Friday, 15 April 2011
Chalisa in English
Glory , all glory to you, O Primordial Power, worshipped in every age. Devotion to you is now a universal phenomenon. Without a beginning a middle and as you are, your movements and activities are mysterious and incomprehensible.
Selfless and unblemished regard shown to you pleases you most; a trifling faith in you is enough to satisfy you. Although you are bright as fire and visible, you are called Santoshi in this Kali age.
To you we owe the arts, knowledge, strength and learning for there is no foster-mother as simple and comforting as you; and to you owes everything, moving and unmoving, its existence; but you are a big terror to ghosts, fiends and Death’s messengers.
While you kill and destroy the wicked, you sustain and uphold the universe. As Saraswati, Lakshmi and Kali you are a mysterious and unique reservoir of immeasurable power.
Whosoever seeks your protection, finds all his desires fulfilled. You are the virgin mother of Ganesha and it is you who made the earth a supremely favoured place.
O Mother, you are the daughter of Riddhi and Siddhi, the two most munificent bestowers of propitious boons and embody the triple wisdom of Brahma, Vishnu and Mahesha.
On your head is a beautiful golden coronet studded with a cluster of splendid jewels; your soft, tender face possesses the beauty of mingled sweetness and charm aided by a beautiful wreath of flowers and a lock of black hair.
Your young divine body decked out with ornaments, looks elegant in its red ochre as does the wreath of your beautiful garments which bewitch the minds of all who behold them.
Bow to the four-armed goddess who holds a lotus and a conch-shell in tow of her hands. In front of her is a flagon filled with nectar and beside her the much coveted cow of plenty.
Before you is kept a golden pitcher for blessing the devotees with good fortune. O Mother, age does not wither him nor Death kill the person whom you bless with disinterested love and devotion.
I bow to you again and again, O deliverer of the world and entreat you to be so good a mother as to relieve me of my penury and misery. Fridays are all favorable to you for the observance of Santoshi’s Vrata-the vow kept in honor of you; it is the root of all blessings.
Let the devotee worship the Mother in as many ways as possible and listen to the story of her miraculous acts; let him offer her jaggery and non-fried gram and forgo one meal.
He should be particularly careful not to offer nor taste anything sour. Failure to observe this rule so enrages the Mother that she, in her fury, destroys the family of the transgressor.
Continuously for sixteen Fridays should the vrata be observed and with great pomp and ceremony must it close. If these instructions are followed, every desire of the devotee will be fulfilled without delay.
Endowed with miraculous powers, the wonderful goddess relieves her votaries of their anxieties and sufferings in trice. Whosoever is blessed by the compassionate mother becomes invincible.
She doles out wealth, knowledge, happiness and peace to her supplicants for she is the harbinger of a new awakening in this age. I am convinced that there is nine in the three spheres comparable to her in might and compassion.
A poor helpless housewife, bereaved of her husband was extremely distraught and was so unlucky that she has a coconut shell from which she drank water and eased her hunger by eating bread made of husks and chaff. When she observed the vow consecrated to Santoshi, she was blessed with prosperity and her husband was restored to her.
O Mother, you are the gracious donor of the eight accomplishments and nine treasures; I supplicate you to relieve me of my worries and sufferings. He who observes fast enjoys both wealth and happiness.
Your glory, which permeates all space, beggars description. Maidens if chaste and devoted to you, get husbands of their choice and married women if faithful and virtuous receive the boon of lasting coverture.
Consider it a indubitable truth that devotion to Santoshi leads to the fulfillment of all desires and yields happiness, prosperity and a large family. He who repeats this hymn a hundred and twenty-five times is relieved of all his afflictions and is blessed with great felicity and riches.
Chalisa Santoshi Mata
Chalisa
Santoshi Mata
Jai yug-yug ki Adi shakti, jag men prachalit hai nav bhakti
Adi, madhya aur avasana, teri gati vidhi koi na jana
Nirmal shradha men khush hoti, thode men santusht ho jati
Kali men nam dharyo Santoshi, agni tulya pratyaksha-vishekhi
Kala, gyan, bal, vidya, datri,tum sam saral sukhadan hindhatri
Sakal charachar tum se chalte, bhut-pret yamdut sinharte
Dushta dalan sanhar karni,Mata tum Brahmanda dharini
Sarasvati Lakshmi aur Kali,amit shakti ki khan nirali
Tumhare sharan gahe jo koi,mano kamana purna hoi
Tum Ganesh ki man kanya,tumse dharti ho gai dhanya
Riddhi, siddhi, hai tumhari mata,mangalmai vardana ke data
Brahma, Vishnu, Mahesh, Trimaya, us ka bat tujh men hai samaya
Sir par kanchan mukut suhata,sundar ratna sa muh dikhata
Madhur-manohar mukhda komal,pushpamal aur shyamal kuntal
Alankar sohit hain ang mein,navya divya tan meru rang mein
Sundar vastra mein mala rakhti,darshak ke man vash mein karti
Ga trilakh da dhare do hatha chatur bhuji ko tekahu matha
Sanmukh amritbhari surahi,sath kamdhenu manchahi
Svarna kalash rahta hai age,bhakton ke saubhag ya ham jage
Tumhare bhaktibhav jo pave,ajar amar jag mein ho jave
Namo namo, jagtaran hari,dukh daridra taro mahtari
Shukravar din ati anukula,Santoshi vrata mangalmula
Bahuvidhi mat ki puja kar,Santoshi kl katha shravan kar
Gud aur chana prasad chadhave, nirhar ek jun manave
Savadhan us din yah rakkhe, bhul se khatta deve na chakhe
Nahin to matu kupitu ho jati,bansh sahit santan nasati
Shukravar solah vrat rakhe,udya pan-utsah se manave
Phir to ichchha puran hoi,matu kripa se der na hoi
Adbhut devi chamatkarini,pal men chinta pidha harini
Ja par kripa matu ki hoi,jit sake na usko koi
Dhanvivek sukhshanti pradayini,is yug ki navpran vidhayini
Tum sam devi kou nahin, dekh liya mein Tribhuvan mahin
Dukh ati pai bahu bichari,pati viyog ki vah dukhyari
Nariyal-khopar pikar pani, bhus ki roti khai abhagini
Santoshi ka vrat jo kinhin,pati sahit vaibhav pa linha
Pida, chinta katahu marta, ashtsiddhi navanidhi ki data
Santoshi upvas kare jo, sukh sampati ka bhog kare vo
Vahan vahan sab thaur samai,tumhari mahima kahi na jai
Man vanchhit var pavai kvari, paye suhag sadhva sannari
Sukh dhan jan sab manokamna, purna hogi satya janana
Path sava sau karai jo koi,mitai kasht sukh-sampati hoi.
Navagraha Chalisa
Shri Ganpati gurupad kamal prem sahit shri nay
Navgarh chalisa kahat sharad hou sahay
Pratnmahin Ravi kahaun navaun-matha
Karhu kripa jan jani anatha
He Aditya Divakar Bhanti
Main mati mand maha agyanti
Ab nij jan kahaun harhu kalesha
Dinkar dvadash rup dinesha
Namo Bhaskar Surya prabhakar
Ark mitra adh aodh chhmakar
Shashi mayank Rajanipati svami
Chandr kalanidhi namo namami
Rakapati Himanshu rakesha
Pranvat jain nij harhu kalesha
Som indu vidhu shanti sudhakar
Shit rashi aoushdhi nishakar
Tumhin shobhit bhal Mahesha
sharam sharam janharhu kalsha
jai jai jai mangal sukhadata
lohit bhoumadik vikhyata
angarak karhu ruj ranhari
daya karhu yahi vinay hanmari
He mahisut chhaitsut sukhasi
johitang jag jan adhnasi
agam amangal men her lije
sakaal manorth puran kije
Jai shashinandan budhs maharaja
karhu sakal jan ke shubh kaja
dije buhdi sumati bal gyana
kathin kasht hari kari kalayana
he tarasut rihini nandan
chandra suvan dukh duri nikandan
Pujhu aas das kahun svami
Panat pal prabhu namo namami
Jayanti jayanti jai shri guru deva
Karun sada tumhari prrbhu seva
devacharya dev guru gyani
Indra puroit vidhya dani
vaschapati vagis udara
he prabhu brahapati nam tumhara
vidhya sindhu angira nama
karhu sakal vidi puran kama
Shukadev tav pad jai jata
Das nirantar dhyan lagata
He ushana bharagav bhrugunandan
daitya purohit dusht nikandan
bhrugukal bhuhan dushan hari
harhu nesht garh karhu sukhari
tuhi pandit joshi dvijraja
tumhare rahat sahat sub kaja
Jai shri shani dev ravi nandan
Jai krishane souri jagvandan
Pingal mand roundra yam nama
vadhru aadi konasthallama
Bakra dhrashti pippal tan saja
chhan mahun karat rank ko raja
latat swarn pad karat nihala
karhu vijay chhaye ke lala
Jai jai rahu gagan pravisaiya
tumhi chandraditya grasaiya
ravi shashi ari savahanu thara
shikhi adi bahu nam tumhare
saihinkey nishacher raja
ardhakay tum rakhahu laja
yadi garh samy a pap khun abahu
sada shanti rahi sukh upjavahu
Jai jai ketu kathin dukhhari
nij jan hetu sumangalkari
dviyut rund rup vikrala
ghor round tan adh man kala
shiki tarika hgath balvana
maha pratab na tej thikana
van min maha shubhkari
dijai shanti daya ur dhari
tirathaj prayag supasa
basai Ramke sundar dasa
kakra gramhin 'pure-tiwari'
durvasasvan jan dukh hari
nav-garh shanti likhyi sutu
jan tan kasht utaran setu
jo nit path kai chit lavai
sub sukh bhogi param pad pavai
Kali Maa Chalisa
Jaykaali Kalimalaharan, Mahima Agam Apaar,
Mahish Mardini Kaalika, Dehu Abhay Apaar.
Ari Mad Maan Mitaavan Haari, Mundamaal Gal Sohat Pyaari.
Ashtabhuji Sukhdaayak Maata, Dushtdalan Jag Me Vikhyaata.
Bhaal Vishaal Mukut Chhavi Chhajei, Kar Me Shish Shatru Ka Saajei.
Dooje Haath Liye Madhu Pyaala, Haath Tiisare Sohat Bhaala.
Chauthe Khappar Khadag Kar Paanche, Chhathe Trishul Shatru Bal Jaanche.
Saptam Kar Damakat Asi Pyaari, Shobha Adbhut Maat Tumhaari.
Ashtam Kar Bhaktan Var Data, Jag Manharan Roop Ye Maata.
Bhaktan Me Anurakt Bhavaani, Nishdin Rate Rishi-Muni Gyaani.
Mahaashakti Ati Prabal Punita, Tu Hi Kaali Tu Hi Sita.
Patit Taarini He Jag Paalak, Kalyaani Paapi Kul Ghaalak.
Shesh Suresh Na Paavat Paara, Gauri Roop Dharyo Ek Baara.
Tum Samaan Daata Nahi Dooja, Vidhivat Kare Bhaktajan Pooja.
Roop Bhayankar Jab Tum Dhaara, Dushtadalan Kinhehu Sanhaara.
Naam Anekan Maat Tumhaare, Bhaktajano Ke Sankat Taare.
Kali Ke Kasht Kaleshan Harani, Bhav Bhay Mochan Mangal Karani.
Mahima Agam Ved Yash Gaavei, Naarad Shaarad Paar Na Paavei.
Bhoo Par Bhaar Badhyau Jab Bhaari, Tab Tab Tum Prakati Mahtaari.
Aadi Anaadi Abhay Varadaata, Vishvavidit Bhav Sankat Traata.
Kusamay Naam Tumhaarau Linha, Usako Sada Abhay Var Dinha.
Dhyaan Dhare Shruti Shesh Suresha, Kaal Roop Lakhi Tumaro Bhesha.
Kaluaa Bhairo Sang Tumhaare, Ari Hit Roop Bhayaanak Dhaare.
Sevak Laangur Rahat Agaari, Chauisath Jogan Agyaakaari.
Treta Mein Raghuvar Hit Aai, Dashkandhar Ki Sain Nasaai.
Khela Ran Ka Khel Niraala, Bhara Maans-Majja Se Pyaala.
Raudra Roop Lakhi Daanav Bhaage, Kiyau Gavan Bhavan Nij Tyaage.
Tab Esau Taamas Chadh Aayo, Svajan Vijan Ko Bhed Bhulaayo.
Ye Baalak Lakhi Shankar Aaye, Raah Rok Charanan Me Dhaaye.
Tab Mukh Jibh Nikar Jo Aai, Yahi Roop Prachalit Hai Maai.
Baadhyo Mahishaasur Mad Bhaari, Pidit Kiye Sakal Nar-Naari.
Karun Pukaar Suni Bhaktan Ki, Peer Mitaavan Hit Jan-Jan Ki.
Tab Pragati Nij Sain Sameta, Naam Pada Maa Mahish Vijeta.
Shumbh Nishumbh Hane Chhan Maahi, Tum Sam Jag Doosar Kou Naahi.
Maan Mathanhaari Khal Dal Ke, Sada Sahaayak Bhakt Vikal Ke.
Deen Vihin Karei Nit Seva, Paavei Manvaanchhit Phal Meva.
Sankat Me Jo Sumiran Karahi, Unake Kasht Maaatu Tum Harahi.
Prem Sahit Jo Kirati Gaavei, Bhav Bandhan So Mukti Paavei.
Kaali Chaalisa Jo Padhahi, Svarglok Binu Bandhan Chadhahi.
Daya Drishti Herau Jagadamba, Kehi Kaaran Maa Kiyau Vilamba.
Karahu Maatu Bhaktan Rakhvaali, Jayati Jayati Kaali Kankaali.
Sevak Deen Anaath Anaari, Bhaktibhaav Yuti Sharan Tumhaari.
Durga Kavach
Atha DevyaaH Kavacham.h
AUM Asya Shrii Chandii Kavachasya
Brahmaa R^ishhiH AnushhTup.h ChhandaH Chaamundaa Devataa
Angaanyaa Soktamaataro Biijam.h Digbandha Devataa Stattvam.h
Shri Jagadamba aPriityarthe Saptashatii PaathaaN^ Gatvena Jape Viniyogah
AUM Namash Chandikaayai
Maarkandeya Uvaacha
AUM Yadh_goohyaM Paramam Loke Sarva Rakshaakaram NR^iNaam.h
Yaanna Kasya_chidaa_khyaatam Tanme Bruuhi Pitaamaha
Durga Chalisa in Hindi
Namo Namo Durge Sukh Karni
Namo Namo Ambe Dukh Harni
Nirankar Hai Jyoti Tumhari
Tihu Lok Faili Ujiyari
Shashi Lalat Mukh Mahavishala
Netra Lal Brukuti Vikrala
Roop Matu Ko Adhik Suhavey
Darash Karat Jan Ati Sukhpavay
Tum Sansar Shakti Lay Kina
Paalan Hetu An Dhan Dina
Annpoorna Hui Jag Paala
Tum Hi Aadi Sundari Bala
Pralaykaal Sab Naashan Haari
Tum Gauri Shiv Shankar Pyari
Shiv Yogi Tumharey Gun Gavey
Brahma Vishnu Tumhe Nit Dhyavey
Roop Saraswati Ko Tum Dhaara
De Subuddhi Rishi Muni Ubaara
Dhara Roop Narsinha Ko Amba
Pargat Bhayee Phad Kar Khamba
Raksha Kar Prahlad Bachayo
Hirnakush Ko Swarg Pathayo
Lakshmi Roop Dharo Jag Mahi
Shri Narayan Ang Samahi
Shirsindhu Mein Karat Vilaasa
Dayasindhu Deejay Man Aasa
Hinglaaj Mein Tumhi Bhavani
Mahima Amit Na Jaat Bakhani
Maatangi Dhumavati Mata
Bhunvenshwari Bagla Sukh Daata
Shri Bhairav Tara Jag Taarini
Shin Bhaal Bhav Dukh Nivarini
Kehar Vaahan Soh Bhavani
Laangur Veer Chalat Agvaani
Kar Mein Khappar Khadag Virajey
Jaako Dekh Kaal Dar Bhaajey
Sohay Astra Aur Trishula
Jaatey Uthat Shatru Hiya Shoola
Nagarkot Mein Tumhi Birajat
Tihu Lok Mein Danka Baajat
Shumbh Nishumbh Daanav Tum Maarey
Rakt Beej Shankhan Sanhaarey
Mahishasur Narp Ati Abhimaani
Jehi Ag Bhaar Mahi Akulani
Roop Karaal Kali Ko Dhaara
Sen Sahit Tum Tihi Sanhaara
Pari Bheed Santan Par Jab Jab
Bhayee Sahay Maatu Tum Tab Tab
Amar Puri Auron Sab Loka
Tab Mahima Sab Rahey Ashoka
Jwaala Mein Hai Jyoti Tumhari
Tumhe Sada Pujey Nar Nari
Prem Bhakti Se Jo Jas Gaavey
Dukh Daaridra Nikat Nahi Aavey
Dhyavey Tumhe Jo Nar Man Laai
Janam Maran Taako Chuti Jaai
Jogi Sur-Muni Kahat Pukari
Yog Na Ho Bin Shakti Tumhari
Shankar Aacharaj Tap Kino
Kaam Aro Krodh Jiti Sab Lino
Nishdin Dhyan Dharo Shankar Ko
Kaahu Kaal Nahi Sumiro Tumko
Shakti Roop Ko Maram Na Paayo
Shakti Gayee Tab Man Pachtaayo
Sharnagat Hui Kirti Bakhaani
Jai Jai Jai Jagdamb Bhavani
Bhayi Prasan Aadi Jagdamba
Dai Shakti Nahi Kin Vilamba
Moko Maatu Kasht Ati Gero
Tum Bin Kaun Harey Dukh Mero
Aasha Trishna Nipat Satavey
Ripu Murakh Mohi Ati Dar Paavey
Shatru Naash Keejay Maharani
Sumiro Ikchit Tumhe Bhavani
Karo Kripa Hey Maatu Dayala
Ridhi Sidhi Dey Karahu Nihala
Jab Lagi Jiyo Dayafal Paau
Tumharo Jas May Sada Sunau
Durga Chalisa Jo Koi Gaavey
Sab Sukh Bhog Param Pad Paavey
Devidas Sharan Nij Jaani
Karahu Kripa Jagdamb Bhavani
Durga Chalisa in English
I bow to You O Goddess Durga, the bestower of happiness!
I bow to You O Goddess Amba, who Ends all miseries.
The radiance of your light is limitless and all pervading and all the three realms (Earth, Heaven And the Nether World) are enlightened by Thee.
Your face is like the moon and mouth very huge. Your eyes shine with a red glow and You have a Frightening frown.
O Mother! Your look is enchanting, the very sight of which ensures welfare of the devout.
All the powers of the World repose in Thee and it is You who provide food and wealth for the World's survival.
Like the feeding Mother Annapoorna, You nurture the whole universe and You are the one Who appear like the timeless Bala Sundari (young girl of extreme beauty).
At the time of dissolution, it is You, O Mother, who destroys everything. You are the beloved Consort of Lord Shiva, Gauri (Parvati).
Lord Shiva and all yogis always chant your praise Brahma, Vishnu and all other Gods ever meditate on You.
You appear in the form of Goddess Saraswati too, to grant wisdom to the sages and thus ensure their Welfare.
O Mother Amba! It was You who appeared in the form of Narsimha, sundering the pillar.
Thus You saved Prahlad and Hiranyakashyap also went to Heaven as he was killed by your Hands.
In the form of Goddess Lakshmi, O Mother, you appear in this world and repose by the side of Shree Narayan.
Dwelling in the ocean of milk, O Goddess, with Lord Vishnu, please fulfill my desires.
O Bhavani, the famous Goddess of Hingalaja is no one else but You Yourself. Illimitable is your Glory, defying description.
You are yourself Matangi and Dhoomavati Mata. It is You who appear as Bhuvaneshwari and Bagalamukhi Devi to bestow happiness to all.
It is You who redeem the wolrd, appearing in the form of Shree Bhairavi, Taradevi and Chhinnamasta Devi, and end its sorrows.
Reposing gracefully uopn your vehicle, O Goddess Bhavani, You are welcome by the brave Langour (Lord Hanuman).
When You appear in the form of Goddess Kali, with sword in one hand and a cupel in the other, Even Time flees in panic.
Beholding You, well armed, with a Trident in your hand, the enemy's heart aches with the sting Of fear.
You also repose in the form of Devi at Nagarkot in Kangara. Thus all the three realms shudder in the might of your glory.
You slayed the demons like Shumbh & Nishumb and massacred the thousand forms of the dreaded Demon Raktabeej.
When the earth was severely distressed bearing the load of the sins of the arrogant Mahishasur.
You assumed the dreadful form of Goddess Kali and massacred him along with his army.
Thus, whenever the noble saints were distressed, it is You O Mother, who came to their rescue.
All the realms including the Amarpuri (divine realm) remain sorrow-less and happy by Your Grace. O Goddess!
It is the symbol of Your glory that is burning brightly at Shree JwalaJi. All me and women Ever worship You, O Mother!
He who sings Your glory with devotion, love, and sincerity remains beyond the reach of grief And poverty.
He who meditates upon Your form with concentration goes beyond the cycle of births and deaths.
All the yogis, gods and sages openly declare that without your favour one can't establish communion with God.
Shankaracharya had performed once a special penance called Aacharaj and by virtue of which he had subdued his anger and desire.
He ever worshipped Lord Shankar and never for a moment concentrated his mind on You.
Since He did not realise your immense glory, all His powers waned and then He repented hitherto.
Then He sought refuge in You, chanted Your glory and 'victory, victory, victory to Thee, O Jagadamba Bhavani'.
Then, O Primal Goddess Jagadamba Ji, You were propitiated and in no time You bestowed Him with his lost powers.
O Mother! Severe afflictions distress me and no one except Your Honoured Self can provide relief please end my afflictions.
Hopes and longings ever torture me. All sorts of passions and lust ever torment my heart.
O Goddess Bhavani! I meditate only upon you Please kill my enemies O Queen!
O Merciful Mother! Show me your favour and make me feel happy by bestowing me with all sorts of riches and powers.
O Mother! May I be receptable of Your grace as long as I live, ever recounting the feats of Your Glory to all.
This way, whoever sings this Durga Chalisa shall ever enjoy all sorts of pleasures and shall attain the highest state in the end.
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