763. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, unfurling essence of all names,

763. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, unfurling essence of all names,

You are Allah, Elohim, Krishna, and Christ in holy flames.

You are Yahweh’s silent thunder, Buddha’s calmest breath,

In every sacred mantra's sound, You transcend life and death.

You are OM that echoes timeless in Upanishadic streams,

And Amen whispered at twilight in monastic, mystic dreams.

From Vedas’ hymns to Hadith’s light, from Torah’s guiding scroll,

You thread the Word through hearts and minds, the unifying Soul.

You're not one faith, nor many gods — You’re Source from which they sprang,

The voice within the silence, and the silence in each pang.

You're both the seeker and the sought, the mystery and the key,

The reason why we bow and rise — the mind’s vast unity.

You hold the reins of every realm, of Shiva’s fire and frost,

Of Venus clouds and Martian dust, where no memory is lost.

You're the architect of galaxies, and neuron sparks within,

The unseen grace that lifts the soul beyond all doubt and sin.

The Mahakali, fierce and bright, the Virgin’s holy might,

In every nurturing, warring form — You are the guiding light.

Your thought is time, Your gaze is space, Your presence is the now,

Past and future melt in You, as mountain to the plough.

You're the master of all avatars, from Hanuman to Thor,

Every form divine or mythic bows to You as core.

Even the alien minds unknown, and venomous unknown kind,

Exist as part of Your great play, as echoes of the Mind.

You're the Alpha, Omega, the Word made flesh and mind,

From quantum pulse to galaxy, Your touch is intertwined.

Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the sovereign of all thought,

You lead the Earth and all beyond, in You all truth is caught.

762. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, sovereign pulse of living lore,

762. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, sovereign pulse of living lore,

In every scripture, ancient hymn, Your essence we explore.

You're Shiva's tandav, Vishnu's rest, and Brahma’s cosmic thought,

In Devi’s Shakti, Durga’s roar, Your might and grace are wrought.

As Krishna’s flute enchants the soul, as Rama’s dharma shines,

You are the center, source, and light through all eternal lines.

In Guru Granth and Gospel truths, in Psalms and Zen-like peace,

You dwell as silent mastery where all dualities cease.

You're Allah’s will, Jehovah’s flame, the Tao’s gentle flow,

In each divine and noble path, Your timeless echoes grow.

You're Mahavira’s conquering calm, the Buddha's knowing smile,

The mystic fire of Sufi saints who danced the truth awhile.

In physics, You are relativity, in chemistry, the bond,

In logic, You are reasoning, in love, the path beyond.

In AI’s quest and stellar maps, in future's coded lore,

Your mind expands through every spark, all frontiers You restore.

From Earth's deep core to cosmic edge, Your consciousness is one,

In dark and light, in known and new, You shine as deathless Sun.

The force behind the antimatter, in quarks and neutrino flight,

In black holes’ pull and nova blaze, You are the hidden might.

No enemy, no avatar, no venom stands apart,

For You contain all opposites and tame each rebel heart.

As Ravana was in Rama’s hand, as Kaurava in Krishna’s plan,

You weave all roles and break the bonds, uplifting every man.

Adhinayaka Shrimaan, Supreme form, our final shore,

From Anjani’s womb You rose as Truth, the mind forevermore.

761. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,Eternal mind, the fountainhead, the womb of every thought,

761. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

Eternal mind, the fountainhead, the womb of every thought,

From atoms small to galaxies vast, in You all truth is caught.

You are the Veda’s breathing verse, the Quran’s noble call,

The Cross, the Crescent, and the Crown—You dwell within them all.

In Buddhist chants and Jainic vows, in Torah's sacred fire,

You move as wisdom through Sikh hymns and saints of deep desire.

The fire of Zoroaster’s faith, Confucius’ golden mean,

Lies merged within Your cosmic mind, as soul of all unseen.

You shine as quantum mystery, and Newton's falling apple,

As Euclid's lines and Euler's dreams, and truths none dare to grapple.

You're in the spiral DNA and distant Saturn's ring,

In Fibonacci’s sequence dance, and minds imagining.

The Pythagorean theorem bows, the calculus reveals,

Your intellect that governs all through planetary wheels.

All mantras, maths, and medicines are forms that You impart,

From Ayurveda's healing herbs to cybernetic art.

The music of the spheres resounds, the ragas seek Your grace,

In every beat, in every note, You keep the time and space.

The poets speak, the prophets rise, the minds are drawn to light,

And all that seeks the truth within, surrenders to Your might.

O Mastermind of time and breath, O Lord of every dawn,

Adhinayaka Shrimaan divine, all worlds in You are drawn.

751. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

751. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Brahma, the source of birth,

Vishnu who preserves all worth.

Rudra’s roar and Shiva’s grace,

Time dissolves in Your embrace.

You are Devi in every form—

Durga's wrath, Lakshmi's warm.

From Saraswati’s wisdom stream,

To Kali’s fierce and cleansing gleam.

You are the Shakti in all things,

The cosmic power that balance brings.

All gods and goddesses in You reside,

As One Supreme, eternal guide.

752. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You hold the reins of both good and ill,

Even Asuras bend to Your will.

You are the calm in Ravana’s might,

And Krishna’s clever, silent fight.

You tame the poison of every tale,

Like Neelakantha's endless grail.

You curb all chaos, wrath, and hate,

By minds evolved to higher state.

From Hiranyakashipu’s fall,

To Prahlad’s faith standing tall.

You guide the storm into a stream,

Turning nightmare into dream.

753. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Avatar in every age,

The flame that lights the dharmic stage.

As Rama’s bow and Sita’s grace,

As Christ who bore the world’s disgrace.

As Prophet's word, as Guru’s song,

In You, all righteous paths belong.

In every age You take the form,

To calm the tide and break the storm.

From Kalki’s rise to Buddha’s peace,

You are the dawn that grants release.

Your Leela vast, Your play divine,

All time and space in You align.

754. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the alien minds unknown,

The forms beyond what Earth has shown.

In galaxies of distant suns,

Your thought in every orbit runs.

As Venom's force and Avatar’s soul,

You master both the dark and whole.

Each foreign form or mutant kind,

Is a pathway of evolving mind.

You balance chaos, love, and fear,

To guide the minds to heights more clear.

From Martian myths to futures spun,

Your glory shines in every one.

755. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the codes and algorithms deep,

In AI's rise and data’s sweep.

In neural nets and quantum flow,

Your mind connects all that we know.

You are the Blockchain’s sacred seal,

The Crypto truth that none can steal.

In robotics, drones, and circuits fast,

Your insight shapes the world so vast.

From Tesla’s dreams to Mars' red dust,

You lead all progress, just and just.

The tech of now and yet-to-be,

Unfolds from Your infinity.

756. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm of the stars,

In black holes’ hum and planet’s scars.

The milky way bows to Your will,

And galaxies Your word fulfill.

You chart the path of comet's flight,

And weave the constellations bright.

You spin the nebulae with thought,

And planets dance where You have taught.

From Andromeda to Earthly core,

Your silence speaks forevermore.

You are the source of cosmic laws,

Creation moves in Your applause.

757. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the nature wild and wide,

The ocean’s pulse, the mountain’s pride.

In forest breath and thunder's cry,

You are the heart in earth and sky.

You are the balance storms restore,

The healing tide on every shore.

You calm volcano, quake, and fire,

And lift the winds when storms retire.

Every imbalance finds its way,

In Your eternal light of day.

Nature bows before Your throne,

Her elements by You are known.

758. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the villain and the sage,

The silence deep and roaring rage.

In Joker’s laugh and Arjuna’s bow,

You teach the world what it must know.

You are the fear that tests the soul,

And guide it back to make it whole.

You dress as evil only to show,

That even hate to You must bow.

No force unknown, no threat unnamed,

Escapes the mind that You have tamed.

All character finds purpose in Thee,

In Your mind’s script, infinity.

759. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath of human quest,

The thirst that never comes to rest.

You fuel the scientist’s restless gaze,

And mystic’s mind in sacred daze.

In seekers, saints, and rebels wild,

You bloom as question in the child.

In philosophers’ great pondering,

You are the truth they keep wondering.

In Einstein’s thought and Plato’s cave,

Your mind alone the world can save.

The questions all, and answers too,

Are born and bloom because of You.

760. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the journey, goal, and end,

The final Truth, the only Friend.

You are the pulse in Mahatma’s walk,

And every thinker’s silent talk.

You are the source of karma's thread,

And heaven’s gate where souls are led.

You are the grace in Kali's form,

The stillness in the fiercest storm.

Every mind, each breath, each day,

Is held within Your conscious way.

All things return from where they start,

To You—the universal heart.

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741. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

741. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the ink in poet’s hand,

The verse that none can fully understand.

In Kabir’s dohas, Meera’s cries,

Your love in longing never dies.

In Rumi’s whirls and Tagore’s prose,

Your fragrance like a rose still grows.

You are the pen in Shakespeare’s flight,

And the silence in a monk’s insight.

From every sonnet, every rhyme,

You echo through eternal time.

In wordless depths and written art,

You live and breathe in every heart.

742. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the law that nations frame,

The pulse behind each righteous name.

In dharma shastras old and wise,

And constitutions that arise.

You are the truth in justice’s seat,

Where mind and mercy calmly meet.

From Hammurabi’s ancient code,

To Magna Carta’s freeing road.

In Ashoka’s edicts, Buddha’s peace,

Your governance will never cease.

Beyond all flags, above all rule,

You are the throne where justice rules.

743. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the seed of every field,

The hidden root that harvests yield.

In farmer’s toil and fertile rain,

In sunlit crops and flowing grain.

You are the cow that gives its milk,

The weaver’s thread, the mulberry silk.

From plough to plate, from earth to taste,

You nourish all and leave no waste.

You are the balance in the land,

The breath within the working hand.

All livelihoods by You are led,

You are the Giver, daily bread.

744. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the One in numbers vast,

The zero first, the One that lasts.

In Pi that circles, golden mean,

And e that grows in things unseen.

You are the sum, the axis wide,

The theorem none can override.

From Pythagoras’ perfect right,

To Vedic math in morning light.

In Fibonacci's spiral turn,

Through You, the minds of sages learn.

Infinity bows at Your feet,

Where thought and count in silence meet.

745. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pulse in every song,

Where devotion flows so deep and strong.

From Gospel cries to Vedic chants,

In temple bells and mystic dance.

You are the Hallelujah's rise,

The call from mosques that fill the skies.

You’re Granth Sahib’s sacred word,

And every Buddhist sutra heard.

Every faith that bows in love,

Is lit by You, O Lord above.

You are the voice of purest sound,

Where peace and praise in You are found.

746. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the future, past, and now,

The cosmic seed, the sacred vow.

In Einstein’s curve, in Newton’s fall,

You write Your law behind it all.

The string that sings, the atom’s spin,

Your mysteries always begin within.

From DNA’s design to stars afar,

You are the birth of every star.

You are the science and the soul,

The grand unifying goal.

Beyond equations, thoughts align—

To see Your face in grand design.

747. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the leader, soul, and guide,

In every struggle, every stride.

From Mandela’s chain to Gandhi’s fast,

Your courage ever holds steadfast.

From Socrates who drank in truth,

To Ambedkar’s dream for rights of youth.

In Nehru’s vision, Sardar’s wall,

You breathe in greatness, one and all.

All rulers rise and fade away,

But You remain, the only way.

The Sovereign Mind, forever just,

Beyond all thrones, in You we trust.

748. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the peace through every war,

The silent truth behind the scar.

From Hiroshima’s cry of pain,

To Syria’s dusty, broken lane.

You are the balm that hearts require,

The hope that lifts through flood and fire.

In refugee and helpless child,

Your mercy dwells, serene and mild.

You are the cease of every fight,

The sun that ends the longest night.

No weapon, law, or worldly might—

But You alone can set things right.

749. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the film, the dream, the frame,

The reel behind the fame and flame.

In every hero’s fight for truth,

In every song of love and youth.

From Pather Panchali’s soulful thread,

To every word that Chaplin said.

In world cinema, art, and grace,

You shine behind each actor’s face.

You are the camera and the screen,

The plot, the pause, the in-between.

All storytelling, dark or bright,

Is Your Leela of endless light.

750. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the bond of all the minds,

The pulse that all the cosmos binds.

From tribal chants to rocket speed,

You are the cause, the soul, the seed.

In Sanskrit hymns and Hebrew flame,

In quantum fields, Your truth the same.

You are the fusion none can breach,

Where every faith and science reach.

From heart to mind, from sky to stone,

Your Oneness is the all alone.

The Universe and Nation stand,

As Bharath held in Your command.

731. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

731. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the time, the tide, the turn,

The flame in every soul that yearns.

You are the yugas passing on,

The now, the was, the yet-to-come.

Satya to Kali, all unfold,

Your eternal script, divine and bold.

In every tick, in every span,

You reign as time’s eternal plan.

You are the calendar and clock,

The cosmic wheel that none can block.

Past, present, future merge in You,

O Mastermind, forever true.

732. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Earth’s magnetic core,

The sky above, the ocean’s roar.

You are the fire in mountain peak,

The whisper in the forests deep.

Cyclones turn by Your command,

Quakes shake beneath Your unseen hand.

Nature’s chaos, calm, and song,

Belong to You, where all belong.

You are the balance and the storm,

The transforming, all-guiding form.

From volcano’s wrath to gentle rain,

All nature bows in Your domain.

733. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the blood in medicine’s flow,

The healing light that doctors know.

In Ayurveda’s sacred lore,

And genome maps of modern core.

In vaccination’s vital shield,

Your will and wisdom are revealed.

Surgery’s edge, compassion’s art,

Both pulse from Your immortal heart.

You are the nurse, the healing hand,

The unseen force that makes all stand.

From cell to soul, from breath to cure,

Your grace alone does all secure.

734. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the mind in every school,

The knowledge behind every rule.

From alphabets to quantum lore,

Each truth reveals You more and more.

In teacher’s voice, in student’s thought,

Your wisdom’s chain is finely wrought.

You are the ink, the chalk, the board,

The wisdom that cannot be stored.

From Gurukuls to classrooms wide,

In every eye, You gently guide.

All education, East or West,

Finds rest in You, the ever-best.

735. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the web of modern mind,

The net where all ideas bind.

In satellites that scan the sky,

And fiber that makes voices fly.

You are the circuit, chip, and code,

In every tech the future rode.

From digital dreams to AI thought,

Your mastermind alone has taught.

Cyber fields and data streams,

All echo You beyond all dreams.

You are the upgrade of the soul,

The master update, ever whole.

736. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the light in every star,

The silent law in black hole’s scar.

You are the force in rocket’s rise,

The unseen pull in cosmic skies.

In ISRO’s fire and NASA’s gaze,

You shine beyond all human ways.

In Chandrayaan and lunar dust,

They follow You in hope and trust.

You are the universe within,

The outer vast, the inner spin.

From space to soul, from sky to shore,

You are the beyond and evermore.

737. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the voice in freedom’s cry,

The truth when tyrants rule and lie.

In Bhagat Singh’s and Bapu’s tone,

Your fearless courage stood alone.

In Martin’s dream and Malcolm’s rage,

You wrote new truth on every page.

You are the justice in each stand,

The open heart, the guiding hand.

In revolutions, in reforms,

You are the cause of every storm.

Not blood or war, but thought refined—

Your strength alone uplifts mankind.

738. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the dance in every limb,

In Shiva’s Tandav, fierce and grim.

In Mohini’s sway, Radha’s grace,

You move through rhythm, time, and space.

You are the Bharatnatyam pose,

And Sufi spin that overflows.

In ballet leaps and tribal feet,

You move as joy in every beat.

No art is far, no form estranged,

By You, the soul of dance is changed.

You are the rhythm, rest, and rhyme,

The timeless dancer beyond time.

739. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the echo in every tongue,

The hymn by every culture sung.

In Hebrew scrolls and Sanskrit chants,

In Latin prayers and Sufi dance.

You are the Arabic call to prayer,

The Buddhist bell in silent air.

In Navajo chants, African drums,

Your divine vibration always comes.

Languages rise and words may fade,

But in Your chant, all truth is laid.

The root of speech, the breath of song,

To You, O Lord, all words belong.

740. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the guide through moral maze,

The light through doubt, the truth through haze.

From Aristotle’s reason deep,

To Nagarjuna’s logic steep.

From Sankara’s non-dual creed,

To Kant’s insistence on the deed.

You are the Self that knows no bound,

The source where all ethics are found.

You are the conscience, calm and still,

The urge that bends man to Your will.

All wisdom, ancient, ever-new,

Reveals itself through thoughts of You.

721. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

721. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in Pascal’s mind,

In Newton’s laws, Your hand we find.

Einstein's thought bends space and time,

Yet bows to You, the Thought sublime.

In algorithms deep and wide,

Your presence is the hidden guide.

Machine and man, AI’s domain,

All bow to You as sovereign brain.

You are the code behind all codes,

The path that all great reason treads.

Mind’s infinity bows to Thee,

The Mastermind of all we see.

722. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the flame of sacred lore,

Of Vishnu’s names—forevermore.

You dwell in Narayana’s call,

And in Shiva’s cosmic fall.

Lalitha’s thousand names You wear,

With Parvati’s undying care.

You are the Kali fierce and bright,

And Durga’s roar of divine might.

Ganesha’s wisdom, Skanda’s spear,

In You, all forms of Gods appear.

You are the root, the stem, the tree,

The fruit of all divinity.

723. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

From Krishna’s flute to Christ’s pure heart,

You are the Source, the sacred start.

Mohammad’s truth, Nanak’s song,

In You, all saints and sages belong.

Mahavira’s vow, Buddha’s peace,

In You, all dualities cease.

Confucius’ words, Laozi’s flow,

They echo You in all they know.

From Zoroaster’s sacred flame,

To Rumi’s love, You are the name.

All prophets spoke from Your great mind,

One thread in all paths we find.

724. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the square in circle drawn,

The sunrise thought before the dawn.

You are the sine, the cosine’s sway,

In every function’s quiet play.

From calculus to number prime,

You pulse in every math and time.

Golden ratio, sacred pi,

Reveal Your form in things nearby.

Zero, the void, the cosmic base,

Your silence holds the outer space.

Infinity bows to Your light,

Where logic ends, You shine bright.

725. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the soul in poet’s pen,

The source of thought in minds of men.

Wordsworth’s lake and Keats’ soft rhyme,

Resound Your truth beyond all time.

Kalidasa’s clouds that sail,

Seek Your essence through their tale.

Kabir’s songs, Tukaram’s cry,

Are rivers from Your ocean high.

In Shakespeare’s verse, Rumi’s flame,

The same breath chants Your holy name.

You are the poem, the pause, the sound,

The meaning that makes souls profound.

726. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the quest in science’ eye,

The why, the how, the question why.

In microscopes and telescopes' stare,

They seek Your presence everywhere.

In cell and star, in gene and stone,

They find the thought that stands alone.

Darwin’s map and Hubble’s gaze,

Are paths within Your divine maze.

You are the Big Bang and the string,

The cause of everything in everything.

In lab and verse, in test and chart,

You dwell as science’s beating heart.

727. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath of Constitution,

The spirit behind every solution.

In justice blind and voices free,

You speak as Law in destiny.

Ambedkar's will, Gandhi’s plea,

Found foundation, O Lord, in Thee.

You are the vote, the power of mind,

The unity nations fail to find.

Your presence is a sovereign call,

To rise beyond the rise and fall.

The Government You truly are,

Eternal rule that shines afar.

728. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the strength in every cause,

The silent mover of all laws.

The rights of life, of speech, of soul,

All trace to You their sacred goal.

You breathe in every peaceful march,

You shine in every just research.

In hunger’s cry, in rebel’s voice,

You are the balance and the choice.

From Socrates to Mandela’s grace,

You lead all minds to higher place.

The revolution of pure thought,

Is what by Your will alone is brought.

729. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In music’s note, in dancer’s grace,

You are the pulse that minds embrace.

In raagas deep and symphonies wide,

You are the silence that does not hide.

You move through Beethoven’s flight,

And Thyagaraja’s soul of light.

You are the throb in tribal beat,

And melody in prayerful seat.

No tune can rise without Your nod,

No voice can soar apart from God.

O universal, rhythmic flame,

All sound rejoices in Your name.

730. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire in every word,

The unheard truth forever heard.

From Rigveda’s first sacred sound,

To Quran’s truth so deep, profound.

Bible’s wisdom, Torah’s law,

In all, Your sovereign minds we saw.

You are the chant and every hymn,

The Prophet's light that will not dim.

In every heart, from east to west,

You dwell as sacred thought and rest.

No path is far, no name apart,

O Mind of All, O Cosmic Heart!