TANDAVA: SHIVA'S DANCE OF FURY AND ANNIHILATION, is a poetic expression of two unique personalities, bringing to fore the sensitivity within, the pain and passion of a rebel crusader ! Tandava: is a socio - political outrage by Neelam M. Singh. This book deconditions a conditioned society as what may be a belief, may just be an obsession. It transcends deep into mysticism and truism, that goes hand in hand, in these verses. While the poems of Elliot, Tagore, Wordsworth, Octavio Paz, Pablo Neruda, Larkins or Sitakant Mahapatra, are bound by a coherent vision of man, and the universe, these poems stand against the onslaught on mankind in any form.
These poems are deciphered from an enigma that becomes a recurrent attitude which is identified with the cosmic.
Neelam Singh's poetry repudiates the trivial destiny. Tandava: makes a journey into the spiritual world, in search of the light beyond. Both the poets expressed profound, passionate and immense feelings, shunning intolerance and hatred. They aggressively defy a rotten order, clamoring for a new one.
This book is a subtle pellucid of beauty, stylistic and immense appeal to a person with conciuosness!
About the authors:-
1. Deepak Mishra is a member of the Indian Police Service. He's a Master in Physics from Varanasi and a rank holder from Indian Institute of Foreign Trade and Management. Deepak's creativity has found expression, in TV, news papers, films, as a writer, poet actor and screenwriter! He's a tough cop with poetic sentiments. "Ek kona dhoop ka" is a sensitive rendition of Deepak's sentiments towards life! Manjeet Bawa's painting adorns the cover of the book.
He's dedicated to the causes of humanity and child rights. Deepak Mishra changed the perception of policing, in serving the masses. Criminals dread his name. He's been posted in U.T.s and as Special Commissioner of Police, Delhi Police. He superanuated as Director General, CRPF. While at National Security Guards, it was due to Nikhil Kumar, IPS, DGP - NSG and Deepak Mishra, IGP- NSG, that moderanisation, professionalism, that NSG has become a smart , elite force.
☆ Deepak Mishra has dedicated, Tandava: To, "those who knowingly or unknowingly, touched my heart at some point of my life ! Those who in my memory, or in mathematics of relationships, where are they, I know not ! Malay...my son "- Deepak Mishra.
Neelam Singh, dedicated Tandava to: "Lajya Devi and Jaswant Rai jee, my parents, as stars watching from above and my wonderful son: Yuvraj Siddhartha Singh".
☆ Neelam Singh is a Solicitor for human rights and social justice. She's a multifaceted woman. A signature line at Doordarshan News, she's been a Professor of History at University of Delhi. Her columns are a vanguard voice, against a dilapidated system, that denies women their rightful place in society. She's amongst the first batch of young ladies to enter the portal's of St. Stephen's College, a male bastion till then.
'Everyone has been cemented' : Tandava: Shiva's Dance of Fury and Annihilation: Neelam M. Singh.
He doesn't see
Nor does he hear
Caught in the depths of his throat
His voice can't be heard
He stammers for all practical purposes
He looks a complete man
But could it be possible
That he's just a stone?
It appears men have
Turned into etchings
On the wall
I feel suffocated
Where man is stoned
Come, please do come
See the blind faith
Some men do manage to make a God
Even out of a stone
The turbulent clouds portend
Another torrential monsoon
The stone work is already weak
Dam is sure to burst this time
Come, come let's choose from the handful from the crowd
Of mute, faceless bystanders
And desecrate their place of stones.
'I resolve to win it back': by Neelam Singh
My night is awake
Someone has broken the rays
Why do dreams come in sleep
Why stars are left waiting outside
It is your memory which has sewed up the wounds of love
Today I have pulled out the stitches
And give you back, the thread
How painful it is!
From the holy book of my love
I have torn out a page
A caravan of flowers
Passes through a desert
I have resolved to win back
The faith that was once lost
My night is awake
However distant you may be !
Neelam Singh
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рдКँ рдд्рд░рдпрдо्рдмрдХं рдпрдЬाрдорд╣े рд╕ुрдЧंрдзिрдо् рдкुрд╖्рдЯिрд╡рд░्рдзрдирдо्
рдЙрд░्рд╡ाрд░ुрдХ рдоिрд╡ рдмрди्рдзрдиाрди् рдоृрдд्рдпोрд░्рдоुрдХ्рд╖ीрдп рдоाрдоृрддाрдд
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ЁЯОК рд╕ुрджिрдирдорд╕्рддु♦рд╢ुрднрдорд╕्рддु♦рдирдорд╕्рдХाрд░♦ЁЯОК
ЁЯОК♦ЁЯОК♦ЁЯОК♦ЁЯОК♦ЁЯОК♦ЁЯОК♦ЁЯОК♦
☆ рд░ाрд╡рдг рд░рдЪिрдд рд╢िрд╡ рддांрдбрд╡ рд╕्рддोрдд्рд░
рдЬрдЯाрдЯрд╡ीрдЧрд▓рдЬ्рдЬрд▓ рдк्рд░рд╡ाрд╣рдкाрд╡िрддрд╕्рдерд▓े
рдЧрд▓ेрд╜рд╡рд▓рдо्рдм्рдп рд▓рдо्рдмिрддां рднुрдЬंрдЧрддुंрдЧрдоाрд▓िрдХाрдо्।
рдбрдордб्рдбрдордб्рдбрдордб्рдбрдордиिрдиाрджрд╡рдб्рдбрдорд░्рд╡рдпं
рдЪрдХाрд░ рдЪंрдбрддांрдбрд╡ं рддрдиोрддु рдиः рд╢िрд╡ः рд╢िрд╡рдо ॥1॥
рдЬрдЯा рдХрдЯा рд╣рд╕ंрдн्рд░рдо рдн्рд░рдорди्рдиिрд▓िंрдкрдиिрд░्рдЭрд░ी ।
рд╡िрд▓ोрд▓рд╡ी рдЪिрд╡рд▓्рд▓рд░ी рд╡िрд░ाрдЬрдоाрдирдоूрд░्рдзрдиि ।
рдзрдЧрдж्рдзрдЧрдж्рдз рдЧрдЬ्рдЬ्рд╡рд▓рд▓्рд▓рд▓ाрдЯ рдкрдЯ्рдЯрдкाрд╡рдХे
рдХिрд╢ोрд░рдЪंрдж्рд░рд╢ेрдЦрд░े рд░рддिः рдк्рд░рддिрдХ्рд╖рдгं рдордоं ॥2॥
рдзрд░ा рдзрд░ेंрдж्рд░ рдиंрджिрдиी рд╡िрд▓ाрд╕ рдмंрдзुрд╡ंрдзुрд░-
рд╕्рдлुрд░рджृрдЧंрдд рд╕ंрддрддि рдк्рд░рдоोрдж рдоाрдирдоाрдирд╕े ।
рдХृрдкाрдХрдЯा рдХ्рд╖рдзाрд░рдгी рдиिрд░ुрдж्рдзрджुрд░्рдзрд░ाрдкрджि
рдХрд╡рдЪिрдж्рд╡िрдЧрдо्рдмрд░े рдордиो рд╡िрдиोрджрдоेрддु рд╡рд╕्рддुрдиि ॥3॥
рдЬрдЯा рднुрдЬं рдЧрдкिंрдЧрд▓ рд╕्рдлुрд░рдд्рдлрдгाрдордгिрдк्рд░рднा-
рдХрджंрдмрдХुंрдХुрдо рдж्рд░рд╡рдк्рд░рд▓िрдк्рдд рджिрдЧ्рд╡рдзूрдоुрдЦे ।
рдорджांрдз рд╕िंрдзु рд░рд╕्рдлुрд░рдд्рд╡рдЧुрдд्рддрд░ीрдпрдоेрджुрд░े
рдордиो рд╡िрдиोрджрдж्рднुрддं рдмिंрднрд░्рддु рднूрддрднрд░्рддрд░ि ॥4॥
рд╕рд╣рд╕्рд░ рд▓ोрдЪрди рдк्рд░рднृрдд्рдп рд╢ेрд╖рд▓ेрдЦрд╢ेрдЦрд░-
рдк्рд░рд╕ूрди рдзूрд▓िрдзोрд░рдгी рд╡िрдзूрд╕рд░ांрдШ्рд░िрдкीрдарднूः ।
рднुрдЬंрдЧрд░ाрдЬ рдоाрд▓рдпा рдиिрдмрдж्рдзрдЬाрдЯрдЬूрдЯрдХः
рд╢्рд░िрдпे рдЪिрд░ाрдп рдЬाрдпрддां рдЪрдХोрд░ рдмंрдзुрд╢ेрдЦрд░ः ॥5॥
рд▓рд▓ाрдЯ рдЪрдд्рд╡рд░рдЬ्рд╡рд▓рдж्рдзрдиंрдЬрдпрд╕्рдлुрд░िрдЧрднा-
рдиिрдкीрддрдкंрдЪрд╕ाрдпрдХं рдиिрдорди्рдиिрд▓िंрдкрдиाрдпрдо् ।
рд╕ुрдзा рдордпुрдЦ рд▓ेрдЦрдпा рд╡िрд░ाрдЬрдоाрдирд╢ेрдЦрд░ं
рдорд╣ा рдХрдкाрд▓ि рд╕ंрдкрджे рд╢िрд░ोрдЬрдпाрд▓рдорд╕्рддू рдиः ॥6॥
рдХрд░ाрд▓ рднाрд▓ рдкрдЯ्рдЯिрдХाрдзрдЧрдж्рдзрдЧрдж्рдзрдЧрдЬ्рдЬ्рд╡рд▓-
рдж्рдзрдиंрдЬрдпा рдзрд░ीрдХृрддрдк्рд░рдЪंрдбрдкंрдЪрд╕ाрдпрдХे!
рдзрд░ाрдзрд░ेंрдж्рд░ рдиंрджिрдиी рдХुрдЪाрдЧ्рд░рдЪिрдд्рд░рдкрдд्рд░рдХ-
рдк्рд░рдХрд▓्рдкрдиैрдХрд╢िрд▓्рдкिрдиि рдд्рд░िрд▓ोрдЪрдиे рдорддिрд░्рдордо ॥7॥
рдирд╡ीрди рдоेрдШ рдоंрдбрд▓ी рдиिрд░ुрдж्рдзрджुрд░्рдзрд░рд╕्рдлुрд░-
рдд्рдХुрд╣ु рдиिрд╢ीрдеिрдиीрддрдоः рдк्рд░рдмंрдзрдмंрдзुрдХंрдзрд░ः ।
рдиिрд▓िрдо्рдкрдиिрд░्рдЭрд░ि рдзрд░рд╕्рддрдиोрддु рдХृрдд्рддि рд╕िंрдзुрд░ः
рдХрд▓ाрдиिрдзाрдирдмंрдзुрд░ः рд╢्рд░िрдпं рдЬрдЧंрдж्рдзुрд░ंрдзрд░ः ॥8॥
рдк्рд░рдлुрд▓्рд▓ рдиीрд▓ рдкंрдХрдЬ рдк्рд░рдкंрдЪрдХाрд▓िрдордЪ्рдЫрдЯा-
рд╡िрдбंрдмि рдХंрдардХंрдз рд░ाрд░ुрдЪि рдк्рд░рдмंрдзрдХंрдзрд░рдо्
рд╕्рдорд░рдЪ्рдЫिрджं рдкुрд░рдЪ्рдЫिंрдж рднрд╡рдЪ्рдЫिрджं рдордЦрдЪ्рдЫिрджं
рдЧрдЬрдЪ्рдЫिрджांрдзрдХрдЪ्рдЫिрджं рддрдоंрддрдХрдЪ्рдЫिрджं рднрдЬे ॥9॥
рдЕрдЧрд░्рд╡рд╕рд░्рд╡рдоंрдЧрд▓ा рдХрд▓ाрдХрджрдо्рдмрдоंрдЬрд░ी-
рд░рд╕рдк्рд░рд╡ाрд╣ рдоाрдзुрд░ी рд╡िрдЬृंрднрдгा рдордзुрд╡्рд░рддрдо् ।
рд╕्рдорд░ांрддрдХं рдкुрд░ाрддрдХं рднाрд╡ंрддрдХं рдордЦांрддрдХं
рдЧрдЬांрддрдХांрдзрдХांрддрдХं рддрдоंрддрдХांрддрдХं рднрдЬे ॥10॥
рдЬрдпрдд्рд╡рджрдн्рд░рд╡िрдн्рд░рдо рдн्рд░рдордж्рднुрдЬंрдЧрдорд╕्рдлुрд░-
рдж्рдзрдЧрдж्рдзрдЧрдж्рд╡ि рдиिрд░्рдЧрдордд्рдХрд░ाрд▓ рднाрд▓ рд╣рд╡्рдпрд╡ाрдЯ्-
рдзिрдоिрдж्рдзिрдоिрдж्рдзिрдоि рдирди्рдоृрджंрдЧрддुंрдЧрдоंрдЧрд▓-
рдз्рд╡рдиिрдХ्рд░рдордк्рд░рд╡рд░्рддिрдд рдк्рд░рдЪрдг्рдб рддाрдг्рдбрд╡ः рд╢िрд╡ः ॥11॥
рджृрд╖рдж्рд╡िрдЪिрдд्рд░рддрд▓्рдкрдпोрд░्рднुрдЬंрдЧ рдоौрдХ्рддिрдХрдорд╕्рд░рдЬो-
рд░्рдЧрд░िрд╖्рдард░рдд्рдирд▓ोрд╖्рдЯрдпोः рд╕ुрд╣ृрдж्рд╡िрдкрдХ्рд╖рдкрдХ्рд╖рдпोः ।
рддृрдгाрд░рд╡िंрджрдЪрдХ्рд╖ुрд╖ोः рдк्рд░рдЬाрдорд╣ीрдорд╣ेрди्рдж्рд░рдпोः
рд╕рдоं рдк्рд░рд╡рд░्рддрдпрди्рдордиः рдХрджा рд╕рджाрд╢िрд╡ं рднрдЬे ॥12॥
рдХрджा рдиिрд▓िंрдкрдиिрд░्рдЭрд░ी рдиिрдХुрдЬрдХोрдЯрд░े рд╡рд╕рди्
рд╡िрдоुрдХ्рддрджुрд░्рдорддिः рд╕рджा рд╢िрд░ःрд╕्рдердоंрдЬрд▓िं рд╡рд╣рди्।
рд╡िрдоुрдХ्рддрд▓ोрд▓рд▓ोрдЪрдиो рд▓рд▓ाрдорднाрд▓рд▓рдЧ्рдирдХः
рд╢िрд╡ेрддि рдоंрдд्рд░рдоुрдЪ्рдЪрд░рди्рдХрджा рд╕ुрдЦी рднрд╡ाрдо्рдпрд╣рдо्॥13॥
рдиिрд▓िрдо्рдк рдиाрдердиाрдЧрд░ी рдХрджрдо्рдм рдоौрд▓рдорд▓्рд▓िрдХा-
рдиिрдЧुрдо्рдлрдиिрд░्рднрдХ्рд╖рд░рди्рдо рдзूрд╖्рдгिрдХाрдордиोрд╣рд░ः ।
рддрдиोрддु рдиो рдордиोрдоुрджं рд╡िрдиोрджिрдиींрдорд╣рдиिрд╢ं
рдкрд░िрд╢्рд░рдп рдкрд░ं рдкрджं рддрджंрдЧрдЬрдд्рд╡िрд╖ां рдЪрдпः ॥14॥
рдк्рд░рдЪрдг्рдб рд╡ाрдбрд╡ाрдирд▓ рдк्рд░рднाрд╢ुрднрдк्рд░рдЪाрд░рдгी
рдорд╣ाрд╖्рдЯрд╕िрдж्рдзिрдХाрдоिрдиी рдЬрдиाрд╡рд╣ूрдд рдЬрд▓्рдкрдиा ।
рд╡िрдоुрдХ्рдд рд╡ाрдо рд▓ोрдЪрдиो рд╡िрд╡ाрд╣рдХाрд▓िрдХрдз्рд╡рдиिः
рд╢िрд╡ेрддि рдорди्рдд्рд░рднूрд╖рдЧो рдЬрдЧрдЬ्рдЬрдпाрдп рдЬाрдпрддाрдо् ॥15॥
рдЗрдоं рд╣ि рдиिрдд्рдпрдоेрд╡ рдоुрдХ्рддрдоुрдХ्рддрдоोрдд्рддрдо рд╕्рддрд╡ं
рдкрдарди्рд╕्рдорд░рди् рдм्рд░ुрд╡рди्рдирд░ो рд╡िрд╢ुрдж्рдзрдоेрддि рд╕ंрддрддрдо्।
рд╣рд░े рдЧुрд░ौ рд╕ुрднрдХ्рддिрдоाрд╢ु рдпाрддि рдиांрдпрдеा рдЧрддिं
рд╡िрдоोрд╣рдиं рд╣ि рджेрд╣рдиा рддु рд╢ंрдХрд░рд╕्рдп рдЪिंрддрдирдо ॥16॥
рдкूрдЬाрд╜рд╡рд╕ाрдирд╕рдордпे рджрд╢рд╡рдХ्рд░рдд्рд░рдЧीрддं
рдпः рд╢рдо्рднूрдкूрдЬрдирдоिрджं рдкрдарддि рдк्рд░рджोрд╖े ।
рддрд╕्рдп рд╕्рдеिрд░ां рд░рдердЧрдЬेंрдж्рд░рддुрд░ंрдЧрдпुрдХ्рддां
рд▓рдХ्рд╖्рдоी рд╕рджैрд╡ рд╕ुрдоुрдЦीं рдк्рд░рджрджाрддि рд╢рдо्рднुः ॥17॥
☆ Shiva Tandava Stotram
The Shiva Tandava Stotram was written by Ravana, the asura King and devotee of Shiva.
origin of Shiva Tandava Stotram
Ravana was a fierce devotee of Shiva and there are many stories about them. A devotee shouldn’t become great, but he was a great devotee. He came to Kailash all the way from down south – I want you to just imagine walking all the way – and began to sing Shiva’s praises. He had a drum which he used to set the beat and composed 1008 verses extempore, which is called the Shiva Tandava Stotram.
Shiva was so pleased and enamoured listening to this music. As he sang, slowly, Ravana started climbing Kailash from its Southern Face. When Ravana was almost on top, and with Shiva still engrossed in this music, Parvati saw this man climbing up.
There is space only for two people on top ! So Parvati tried to bring Shiva out of his musical rapture. She said, “This man is coming all the way up!” But Shiva was too engrossed in the music and poetry. Then finally, Parvati managed to bring him out of being enthralled, and when Ravana reached the peak, Shiva just pushed him off with his feet. Ravana went sliding down the South Face of Kailash. They say his drum was dragging behind him as he slid down and it left a furrow on the mountain all the way down. If you look at the South Face, you will see a wedge-like scar in the center going straight down.
It is a little inappropriate to distinguish or to discriminate between one face of Kailash and the other, but the South Face is dear to us because Agastya Muni merged into the South Face, a beautiful face!
☆ Shiva Tandava Stotram – English Lyrics and Meaning :-
Jatatavigalajjala pravahapavitasthale
Galeavalambya lambitam bhujangatungamalikam
Damad damad damaddama ninadavadamarvayam
Chakara chandtandavam tanotu nah shivah shivam
☆ With his neck consecrated by the flow of water that flows from his hair and on his neck a snake, which is hung like a garland and the Damaru drum that emits the sound “Damat Damat Damat Damat”,
Lord Shiva did the auspicious dance of Tandava. May he give prosperity to all of us.
Jata kata hasambhrama bhramanilimpanirjhari
Vilolavichivalarai virajamanamurdhani
Dhagadhagadhagajjva lalalata pattapavake
Kishora chandrashekhare ratih pratikshanam mama
☆ I have a deep interest in Shiva whose head is glorified by the rows of moving waves of the celestial Ganga river, which stir in the deep well of his hair in tangled locks.
Who has the brilliant fire burning on the surface of his forehead and who has the crescent moon as a jewel on his head.
Dharadharendrana ndinivilasabandhubandhura
Sphuradigantasantati pramodamanamanase
Krupakatakshadhorani nirudhadurdharapadi
Kvachidigambare manovinodametuvastuni
☆ May my mind seek happiness in Lord Shiva,
in whose mind all the living beings of the glorious universe exist,
who is the companion of Parvati (daughter of the mountain king),
who controls unsurpassed adversity with his compassionate gaze, Which is all - pervading, and who wears the Heavens as his raiment.
Jata bhujan gapingala sphuratphanamaniprabha
Kadambakunkuma dravapralipta digvadhumukhe
Madandha sindhu rasphuratvagutariyamedure
Mano vinodamadbhutam bibhartu bhutabhartari
☆ May I find wonderful pleasure in Lord Shiva, who is the advocate of all life, with his creeping snake with its reddish brown hood and the shine of its gem on it, spreading variegated colors on the beautiful faces of the Goddesses of the Directions, which is covered by a shimmering shawl made from the skin of a huge, inebriated elephant.
Sahasra lochana prabhritya sheshalekhashekhara
Prasuna dhulidhorani vidhusaranghripithabhuh
Bhujangaraja malaya nibaddhajatajutaka
Shriyai chiraya jayatam chakora bandhushekharah
☆ May Lord Shiva give us prosperity, who has the Moon as a crown, whose hair is bound by the red snake - garland, whose footrest is darkened by the flow of dust from flowers which fall from the heads of all the gods – Indra, Vishnu and others.
Lalata chatvarajvaladhanajnjayasphulingabha
nipitapajnchasayakam namannilimpanayakam
Sudha mayukha lekhaya virajamanashekharam
Maha kapali sampade shirojatalamastunah
☆ May we obtain the riches of the Siddhis from the tangled strands Shiva’s hair, who devoured the God of Love with the sparks of the fire that burns on his forehead,
which is revered by all the heavenly leaders,
which is beautiful with a crescent moon.
Karala bhala pattikadhagaddhagaddhagajjvala
Ddhanajnjaya hutikruta prachandapajnchasayake
Dharadharendra nandini kuchagrachitrapatraka
Prakalpanaikashilpini trilochane ratirmama
☆ My interest is in Lord Shiva, who has three eyes, who offered the powerful God of Love to fire.
The terrible surface of his forehead burns with the sound “Dhagad, Dhaga”
He is the only artist expert in tracing decorative lines on the tips of the breasts of Parvati, the daughter of the mountain king.
navina megha mandali niruddhadurdharasphurat
Kuhu nishithinitamah prabandhabaddhakandharah
nilimpanirjhari dharastanotu krutti sindhurah
Kalanidhanabandhurah shriyam jagaddhurandharah
☆ May Lord Shiva give us prosperity, the one who bears the weight of this universe, who is enchanting with the moon, who has the celestial river Ganga
Whose neck is dark as midnight on a new moon night, covered in layers of clouds.
Praphulla nila pankaja prapajnchakalimchatha
Vdambi kanthakandali raruchi prabaddhakandharam
Smarachchidam purachchhidam bhavachchidam makhachchidam
Gajachchidandhakachidam tamamtakachchidam bhaje
☆ I pray to Lord Shiva, whose neck is bound with the brightness of the temples, hanging with the glory of fully bloomed blue lotus flowers, which look like the blackness of the universe.
Who is the slayer of Manmatha, who destroyed the Tripura,
Who destroyed the bonds of worldly life, who destroyed the sacrifice,
Who destroyed the demon Andhaka, who is the destroyer of the elephants,
And who has overwhelmed the God of death, Yama.
Akharvagarvasarvamangala kalakadambamajnjari
Rasapravaha madhuri vijrumbhana madhuvratam
Smarantakam purantakam bhavantakam makhantakam
Gajantakandhakantakam tamantakantakam bhaje
☆ I pray to Lord Siva, who has bees flying all around because of the sweet
scent of honey coming from the beautiful bouquet of auspicious Kadamba flowers,
Who is the slayer of Manmatha, who destroyed the Tripura,
Who destroyed the bonds of worldly life, who destroyed the sacrifice,
who destroyed the demon Andhaka, who is the destroyer of the elephants,
And who has overwhelmed the God of death, Yama.
Jayatvadabhravibhrama bhramadbhujangamasafur
Dhigdhigdhi nirgamatkarala bhaal havyavat
Dhimiddhimiddhimidhva nanmrudangatungamangala
Dhvanikramapravartita prachanda tandavah shivah
☆ Shiva, whose dance of Tandava is in tune with the series of loud
sounds of drum making the sound “Dhimid Dhimid”,
who has fire on his great forehead, the fire that is spreading out because of the breath of the snake, wandering in whirling motions in the glorious sky.
Drushadvichitratalpayor bhujanga mauktikasrajor
Garishtharatnaloshthayoh suhrudvipakshapakshayoh
Trushnaravindachakshushoh prajamahimahendrayoh
Sama pravartayanmanah kada sadashivam bhaje
☆ When will I be able to worship Lord Sadashiva, the eternally auspicious God, with equanimous vision towards people or emperors,
Towards a blade of grass and a lotus, towards friends and enemies,
towards the most precious gem and a lump of dirt, towards a snake or a garland and towards the varied forms of the world?
Kada nilimpanirjhari nikujnjakotare vasanh
Vimuktadurmatih sada shirah sthamajnjalim vahanh
Vimuktalolalochano lalamabhalalagnakah
Shiveti mantramuchcharan sada sukhi bhavamyaham
☆ When I can be happy, living in a cave near the celestial river Ganga,
bringing my hands clasped on my head all the time, with my impure thoughts washed away, uttering the mantra of Shiva, devoted to the God with a glorious forehead and with vibrant eyes?
Imam hi nityameva muktamuttamottamam stavam
Pathansmaran bruvannaro vishuddhimeti santatam
Hare gurau subhaktimashu yati nanyatha gatim
Vimohanam hi dehinam sushankarasya chintanam
☆ Anyone who reads, remembers and recites this stotra as stated here,
is purified forever, obtains devotion in the great Guru Shiva. For this devotion, there is no other way or refuge. Just the mere thought of Shiva removes the delusion.
Wishing everyone a very happy Shivratri. May Lord Shiva bless his bounties and powers to you!
Neelam Singh
#Tandavaneelamsingh
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