Sree Samkshepa Sundara Kandam

Sree Samkshepa Sundara Kandam

(From Vayu Purana)

Translated By P.R.Ramachander

(Those who do not have time to read the entire Ramayana, could get the same effect by reading Sundara Kanda. People who do not have even time to read full Sundara Kanda, Could read this Samkshepa Sundara Kanda (Sundara Kanda in brief) and be benefited. It is written that reading this would cure illnesses, give long life, bring to an end enmity, and lead to all round happiness and well being.)

Dhyana Sloka (Starting Prayer)

Ganapathi

Shuklam Baradaram Vishnum, Sasi Varnam Chatur Bhujam,
Prasanna Vadanan Dyayet, Sarva Vignopa Santhaye

Dressed in white you are,

Oh, all pervading one,
And glowing with the colour of moon.
With four arms, you are, the all knowing one
I meditate on your ever-smiling face,
And pray, Remove all obstacles on my way

Saraswathi

Dhorbhir Yuktha chathurbhi sphatika manimayi makshmaalaam dadhaana
Hasthe naikena padmam sithamapi cha shukam pusthakam chaparena,
Bhasa kundendu sankha sphatka mani nibha bhasamana samaana
Saa mey vaag deva theyam nivasathu vadane sarvada suprasanna. 2

Let that goddess of words,

Who has four hands,
Who holds the garland of crystal beads in one hand,
Who holds parrot, white lotus and book in other hands,
And who is as lustrous as kunda flowers, moon, conch and crystal beads,
Live always in my face and bless me.

Valmiki

Koojantham Rama Ramethi maduram madsuraksharam,

Aaroohya kavitha shakhaam vande Valmiki kokilam. 3

Salutations to The nightingaleÂ Valmiki,

Who sits on the poem like branch,

And who goes on singing sweetly,

Rama Rama and Rama

Valmike muni simhasya kavitha vana charina,

Srunvan Rama kadha naadam ko na yathi paraam gathim. 4

Who in this world will not attain salvation,
Who happen to hear the story of Rama,
Composed by the lion among poets Valmiki,
Who always lived in the forest.

Ya pibhan Rama charithamrutha sagaram,
Aruthastham munim vande, prachethasa makalmasham. 5

I salute that resplendent sage,
Who never got satisfied,
But forever drank the story of Rama,
Which is like the sea of nectar.

Hanuman

Goshpadi krutha vaareesham masaki krutha rakshasam,

Ramayana maha mala rathnam Vande anilathmajam 6

I pray to him who is born to the God of wind.
Who made the king of lakes look like the hoof of a cow,
Who made the great Rakshasas look like simple mosquitoes,
And who is born to the God of wind.
And is the greatest jewel in the garland of the story of Rama,

Yatra yatra Raghu nada keerthanam,
Thathra thathra krudha masthakanjalim,
Bhashpa vari pari poorna lochanam,
Maruthim namatha Rakshasanthakam.

I pray and salute the son of wind god,
Who brought to end the rakshasas,
Who is always present with eye full of tears,
With head bowed in veneration,
Wherever the praise of Lord Rama is sung

Anjaneya madhi patalananam,

Kanchanadri kamaneeya vigraham,
Parijatha tharu moola vasinam,
Bhavayami bhava mana nandanam.

I bow before the darling son of the god of wind,

Who is the son of Anjana,
Who is great among killers of Rakshasas,
Who is like a golden mountain,
Who is handsome to look at,
And who lives near the roots of Parijatha tree.

Mano javam , maruda thulya vegam,
Jithendriyam buddhi matham varishtam,
Vatha atmajam vanara yudha mukhyam,
Sree rama dootham sirasa namami.

I bow my head and salute the emissary of Rama,
Who has won over his mind,
Who has similar speed as wind,
Who has mastery over his organs,
Who is the greatest among the knowledgeable,
Who is the son of God of wind,
And who is the chief in the army of monkeys

Budhir balam yaso dhairyam nirbhayathwam arokadha,
Ajadyam vak paduthwancha hanumath smaranath bhaveth. 10

He who meditates on Lord Hanuman,
Would be blessed with knowledge, strength,
Fame, courage, fearlessness, health,
Tirelessness and mastery over words

Anjananandanam veeram , janaki soka nasanam,
Kapeesam aksha hantharam vande lanka bhayangaram. 11

My salutation to the terror of Lanka,
Who is the darling baby of Anjana,
Who is killer of all sorrows of Janaki,
Who is the god of all monkeys,
And who is the killer of Aksha.

Ullangasya sindho salilam salilam cha sokha vahnim janakathmajaya,
AAdhaya thenaiva dhadhaha Lankam namami tham pranjalir Anjaneyam 12

I salute that son of Anjana with folded hands,
Who crosses the great ocean playfully,
Who took away the fire like sorrow of Sita,
And with that burnt the city of Lanka.

Khyatha Sree Raa dhootha pavanathanubhava pingalaaksha shikhaavaan,
Sita sokhopahari, Dasa mukha vijayi Lakshmana prana datha,
Aanetha beshajaadrer lavana jala nidher lagane deekshtho ya,
Veera sreemaan hanuman mama manasi vasan karyasidhim thanothu. 14