
understand the man I am
So why are we
Talking to each other again?
Mirror on the wall
Here we are again (yeah)
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend (any questions)
You told me that they can (I come to you)
Understand the man I am (you always have the answer)
So why are we here
Talking to each other again?
Mirror on the wall (Hey BP, looks like I did take 'em to Mars this time)