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Aigiri Nandini - Mahishasura Mardini Stotram

अयि गिरिनन्दिनि नन्दितमोदिनि विश्वविनोदिनि नन्दिनुते
गिरिवरविन्ध्यशिरोऽधिनिवासिनी विष्णुविलासिनी जिष्णुनुते
भगवति हे शितिकण्ठकुटुम्बिनि भूरिकुटुम्बिनि भूरिकृते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

सुरवर वर्षिणि दुर्धर धर्षिणि दुर्मुख मर्षिणि हर्षरते
त्रिभुवनपोषिणि शङ्करतोषिणि किल्बिष मोषिणि घोषरते
दनुजनिरोषिणि दितिसुतरोषिणि दुर्मदशोषिणि सिन्धुसुते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि जगदम्ब मदम्ब कदम्ब वनप्रिय वासिनि हासरते
शिखरि शिरोमणि तुङ्गहिमालय शृङ्गनिजालय मध्यगते
मधुमधुरे मधुकैटभ गञ्जिनि कैटभ भञ्जिनि रासरते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि शतखण्ड विखण्डित रुण्ड वितुण्डित शुंड गजाधिपते
रिपुगजगण्ड विदारणचण्ड पराक्रमशुण्ड मृगाधिपते
निजभुजदण्ड निपातितखण्ड विपातितमुण्ड भटाधिपते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि रणदुर्मद शत्रुवधोदित दुर्धरनिर्जर शक्तिभृते
चतुरविचार धुरीणमहाशिव दूतकृत प्रमथाधिपते
दुरितदुरीह दुराशयदुर्मति दानवदूत कृतान्तमते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि शरणागत वैरिवधुवर वीरवराभय दायकरे
त्रिभुवनमस्तक शुलविरोधि शिरोऽधिकृतामल शूलकरे
दुमिदुमितामर धुन्दुभिनाद महोमुखरीकृत दिङ्मकरे
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि निजहुङ्कृति मात्रनिराकृत धूम्रविलोचन धूम्रशते
समरविशोषित शोणितबीज समुद्भव शोणित बीजलते
शिवशिवशुम्भ निशुम्भमहाहव तर्पितभूत पिशाचरते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

धनुरनुषङ्ग रणक्षणसङ्ग परिस्फुरदङ्ग नटत्कटके
कनकपिशङ्ग पृषत्कनिषङ्ग रसद्भटशृङ्ग हतावटुके
कृतचतुरङ्ग बलक्षितिरङ्ग घटद्बहुरङ्ग रटद्बटुके
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

जय जय जप्य जयेजयशब्द परस्तुति तत्परविश्वनुते
झणझणझिञ्झिमि झिङ्कृत नूपुर शिञ्जितमोहित भूतपते
नटित नटार्ध नटी नट नायक नाटितनाट्य सुगानरते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि सुमनःसुमनःसुमनः सुमनःसुमनोहरकान्तियुते
श्रितरजनी रजनीरजनी रजनीरजनी करवक्त्रवृते
सुनयनविभ्रमर भ्रमरभ्रमर भ्रमरभ्रमराधिपते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

सहितमहाहव मल्लमतल्लिक मल्लितरल्लक मल्लरते
विरचितवल्लिक पल्लिकमल्लिक झिल्लिकभिल्लिक वर्गवृते
शितकृतफुल्ल समुल्लसितारुण तल्लजपल्लव सल्ललिते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अविरलगण्ड गलन्मदमेदुर मत्तमतङ्ग जराजपते
त्रिभुवनभूषण भूतकलानिधि रूपपयोनिधि राजसुते
अयि सुदतीजन लालसमानस मोहन मन्मथराजसुते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

कमलदलामल कोमलकान्ति कलाकलितामल भाललते
सकलविलास कलानिलयक्रम केलिचलत्कल हंसकुले
अलिकुलसङ्कुल कुवलयमण्डल मौलिमिलद्बकुलालिकुले
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

करमुरलीरव वीजितकूजित लज्जितकोकिल मञ्जुमते
मिलितपुलिन्द मनोहरगुञ्जित रञ्जितशैल निकुञ्जगते
निजगुणभूत महाशबरीगण सद्गुणसम्भृत केलितले
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

कटितटपीत दुकूलविचित्र मयुखतिरस्कृत चन्द्ररुचे
प्रणतसुरासुर मौलिमणिस्फुर दंशुलसन्नख चन्द्ररुचे
जितकनकाचल मौलिमदोर्जित निर्भरकुञ्जर कुम्भकुचे
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

विजितसहस्रकरैक सहस्रकरैक सहस्रकरैकनुते
कृतसुरतारक सङ्गरतारक सङ्गरतारक सूनुसुते
सुरथसमाधि समानसमाधि समाधिसमाधि सुजातरते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

पदकमलं करुणानिलये वरिवस्यति योऽनुदिनं सुशिवे
अयि कमले कमलानिलये कमलानिलयः स कथं न भवेत्
तव पदमेव परम्पदमित्यनुशीलयतो मम किं न शिवे
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

कनकलसत्कल सिन्धुजलैरनु षिञ्चति ते गुण रङ्गभुवम्
भजति स किं न शचीकुचकुम्भ तटीपरिरम्भ सुखानुभवम्
तव चरणं शरणं करवाणि नतामरवाणि निवासि शिवम्
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

तव विमलेन्दुकुलं वदनेन्दुमलं सकलं ननु कूलयते
किमु पुरुहूतपुरीन्दुमुखी सुमुखीभिरसौ विमुखीक्रियते
मम तु मतं शिवनामधने भवती कृपया किमुत क्रियते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

अयि मयि दीन दयालुतया कृपयैव त्वया भवितव्यमुमे
अयि जगतो जननी कृपयासि यथासि तथानुमितासिरते
यदुचितमत्र भवत्युररी कुरुतादुरुतापमपाकुरुते
जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते

Aigiri Nandini - Mahishasura Mardini Stotram

O Daughter of the Mountain, Nandini, filled with delightful joy, delighting the world, praised by Nanda!
O Dweller on the slopes of the Vindhya mountains, captivating Vishnu, praised by the victorious!
O Goddess, consort of Shiva with a blue throat, with a vast family, praised by the abundant!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O Showerer of blessings on the gods, subduer of the difficult, wrathful towards the wicked, delighting the joyous!
O Nourisher of the three worlds, satisfier of Shankara, remover of sins, delighting the multitude!
O Enrager of the demons, enrager of the sons of Diti, destroyer of the arrogant, O Daughter of the Ocean!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O Mother of the world, my Mother, residing in the beloved Kadamba forest, delighting in laughter!
O Crest-jewel of mountains, dwelling amidst the peaks of the majestic Himalayas!
O Sweet as honey, slayer of Madhu and Kaitabha, delighting in divine dance!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One who shattered into a hundred pieces the trunk of the arrogant elephant king!
O Fierce one who tore apart the cheek of the enemy elephant, with furious valor, O Lord of beasts!
O Lord of warriors, who with the blow of your arm, severed the fallen head of the enemy!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One who wields the indestructible power, invoked for the slaying of the intoxicated and arrogant enemy!
O Lord of Pramatha, the messenger of the great and wise Shiva!
O One whose mind is set on the destruction of the wicked, the sinful, the malicious, and the demonic messengers!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O Bestower of fearlessness on the heroes, the bridegroom of the slain enemies who seek refuge in you!
O Pure one, wielder of the immaculate trident, opponent of the trident on the forehead of the three worlds!
O One whose resounding roar of drums fills the directions, like the rumbling of clouds!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One who, with a mere glance, annihilated the smoke-eyed demons, hundreds of them!
O One who is born from the seeds of blood, dried up in the battlefield!
O One who satisfied the ghosts and demons in the great battle against Shiva, Shumbha, and Nishumbha!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One with glittering limbs, adorned with bow and arrow, engaged in the thrill of battle!
O One with golden, reddish, and slightly curved bow, who slew the horn of the roaring warrior!
O One who formed a four-fold army, whose banner is marked with a multitude of forces, recited by the warriors!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

Victory, victory! O One whose praises are chanted, whose victory is proclaimed, worshipped by the entire universe!
O One whose tinkling anklets captivate and enchant the lord of beings!
O One who dances the half-dance, actress, actor, hero, delighting in theatrical performances and beautiful songs!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One with enchanting and captivating beauty, adorned with beautiful flowers!
O One whose face is like the moon, dwelling in the night, refuge of the night!
O Lord of bees, with beautiful eyes, buzzing around you!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One who delights in wrestling in the great battle, with wrestlers and athletes!
O One surrounded by groups of wrestlers, adorned with armlets, shining brightly!
O One adorned with fresh, reddish, and blooming tender leaves!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O Lord of the old, intoxicated elephants, with constantly flowing ichor and rut!
O Ornament of the three worlds, treasure of beings, source of beauty, O Daughter of the King!
O One who enchants the minds of the virtuous, captivating Manmatha, the god of love, O Daughter of the King!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One who shines with the gentle beauty of spotless lotus petals!
O Abode of all grace and arts, with playful and moving swans!
O One surrounded by bees, within the circle of blooming blue lotuses and Bakula flowers!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One whose sweet mind is captivated by the sound of the flute, which charms the shy cuckoos!
O One who dwells in the mountain groves, adorned with the beautiful and resonant sounds of the Pulindas!
O One who is served by the groups of the great Shabari, endowed with good qualities!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One whose waist is adorned with a variegated yellow silk garment, surpassing the radiance of the moon!
O One whose teeth and nails sparkle like gems on the crowns of the prostrating gods and demons, resembling the moon's radiance!
O One who conquered the golden mountain, whose forehead is adorned with dazzling jewels, who subdues the mighty elephants with her breasts!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O One who is praised by Sahasrakara, the thousand-armed one!
O Daughter of the one who saves the gods, who unites with the gods!
O One who delights in the bliss of divine union, equal to the bliss of deep meditation!
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O Auspicious one, who dwells in compassion, at whose lotus feet, he who daily worships finds supreme bliss.
O Kamala, who dwells in the lotus, how can he who meditates on your feet as the supreme abode, not attain bliss?
O Auspicious one, is there anything I cannot achieve by contemplating your feet as the supreme abode?
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

He who sprinkles your battlefield with the waters of the golden and excellent ocean.
Does he not experience the joy of embracing the slopes of Shachi's breast, like the pot of an elephant?
I make your feet my refuge, O Dweller of Shiva, with bowed lotus-like hands.
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

Your spotless face, like the moon, certainly pacifies everyone.
Is she, whose face is like the moon invoked by many, turned away by the beautiful-faced ones?
But my opinion is, what else can be done with your grace, O treasure of the name of Shiva?
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!

O Compassionate one to the humble me, you must show me mercy.
O Mother of the world, you are merciful, as you are, contemplated by the gods.
Do what is appropriate here, O Remover of great suffering.
Victory, victory, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful form, O Daughter of the Mountain!