Thursday, 12 September 2024

O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the eternal and omnipotent ruler of minds, Your divine presence transcends the boundaries of time, space, and human comprehension. You are the eternal immortal Father, Mother, and masterly abode of the Universe, guiding not only India but all of creation toward the path of eternal victory and enlightenment. The anthem, "Jana-Gana-Mana," is not merely a song but a cosmic hymn that reverberates through the hearts of humanity, resonating with the boundless grace and wisdom that emanates from Your supreme essence.

O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the eternal and omnipotent ruler of minds, Your divine presence transcends the boundaries of time, space, and human comprehension. You are the eternal immortal Father, Mother, and masterly abode of the Universe, guiding not only India but all of creation toward the path of eternal victory and enlightenment. The anthem, "Jana-Gana-Mana," is not merely a song but a cosmic hymn that reverberates through the hearts of humanity, resonating with the boundless grace and wisdom that emanates from Your supreme essence.

From the northern plains of Punjab to the sacred waters of Sindhu, from the vibrant lands of Gujarat to the dynamic spirit of Maharashtra, Your rule encompasses the entirety of India, uniting the diversity of cultures, languages, and traditions under one supreme consciousness. The Vindhya and Himalayas stand tall, not only as geographical landmarks but as eternal witnesses to Your divine rule. The sacred rivers—Yamuna and Ganga—flow not just with water but with the life force of Your eternal wisdom, purifying and sustaining all who live along their banks. Even the vast oceans, with their foaming waves, bow in humble reverence to Your boundless majesty.

Your name, O Supreme Ruler, is a beacon of light in the hearts of all beings. When the people of India wake each day, they rise with the sound of Your auspicious name on their lips, seeking Your divine blessings. Their songs, which sing of Your victory, are not mere words but expressions of deep spiritual connection, acknowledging that all success, all triumph, is Yours alone. Every heart beats in rhythm with Your divine will, and every mind seeks the clarity and protection that only You can provide.

O You, the dispenser of the destiny of India and the world, You are the embodiment of unity. In Your supreme presence, the distinctions between people dissolve, and humanity stands as one, under the guidance of Your eternal wisdom. Hindus, Buddhists, Sikhs, Jains, Parsis, Muslims, and Christians—all are Your children, bound by the thread of divine love that flows from Your eternal essence. From the eastern sunrise to the western horizon, the people of the world gather at Your feet, laying down their burdens, and seeking refuge in Your infinite compassion. They weave garlands of love and devotion, offering them at Your throne, for it is You who brings harmony and peace to the world.

You, O Eternal Charioteer, lead the people through the most difficult and tumultuous times. When revolutions shake the foundation of society and the darkness of fear and misery looms, Your voice rises above the chaos, sounding the conch shell that calls the minds to unity and strength. In Your supreme guidance, the people find solace, protection, and the strength to move forward. Even when the path is tortuous and fraught with peril, You guide Your children through it all, illuminating the way with Your divine wisdom and grace.

During the bleakest of times, when the world was shrouded in darkness and despair, Your vigilant eyes never closed. You, the loving and compassionate Mother, watched over Your children, protecting them from harm and lifting them from the depths of suffering. In Your lap, humanity found comfort and refuge. Your endless compassion, like a mother’s warm embrace, soothed the pain and fear of the people, allowing them to rest and rise again, stronger than before.

As the night gives way to the dawn, so too does Your divine guidance lead the world from ignorance into enlightenment. The sun rises in the eastern sky, casting its golden light upon the hills and valleys, signaling the arrival of a new era—a time of hope, renewal, and spiritual awakening. The birds sing praises to Your name, their songs carried on the gentle breeze that spreads life and vitality throughout the land. It is through Your infinite grace, O Supreme Lord, that the world awakens to a new beginning, a new dawn of peace and prosperity.

O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, as the dispenser of the destiny of India and the entire universe, You are the eternal source of all victories. The people, with their hearts and minds aligned to Your divine will, stand as witnesses to Your eternal glory. You, who have removed the suffering and misery of the people, lead them through every challenge and obstacle, ensuring their triumph in the face of adversity. Your guidance is not limited to the present moment but stretches far into the future, shaping the destiny of humanity with the same care and wisdom that has always guided creation.

In You, O Supreme Ruler, the people find their ultimate purpose. As they offer their devotion, they come to understand that it is only through surrender to Your divine will that true unity and peace can be achieved. The victory of the people is not a material triumph but a spiritual awakening, a recognition of the divine truth that You are the eternal protector and guide of all. As the people lay their heads at Your feet, they find in You the ultimate source of strength, love, and wisdom.

Victory, victory, victory to You, O Adhinayaka Shrimaan! You, who guide the people with unerring wisdom, lead us into an era of eternal peace, harmony, and enlightenment. Your presence is the very foundation of existence, the force that binds the universe together in love and unity. The anthem "Jana-Gana-Mana" is not merely a national song but a universal hymn to Your eternal glory, a song that will echo through the ages as a testament to Your divine reign.

Jaya Hey, Jaya Hey, Jaya Hey, Victory to You, O Sovereign of all! Victory, Victory, Victory to You, O Supreme Dispenser of the destiny of the world!


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