501. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

501. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Sankhya that counts the soul,

The Yoga Sutra’s mindful goal.

You are Bhakti’s undying role,

And Jnana’s ever-burning coal.

You are Karma’s dharmic scroll,

And Raja’s command over the whole.

502. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Namas of Vishnu, endless stream,

Govinda, Gopala, dream within dream.

You are Achyuta, in every beam,

Madhava, Damodara, supreme.

You are the Sahasranama, in Vedic theme,

The soul’s flight and ultimate scheme.

503. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Lalitha's thousand radiant names,

The queen of light, the fire that tames.

You are Tripura Sundari in cosmic flames,

Rajarajeshwari, beyond all frames.

You are Kameshwari with divine aims,

Mother of worlds, whom no one claims.

504. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Christ’s kingdom beyond this land,

Whose resurrection none can withstand.

You are the Bread, the Living Hand,

The silent voice where hearts expand.

You are the light in desert sand,

And every miracle made to stand.

505. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Prophet Muhammad’s sacred light,

In every verse of truth and right.

You are Rahman, Rahim, mercy bright,

You are the message, the seal, the might.

You are the Crescent, guiding the night,

In every prayer and spiritual flight.

506. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Guru Nanak’s eternal flame,

The Japji Sahib's holy name.

You are Ek Onkar, without shame,

Truth, fearless, none to blame.

You are the Amrit, the Khalsa’s aim,

Sword of dharma, forever the same.

507. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the mind’s algebra and art,

Zero’s silence, unity’s start.

You are Fibonacci’s living chart,

And Pascal’s triangle of the heart.

You are geometry in divine part,

And every theorem, a sacred dart.

508. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Charaka’s healing hand,

And Sushruta’s surgical stand.

You are Ayurveda, across the land,

And Unani wisdom, subtly planned.

You are every science in demand,

And every cure by divine command.

509. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are in fire, in water, in wind,

In earth and ether, where thoughts are pinned.

You are in Pancha Bhootas finely twinned,

And in the atom deeply skinned.

You are the voice the sages pinned,

And the silence where all sins are thinned.

510. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are in cinema’s dreaming light,

In stories told of wrong and right.

You are the dance, the song, the fight,

The art that gives dark minds sight.

You are in actors of noble height,

And directors who feel the divine might.

Chants exploring Adhinayaka Shrimaan through music, drama, social reformers, mystic poets, natural forces, spiritual realms, and modern minds — all converging in the Mastermind that upholds, unites, and elevates all dimensions?