MAATRUPANCHAKAM

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MAATRUPANCHAKAM - ADI SHANKARA Aaasthaam taavadiyam prasootisamayae Durvaarashoolavyathaa,nairuchyam tanushoshanam malamayee shayyaa cha saamvatsaree. ekasyaapi na garbhabhaarabharanaklaeshaya yasyaa (a)kshamo daatum, nishkrutimunnato(a)pi tanayaha tasyai jananyai namaha. May the salutations be unto the mother.The pain experienced by her at the time of delivery, the emaciation or the body becoming thin during pregnancy, the year long sharing of the bed made dirty by the child, none of these miserable experiences endured by the mother during pregnancy and thereafter can in any manner be compensated even by a great son. Gurukulamupasrutya svapnakaalae tu

drushtvaa, yati samuchita vaesham praarudo maam tvamuchchaihi. gurukulamatha sarvam praarudattae samaksham, sapadi charanayostae maaturastu pranaamaha. It was in a dream that you saw me clad in the dress of a sannyasin. You were not able to control yourself to see me in that attire. You rushed to my gurukula. You embraced me and wept aloud openly. The entire gurukula wept along with you. O mother, what else can I do , except falling at your feet and offering salutations to you. Na dattam maatastae maranasamayae toyamapi vaa, svadhaa vaa no daeyaa maranadivasae shraaddhavidhinaa. na japto maatastae maranasamayae taarakamanuhu, akaalae sampraaptae mayi kuru dayaam maataratulaam. O mother! at the time of your death even water was not offered to you, by

me. Even your death anniversary , no oblation was offered to me according to sraadha principles. At the time of your death the taaraka mantra was not chanted by me into your ear. O, peerless mother, be compassionate to me. Please forgive me, for i have arrived here late, when all things are over. Muktaamanistvam nayanam mamaeti, raajaeti jeevaeti chiram suta tvam. ityuktavatyaastava vaachi maataha, dadaamyaham tandulamaesha shushkam. You were calling me with endearing words like," you are my pearl ; you are my jewel; you are my eyes ; you are my prince ; you are my life ; long live you , my child and so on. In return , to the sweet words , uttered to me , I offer you this dry rice, O, dear mother. Ambaeti taataeti shivaeti tasmin, prasootikaalae yadavocha uchchaihi. krushnaeti

govinda harae mukundaetyaho, jananyai rachito (a) yamanjalihi At the time of delivery , my dearest mother , you cried aloud in agonising labour pains thus : O mother , O father,O shiva, krishna , govinda , O hari , O mukunda and so on. May , my humble prostrations unto you , my dear mother , be accepted

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