Dhyana sloka

Ganapathi

Shuklam Baradaram Vishnum, Sasi Varnam Chatur Bhujam,

Prasanna Vadanan Dyayet, Sarva Vignopa Santhaye 1

Dressed in white you are, Oh, all pervading one,And glowing with the colour of moon.With four arms, you are, the all knowing oneI 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 nightingale 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. 7

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. 8

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. 9

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. 13

Let that noble hero Hanuman ,Who is famous,Who is the emissary of lord Rama,Who is the son of wind god,Who has red eyes,Who has a matted tuft,Who brought to the end the sorrow of Sita,Who won over the ten faced Ravana,Who gave life back to Lakshmana,Who brought the mountain,And who took vow to cross the ocean,Live always in my mind,And help me to complete my jobs.

Dhoorvarikrutha Sithaathi prakati

krutha Rama vaibhava sphoorthi,

Dharitha dasamukha keerthi ,

puraho mama pathu Hanumatho moorthi. 14

Let the vision of Hanuman,Who destroyed the sorrow of Sita,Who heralded the fame of Rama,And who destroyed the fame of Ravana,Be always before me,And always protect me.

Ramayanam

Valmiki giri sambhootha Rama Sagara gamini,

Puinathu bhuvanam punyaa Ramayana maha nadhi. 15

Let the whole world become holy,By this river called “The story of Rama”,Which starts from the mountain of Valmiki,And joins the ocean of Rama.

Veda vedhye pare pumsi jathe dasaradhathmaje,

Veda prachethasa daseeth sakshath Ramayanathmana. 16

When the God who is known by Vedas,Was born as the son of Dasaratha,Veda was born again from Sage Valmiki as Ramayana.

Lord Rama

Vaidehi sahitham surudrumathale

haime maha mandape,

Madhye pushpaka masane

mani maye veerasane susthitham,

Aagre vaachayathi prabhanjana

suthe thathwam muneebhya param,

Vyakhyaantham Barathathibhi parivrutham

Raamam bhaje syamalam. 17

I salute that black coloured Rama,Who sits along with daughter of Videha,And in the company of Baratha and others,Inside the golden shed beneath the holy tree of Karpaga,On the seat of flowers bedecked with jewels,Built in its centre,Explaining the essence of knowledge,To the assembled sages,And to the son of Anjana.

Namosthu Ramaya salakshanaya ,

devyai cha thasyai Janakathmajayai,

Namosthu rudrendra yamanilebhyo,

namosthu chandrarka marud ganebhya. 18

My salutations to Lord Rama who is with Lakshmana,My salutations to that daughter of Janaka who is his wife,My salutations to Rudra, Indra, Yama and wind,And my salutations to moon, Sun and Marud Ganas.