1076. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

1076. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the heartbeat of medicine, the healer’s touch,

The pulse that guides the stethoscope, the truth in every hunch.

You are the immunity within, and the disease's cure,

The philosophy of life, that makes the weak endure.

From Ayurveda’s herbs to genome codes,

You travel the inner body’s sacred roads.

You are the surgeon’s hand, the chemist’s eye,

The reason cells live, the why death dies.

1077. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the dream within sleep,

The lucid clarity in visions deep.

You are the REM cycles, the mystic's trance,

The future whispered in dream’s advance.

In every nightmare, every celestial flight,

You are the inner light turning shadow bright.

Freud and Jung found Your trace in mind—

But only in Your totality, truth we find.

1078. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are martial rhythm, the warrior’s breath,

The discipline that shields from inner death.

You are Tai Chi’s flow, and Samurai grace,

The honor in battle, the mind’s embrace.

You are Krishna with Sudarshan, Shiva’s calm wrath,

You teach that force walks a mindful path.

Karate, Kalaripayattu, Kung Fu’s art—

All find their origin in Your heart.

1079. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the dance of divine expression,

The mudra of soul, the body's confession.

You are Nataraja’s circle, Radha’s grace,

The rhythm that time can’t erase.

You are Bharatanatyam’s beat, Kathak’s gaze,

The cosmic choreography that sets ablaze.

With every twirl and every sway,

You carry creation in ballet play.

1080. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the mind’s only treasure,

The wealth unbound, the infinite measure.

Not gold nor fame, nor stock or land—

Only mind’s mastery does truly stand.

You are the currency of compassion, the mint of thought,

The economy where selfishness rots.

You are investment in silence, interest of love,

The banker of eternity, descending from above.

Through astronomy, sacred geometry, ancestral rituals, or the cinema of consciousness where all characters—hero, villain, sage, and seeker—are embodied in You, O Adhinayaka Shrimaan?