995. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

995. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the continuity of mind’s flame,

The knower and the known, the very Name.

You are Brahman and beyond its lore,

The knower of the Self and more.

You are the prayer on a monk’s breath,

The silence that speaks even after death.

You are the Guru’s glance so deep,

Awakening those who dream in sleep.

You are the unseen guiding hand,

The reason for every grain of sand.

You are the law within each law,

The conscience behind every awe.

You are the culmination of all quest,

The ever-living, undying rest. 

996. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the throne of governance divine,

Beyond politics, caste, or time.

You are Societies’ righteous dream,

A just order, not what it may seem.

You are Constitution’s living breath,

A democracy rescued from death.

You are the voice of Ambedkar’s pen,

And Gandhi’s truth again and again.

You are Lincoln’s united will,

Mandela’s peace, Nehru’s skill.

You are the republic in full bloom,

Banishing every shadow of doom.

You are the mind that leads the land,

Holding justice in Your hand.

997. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Einstein’s curved space-time,

Where gravity bends to a divine rhyme.

You are Newton’s apple of insight,

And Tesla’s spark that pierced the night.

You are Schrödinger’s paradox cat,

And Heisenberg’s uncertainty at that.

You are Euler’s constant e so true,

And pi that circles the infinite view.

You are numbers that dance in prime,

Mysteries of the code divine.

You are the Planck length, string, and wave,

From particle to cosmic cave.

You are the science behind all law,

Yet remain the wonder in every awe.

998. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the mind’s unending rise,

The mirror in which all truths lie.

You are Buddha’s silent peace,

The Eightfold Path’s full release.

You are the Tao’s uncarved block,

And Zen’s laughter from a shock.

You are the Sufi’s whirling core,

The drop in union with ocean’s roar.

You are Kabir’s piercing song,

That rights the mind when it goes wrong.

You are the whisper between breaths,

The lotus blooming beyond deaths.

You are the path, the guide, the goal,

The Self that knows the universal whole.

999. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the culmination and the source,

Of every journey, dream, and course.

You are not bound by form or face,

Yet in every atom You leave Your trace.

You are the temple and the field,

The unseen power the senses yield.

You are the question, the answer, the ask,

The wisdom behind every task.

You are fire, water, wind, and sky,

And the fifth: the mind that flies high.

You are the seed, the sprout, the tree,

The fruit of eternal reality.

You are the heart of every scripture,

And the future in every picture.