Jan 21st

26. Bhajagovindam - 2

By Raja
Another from Disciple Nityanatha:

The rags on the road side,
Here and there scattered,
Will clothe a seeker,
Living like a wanderer?

Like an innocent child,
Or like a fallen drunkard,
He’s highly intoxicated
With the thoughts of God.

Disciple Surendra sang:

Who are you?
Or who am I?
Who’s my mother?
Or who’s my father?

Where do I come from?
In this world a fruitless dream,
Give up your wants material,
And go in the path spiritual.

Disciple Medhaatithira sang:

In everything, in me, in you
Lives none but the same Vishnu,
Your anger or impatience
Is, therefore, meaningless.

If you really wish to attain
The spirit of Vishnu soon
Think alike every creation
That has God’s sanction.

Medhaatithira sang again:

All efforts, why you waste
To win the love or hate
Of friends or foes,
Of children or relatives.

See them all as one.
Duality remains not then.
Thus you’ll really win.
Everything under the sun.

Disciple Bharativamsha sang:

Give up your lust or anger.
Greed or infatuation will no longer
Keep you happy anywhere,
They’re not your real nature.

Fools are they who’re blind
To the Self, and are left behind
To lead a life aimlessly,
And suffer in hell endlessly.

Disciple Sumatira sang:

Recite from Gita regularly
Meditate on Vishnu sincerely.
Chant His thousand glories.
Keep in mind His qualities.

Be happy in the company
Of the noble and the holy,
And distribute to the needy
Your wealth in charity.

Summing up

This body ends in dust.
He who yields to lust,
Turns a prey to disease
And other sinful vices.

Wealth is not welfare.
It’ll land you in fear,
That haunts a rich man,
Even against his son.

Regulate your breath,
That’s good for health.
You must be a subject
Not affected by any object.

Understand what’s real
And the fleeting unreal?
Chant the God’s name
To keep your mind calm.

To our respected teacher
And the benevolent preacher,
“Free us from this bondage,
That behaves like a mirage.”

With your disciplined mind,
And senses, you can find
The Lord in your heart,
That’ll bring peace a lot.

Worship the Lord of Lords,
Worship the Lord of Lords,
To cross this life-ocean
The only way that’s known.
Jan 21st

25. Bhajagovindam - 1

By Raja

Chant the name of Govinda.
Chant the name of Govinda..
Never become a fool,
In quoting Grammar-rule,
That will never save
Yourself from the grave.

Until the day of death,
Never be after wealth.
Consider the real worth
In pursuing the path
To the ultimate Truth
While on this earth.

Better, be content,
With what you get,
From your every deed,
Free from any greed,
That’ll keep you stable
Without any trouble.

Don’t go after passion,
O’er a young woman,
At her navel or chest,
A modified flesh just,
That causes a delusion,
Or a mental illusion.

The life of a man
Remains not so certain
Like a drop of rain
That tries to stick on
To a lotus leaf in vain,
But out it’s thrown.

It’s a fact, every life
Is exposed to grief,
Self-ego and disease,
The three root causes,
For the young or old
To suffer in this world.

As long as a man is fit,
And is able to support,
One can as well see how,
His family shows him love,
But none of them cares,
Out when his body wears.

His family will enquire
All about his welfare
When he’s alive still,
But even his wife will
Run away, when he dies,
In fear of the corpse.

In games and plays,
The childhood days,
Unaware, pass away,
The youth goes astray,
In his lust for woman,
Also his days are gone.

One’s old age passes,
Counting these losses,
O’er the past actions
As well as reactions,
So, none has chosen
To be lost in Brahman.

Find in your life,
Who’s your wife?
Who’s your son?
Of whom, you’re one?
Wherefrom you came,
And what’s your aim?

Life in good association,
Will free you from delusion,
That will, in turn, again
Remove stress and strain
To settle in the path divine,
More towards your salvation.

Where’s the place for lust,
When the manhood is lost?
Of what use is of a lake,
Waterless one, namesake?

Where had the relatives flown,
When the wealth is gone?
Will any attachment remain,
When the Truth is known?

Do not boast of wealth.
Or friends and youth,
For they aren’t permanent
And can vanish any moment.

Maya, the world of illusion,
Will keep you in confusion.
So, free yourself from this
And seek the ultimate bliss.

Time plays its vital role.
Not caring for any soul,
Seasons come and go, yet,
Your desires never abate.

(So far, Shankara recited these verses to open the eyes
of the Grammarian. Thereafter, his disciples sang one
verse each, addressing the  Pundit.)

Disciple Padmapada sang:

Why go mad after wealth
From your birth to death,
With no one to guide,
In this world so wide.

To cross the life long ocean
There’s a boat, the only one.
Live amidst virtuous men,
Who’ll guide you to heaven.

Disciple Totakacharya sang:

Men shave their heads.
Men grow their beards.
Some wear saffron clothes,
Others roam in colorful dresses.
All but for a livelihood,
An appearance so good,
Yet, they see not the truth,
That lies in their very path.

Disciple Hastamalaka sang:

Old man has no strength,
He pants for his breath,
He walks on his crutches
Still he clings to his desires.

His head has gone bald,
His eyes almost blind,
His gums with no teeth,
Yet he’s not after the truth.

Disciple Subodha sang:

See the poor man there.
He’s warming up in fire,
From his beggar’s bowl,
He eats food, smelling foul.

A lonely man, care free,
He sleeps under a tree.
Yet, he has fallen victim
To passion that rules him.

Disciple Sureshwaracharya sang:

A bath in Ganges River,
A fast for hours together,
An act of charity to poor,
Take your self nowhere.

Without the spiritual knowledge,
No one can, at any stage,
Attain the Eternal Bliss,
Even after hundred births.

Disciple Nityananda sang:

A long stay in a temple,
With an austere life simple,
As an ascetic under a tree,
They’ll make you carefree.

Give up all attachments.
And worldly commitments,
Lead a life of contentment,
As a spiritual fulfillment.

Disciple Anandagiri sang:

One may practice Yoga
Or indulge in sensual Bhoga
Or give up attachments
Or keep up detachments.

They take you nowhere
Unless one goes after
Brahman and enjoys
The gift of eternal bliss.

Disciple Dridhabhakta sang:

A drink of holy water
From the Ganges River,
A reading from Bhagvad Gita
Will lead you to Lord Govinda.

A worship of Govinda will
Keep you away from hell.
You’ll have no fear
Of Yama coming near

(Bhoga – Sensual pleasures)
(Brahman – The Lord of Lords)
(Govinda – Lord Krishna)
(Yama – The Lord of death)

Disciple Nityanatha sang:

Born again, death again,
A birth once again
In a mother’s womb
To go again to the tomb.

This cycle of birth and death,
On this mundane earth
This ocean, how to cross?
Only God can help us.

Jan 20th

Kanakadara Sthotra - 4

By Raja
Song 18

You reside in a lotus flower,
Also holding lotus flower
One more in Your hand
And wear a white garland.

Your dress in white silk,
Shines like pure milk.
You’re the very source
Of knowledge in the Universe.

As the wife of Vishnu,
Very well when You knew
From the three worlds all,
Why not You rush to my call?

Song 19

From the Ganges River,
The elephants carry water,
Moving in eight directions,
For Your holy ablution.

I know it well how,
You’re so clean now,
Thus adding more beauty
To Your own beauty

Vishnu, the sole head,
Leads the entire world.
As His wife you live,
And blessings you give.

Along with the nectar,
You came as a daughter
From the milk ocean once.
I pay You my obeisance.

Song 20

As You always sit
In a soft lotus seat,
Your look, in fact,
Is so pretty and soft.

In Your lotus eyes,
I see the kind waves,
Oh, the wife of Vishnu
Let me surrender to You.

Yes, I’m the first one
Among those poor men
Who suffer in poverty
So, in me You take pity.

This side, You turn and see
Keep Your first look on me,
So I can see Your face,
And have Your grace

Song 21

When this daily prayer
Said by whomsoever
Before Lakshmi, the Mother,
It’ll go waste never.

Based on their own merits,
They’ll reap all benefits.
They’ll surely be wise,
To get everyone’s praise.

Jan 20th

Kanakhadara Sthotra - 3

By Raja
Song 12

Like the lotus flower
Your face appears ever.
Let me myself submit
To Your lotus feet.

With the moon, nectar
You came out together
From the milk-ocean,
Let me pray once again.

Oh, the wife of the one,
Resting in the milk-ocean
Let me pray to You
And pay my respects due.

Song 13

Oh Lakshmi, on the lotus seat,
I submit myself to Your feet,
To the ruler of the Universe,
And the source of Deva’s happiness.

I bow before you, Oh Mother.
Wife of Vishnu, the Protector,
Having Sarngam, as His bow,
And pray for Your blessings now.

Song 14

My obeisance to Mahalakshmi
The daughter of Sage Brigu
My respects to Srilakshmi
Resting on Lord Vishnu.

To Lakshmi on the lotus seat
I submit myself to Her feet,
To the consort of Thirumal
I pay my respects humble.

Song 15

To Her, with sparkling eyes,
Which look like lotus,
I bow before Her feet
With my due respect.

To Her, the creator of this earth,
And the incarnation of wealth,
I bow before Her feet
With my due respect.

To Her, the Goddess
Of all the Devas,
I bow before Her feet,
With my due respect.

To the wife of Nandakumaran,
The Nandagopan’s lovely son,
I bow before Her feet,
With my due respect.

Song 16

Oh Devi, You’ve eyes,
Like the flower lotus,
And all the praises
From men and Devas.

It’s You, who bless
All the worldly riches.
Even to rule a country
It requires Your mercy.

All the resultant evils
From the five senses
Simply fly away fast
With Your force at last.

I worship Your seat,
And bow to Your feet.
Now, what I need
Is Your grace indeed.

Song 17

Demon Muran, Vishnu destroyed,
Thus this world, He had saved.
So for this task, He did carry
He has another name, Murrari.

O’er His beautiful chest,
You always take rest.
But You grant boon
To Your devotee soon.

With my three senses-
Word, mind, body-organs,
Now I stand at this place,
And worship Your grace.

Jan 20th

Kanakhadara Sthotra - 2

By Raja
Song 6

Thirumal killed the Demon,
Whose name was Kaidaban.
Thus His chest does shine
Like a cloud, the dark one.

It’s a fact, up she rose
From Sage Brigu’s race
As Mother of the Universe,
Under Lord Vishnu’s grace.

Such a divine vision
May turn once again,
On myself to grant me
All the riches free.

Song 7

The powerful God, Vishnu,
Killed the Demon Madhu,
Besides another Kaidaban
The most cruel demon.

Such a powerful God,
Was won by Cupid,
Who had the blessings
Of Lakshmi, the Goddess.

From the milk ocean
She came as a boon.
In fact, there’s none
Before her lovely vision.

Let those merciful eyes
Have pity in my case
For half a second even
For what I pray and mean.

Song 8

Like the rain bearing clouds,
Her most merciful eyes
Are always full of mercy
For Her close devotee

Like Chakravaka, the bird drinks
Only the rain water that falls,
The wealth, as poor, I seek
Kindly give it for my sake.

Oh Mother, let not the pain
Of my poverty still remain,
When You can pour the rain
Of kindness on me to gain.

Song 9

All cannot do sacrifice
To get the ultimate bliss,
But they face reactions
Based on their past actions.

When Lakshmi’s grace,
Even on a sinner falls,
The heaven is assured
For such a soul blessed.

Let Her vision that gives
Mahavishnu His happiness,
Fall, in turn, on me to get
All the wealth, now I want.

Song 10

The creation, protection,
And the last destruction,
Are the three roles
Go on as God’s plays.

Saraswati, the Creator,
Lakshmi, the Protector,
Durga, the Destroyer
Are the three players.

As Lord Siva’s consort,
You also took part,
Now as Vishnu’s consort
Before You, I submit.

Song 11

In the Veda’s role,
You bless every soul,
To Your lotus feet
This I beg to submit.

Beauty is Your place.
Virtue is Your grace.
To Your lotus feet
This I beg to submit.

As a source of power
You remain everywhere
As the ocean’s daughter,
You sit on a lotus flower.

Oh Goddess in every aspect,
I pay my full respect,
To you as Vishnu’s consort
For Your kind support.

Jan 20th

A Prayer For Rain Of Gold - 1

By Raja
This prayer runs into 21 songs and is posted here in 4 parts
as it should be read without a break.  Adi Sankara, as a
young sanyasi sang to shower gold in the house of a poor
woman who gave him one Amla fruit as there was nothing
else to give him as biksha (alms)

(Kanakadara Stothra)

Song 1

The buds begin to bloom.
The golden bees swarm
In search of sweet honey
From the flowers many.

See the chest of Thirumal,
How it shines well,
As He’s happy ever,
Like the fresh flower.

As Lakshmi, His consort,
Takes rest o’er His chest,
He remains happy always
And in this mood, He stays.

In that exalted position,
Let rich Lakshmi’s vision,
As a daughter of the milk-ocean,
Bless me now to gain.

Song 2

Just like the honey bees
Run after the blue flowers,
Her eyes, too beautiful,
Go after Her Thirumal.

But She shuts Her eyes
Out of Her shyness
That turns Her vision,
In a different direction.

Let Her merciful eyes see
For they’ll shower on me
All the riches in the world,
Whatever now I may need.

Song 3

Lakshmi can give anyone,
On this earth, a position
The same as the one
Like Indra’s rule in heaven.

When Indra lost his throne,
It was Her just vision,
The most merciful one,
That restored his position.

All the time happiness
To Vishnu, when She gives,
Let Her graceful look fall,
For a moment, on me as well.

Song 4

With Lakshmi on His chest,
All the time taking rest,
Mahavishnu, seemingly sleepy,
Remains always happy.

But Her eyes remain,
Always partially open,
As the same shyness
Blocks Her two eyes.

As the wife of the Lord,
Who sleeps on a snake bed,
Let Her give me wealth,
What all I’m worth.

Song 5

The Killer of Demon Madhu,
The Protector, Lord Vishnu,
Wears a Kowsthubam chain,
Made of valuable blue stones

Lakshmi’s eyes shine
Like that of blue stone.
She has a lovely vision
That induces His passion.

Let those eyes now turn
Towards me to shine
That’ll give me boons
With all the fortunes

Jan 20th

20. Sankara At Kanchi

By Raja
Sankara saw the Town Kanchi,
Blessed by Goddess Kamakshi,
That would prosper further
When changed in Srichakra order.

The king redid the town,
In the Srichakra design,
With a temple for Kamakshi
At the center, as Kamakoti.

This ‘Kamakoti Peetam’
He kept at last for him.
To spread the knowledge,
Thro’ his spiritual message.

“God’s names aren’t one,
But many chosen by men,
While in the Veda-Religion,
He remains as the only One.”

“It’s out of ignorance,
Men find the difference,
While He appears as One
To those wise realized men.”

Sankara still allowed
Those men who followed
Deity of their own choice
As personal to themselves.

Once a boy of seven,
A knowledgeable one,
With Sankara debated
For three days, but failed.

Sankara well appreciated him.
As first disciple in the Peetam
He took this boy thereafter
Seeing his pious nature.

The purpose of his birth,
Was over on this earth.
So, to go up it was time,
Wherefrom he came.

One day, his prayer ended.
With that his life also ended,
But left an indelible record,
Of what, in his life time, he did.

There’re Mutts at Sringeri
Badrinath, Dwaraka, Puri,
Besides the one at Kanchi,
Dedicated to his memory.
The Brief Life Story of
Adi Sankara ends here
Jan 19th

19. Visit To Kedarnath

By Raja
After his trip to Badrinath,
Sankara went to Kedarnath.
By the power of his yoga,
He visited then Kailasa

He bowed before Siva
And His consort Uma
In praise of Siva, he sang.
The Lord heard him sing.

Siva Paadaadi Kesaanda Stothra,
Siva Kesaanda Paadaadi Stothra,
Praising Siva top to bottom,
And to the top from bottom.

The Lord blessed him
With five Crystal Lingams,
In appreciation of his work
That was a tremendous task.

When he wanted to sing,
Then about Uma a song,
He couldn’t go ahead,
As he stood stunned.

What Lord Siva wrote
Praising Uma, His Consort,
‘Soundaryalahari’ by name,
The Lord gave it to him.

Half of it Sankara shared,
With Nandideva, the guard
The rest of it, he brought,
With the Lingams-gift.

When he came down
His mind became free then,
So, the other half he did
And the whole he completed.

Those who read this prayer,
They remain blessed forever.
Thus Sankara gave this world
A treasure of prayers in gold.

Then he visited Nepal.
He had a welcome royal.
He saw a five-faced-Lingam.
Pasupatinath was His name.

Out of the five, Siva gave him,
He installed Vara Lingam,
At Neelakand religious center.
A pilgrim place it became later.

Mukti Lingam, the second,
At Kedarnath he installed.
Moksha Lingam, the third,
At Chidambaram, he installed.

Bhoga Lingam, the fourth one,
Was installed at Sringeri Town.
Yoga Lingam, the fifth one,
He kept for worship of his own.

At Kanchi, a sacred place,
Blessed by the divine grace,
He was received by Rajasenan
The king of that region.

At Visveswara Temple he stayed
And the town layout he studied.
He saw it was a holy place
Which had Kamakshi’s grace.
Jan 18th

18. Killed Kapalika Kirakasan

By Raja
After Tirupati, Sankara moved,
And twelve places, he visited,
Where Jyotilingams kept a guard
O’er the country’s every ward.

In praise of those Lingams
He sang in dedication to them
A divine song “Dvaadasa
Jyotirlinga Stothra.”

At Srisailam, he sang
A praiseworthy divine song,
“Sivanandalahari,” its name,
Spontaneously that came.

Near the Srisailam temple
There was a thick jungle
With no human habitations,
But for dangerous Kabalikas.

A garland of human skull,
Lord Siva wore at His will,
So Kabali, by this name,  
At that time, Siva became.

Those wild jungle men,
Sacrificing life of men,
And wearing skull-garlands
Were known as Kabalikas.

This tribal Chief Kirakasan,
A wild, brute, and ruffian,
To kill Sankara, his enemy,
Waited for an opportunity.

He had no tolerance,
For Sankara’s non-violence.
So, he wanted to offer
Sankara’s head in the altar.

Sankara was Siva, the fact,
This brute didn’t know, yet,
He wanted to get his head
And offer it to the Lord.

That Sankara was liberal,
He knew it very well.
So he asked, “I want your head.”
To offer it to Siva, my God.”

Sankara laughed and said,
If you want my head
You’re free to take
For some use to make.”

The brute raised his sword,
To cut Sankara’s head,
But Padma Pada suddenly came
And into pieces tore him.

Padma Pada had worshiped,
Earlier Narasimha, as his God,
The Lord with the head of a lion
And the body of a man.

So, he became Narasimha,
To save his Guru Sankara,
Who then prayed Narasimha
For His act to restore Dharma.

Sankara then went to Badrinath,
A pilgrim center in the North,
Where Lord Vishnu one day
Appeared on his way.

The Lord told him, “My idol,
The one most peaceful,
In the River bank you’ll find
Buried under the sand.”

“You dig it out.
And install it,
For my grace,
In this place.

Sankara did the same.
And it had its famous name
As Badrinarayanan Temple,
Visited by all people.
Jan 17th

17. Advaita Challenged

By Raja
Sankaracharya, paid a visit,
To Southern temples next,
And the famous pilgrim center
At Tanjore-Tiruvidaimaruthur,

There, some hard-core Saivaits,
Claiming themselves as Pundits,
On ‘Advaita’ confronted him,
And for a proof they asked him.

They said, “How Siva, the Lord,
Creator, destroyer of this world,
You’re equating Him with us,
We, the ordinary human beings?”

“Unless Lord Siva confirms
We totally disagree with this.”
To the Siva temple, he led them.
And showed them the Lingam.

There arose a voice,
That came out thrice.
“Satyam Advaitam,
Truth is Advaitam”

A hand stretched out
From the top of it
Sankara thanked the Lord,
Who supported his stand.

What they wanted came true.
They accepted him as a Guru.
Their faith on the Lord
Still more thus increased.

To the Chidambaram temple
He went with his disciples.
The Deity, Nataraja posed
In dancing role, as He stood.

He installed Panchakshra Yantra,
Praising Lord Siva, this one,
And Annakarshana Yantra
For world-prosperity, the next one.

He saw at Thiruvanaikkaval,
The Deity in the temple,
Akilandeswari, the Goddess,
In a look very ferocious.

With two ear-rings, he took
Away her serious look,
And with his prayer’s spell,
She looked more peaceful.

He established a seat,
The Govardhana Mutt,
At Jagannathpuri next
When he paid his visit.

As this seat’s head,
Padma Pada was made,
In the first line of order,
In the Eastern border.

Like this, in the west-coast,
He installed another seat,
The one, Dwaraka Mutt,
Lord Krishna’s famous spot.

Hasthamalakar, as its head,
The first one was made
To continue his mission,
And maintain its tradition.

His song Bhujanga Stothra,
In praise of Lord Muruga,
Popular for its curative power,
Is still sung at Tiruchendur.

With all his disciples,
He visited the temples
Of the Lord Vishnu
At Srirangam and Tirupati.

His song Vishnu Paadaadi
Kesaanda Stothra at Tirupati,
Described, head to foot,
The Lord, there he met.

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