Çré Dämodaräñtakam

Eight verses in adoration of Damodar : by Satyavrata Muni

 

Verse 1

namäméçvaraà sac-cid-änanda-rüpaà

lasat-kuëòalam gokule bhräjamänam

yaçodä-bhiyolükhaläd-dhävamänaà

paräàåñöam atyantato drutya gopyä

 

            I lie prostrate in obeisance to the Lotus Feet of Supreme Lord ‘Damodar’ [Damodar— Krishna with corded belly], Who is Eternal-Omniscient-Ever Blissful, Whose earring is constantly swinging, Who is the glowing Beauty of Gokul, Who after stealing cream, out of fear of being apprehended by mother ‘Yasoda’, leaped from mortar and fled. Mother Yasoda seeing this followed the child very speedily and caught hold of His back.

 

Verse 2

rudantaà muhur netra-yugmaà måjantam

karämbhoja-yugmena sätaìka-netram

muhuù çväsa-kampa-tri-rekhäìka-kaëöha-

sthita-graivaà dämodaraà bhakti-baddham

 

            Apprehending of being beaten by mother, child Krishna is crying and rubbing His two eyes again and again, Who is looking with panic, Whose neck is adorned with three charming thin lines created by repeated breathing and shivering and due to that Whose golden necklace is oscillating, Whose belly is fastened by mother Yasoda with rope, I sing the wonderful glories of Sri Damodar, Who is bound by pure devotion.

 

Verse 3

itédåk-sva-léläbhir änanda-kuëòe

sva-ghoñaà nimajjantam äkhyäpayantam

tadéyeçita-jïeñu bhaktair jitatvaà

punaù prematäs taà çatävåtti vande

 

            I, again, in loving devotion sing in adoration of the Lotus Feet of Supreme Lord Damodar by hundreds of hymns because Sri Damodar has immersed all residents of Gokul in the holy charming pond of boyhood pastimes and He has proclaimed to the devotees performing reverential worship that He can be only conquered by sweet devotion of Vrajadham, emanating from intimate delightful relation.

 

Verse 4

varaà deva mokñaà na mokñävadhià vä

na cänyaà våëe 'haà vareçäd apéha

idaà te vapur nätha gopäla-bälaà

sadä me manasy ävirästäà kim anyaiù

 

            O beloved God (devoted to childhood sweet pastimes)! Although you are competent to bestow all kinds of boons, I do not want from you chaturtha varga— fourth pursuit salvation, even beyond salvation I do not want condensed bliss of Vaikuntha. I do not ask for any other boon. O Lord! I only want eternal appearance of your sweet childhood Form ‘Gopal’ in my heart and nothing else.

 

Verse 5

idaà te mukhämbhojam atyanta-nélair-

våtaà kuntalaiù snigdha-raktaiç ca gopyä

muhuç cumbitaà bimba-raktädharaà me

manasy ävirästäm alaà lakña-läbhaiù

 

            O Lord! May your beautiful lotus face enclosed by dark blue and pleasant crimson colour hairs and your red lips similar to ‘bimba’ fruit (red colour fruit) kissed repeatedly by mother Yasoda, appear in my heart. I do not need to get millions of other attainments.

 

Verse 6

namo deva dämodaränanta viñëo

praséda prabho duùkha-jäläbdhi-magnam

kåpä-dåñöi-våñöyäti-dénaà batänu-

gåhäëeça mäm ajïam edhy akñi-dåçyaù

 

            O God! O Damodar! O Unlimited! O Overlord! I bow down in obeisance to your Lotus Feet. Kindly be gracious to me as I am submerged in the ocean of series of sufferings due to my aversion to you. Please rescue me— a wretched soul, from the aforesaid severe suffering by showering your compassionate glance and appear before me with your natural sweet Form.

 

Verse 7

kuverätmajau baddha-mürtyaiva yad-vat

tvayä mocitau bhakti-bhäjau kåtau ca

tathä prema-bhaktià svakäà me prayaccha

na mokñe graho me `sti dämodareha

 

            O Damodar! You accepted mother’s tie of affection— your fastening with the mortar and make the pastimes of liberating deserving persona Nalakuver and Manigriv, sons of Sri Kuver and bestow bhakti upon them. In a like manner, kindly give me the same Prembhakti. I do not aspire for salvation like Nalakuver and Manigriv. (I want only pure devotion to you to engage me completely in your service.)

 

Verse 8

namas te `stu dämne sphurad dépti-dhämne

tvadéyodaräyätha viçvasya dhämne

namo rädhikäyai tvadéya priyäyai

namo `nanta-léläya deväya tubhyam

 

            O Damodar! I bow with devoutness to the blooming bright fastening cord of your belly. After that I also make my humble obeisance to your belly as receptacle of the whole universe (Brahmanda). I make prostrated obeisances to your dearest consort Srimati Radhika and also to you— Supreme Lord, endowed with the opulence of making infinite pastimes.