Palayachyutha Stotra (पलयच्युथ स्तोत्र)

Please nurture me Achyutha,
Please nurture me undefeated one,
Please nurture me the abode of Lakshmi,
Who playfully lifted the mountain,
Who keeps all the word within himself,
And who makes his people his own.

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Who is the sun which opens
The lotus mind of Madhwacharya,
Who is the most pretty one,
Who has bright moon like face,
Which is soft and blemishless,
Who is personification of mercy,
Whose neck is like a pretty conch,
Who never ever decays,
Who cures all sufferings,
And who has made Udupi his home. 1

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Whose hands make his amulets shine,
And the churn and the rope which do good,
Whose chest is adorned with long garlands,
Garlands made of gems and necklaces,
Who is the total destroyer of sins,
Who makes wicked people inactive,
Who can be won over by devotion,
And who has made the great Udupi as his home. 2

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Whose pretty slender golden belly is bewitching,
Who in order to give personal experience of himself,
Grants salvation and wealth to his devotees,
Who is a great lover of Arjuna,
And who destroyer of wicked people,
And lives in the blemish less Udupi. 3

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Who is graced by waist belt,
In which small golden bells are strung,
Who cannot be cheated by bad ones,
Who wears a golden cloth inlaid with pearls,
Tied around his pretty waist,
Whose body shines like the black clouds,
Who has pretty thighs similar to elephant’ss trunk,
Who is free of all blemishes,
Who is full of bliss and knowledge,
And who has made the great Udupi as his home. 4

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Who has bewitching knees and shanks,
Who does not give illusion to his devotees,
Who gives illusion to the wicked,
Who by the luster of his pearl like nails,
Destroys the darkness of the mind,
Who is the storehouse of all that is good,
Who is daily being worshipped,
By his consort goddess Lakshmi herself,
And Oh mind meditate constantly on him,
Who has made Udupi his home. 5

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Who by the brightness of his two,
Lotus like feet brightens even,
The fan like long thick and dense,
Tuft of the prostrating group of devas,
Who destroys the evil of kali age,
Who wears ornaments suitable to a hero,
Who wears exquisite anklets,
And who resides within our bodies,
And carry within our mind,
Him who has Udupi his home. 6

Meditate till the end on that Hari,
Who is far beyond the reach of the feeble debators,
Basing their arguments not on our holy books,
Who gives great happiness to them, who,
Are the king of poets who understand such books,
Who bestows on his devotees eternal happiness,
Who is worshipped by god like sages,
Who is the storehouse of all that is good,
And who lives in Udupi which is beyond comparison. 7

Oh brave man, get rid of all worries,
By meditating on the full moon like Achyutha,
And meditate till the end on that Hari,
Who is dear to sage Narada,
Who has eyes like the lotus,
Whose reality is himself alone,
Who really protects his devotees,
Who is like the moon among,
The lamps which are like stars,
And who has made Dwaraka like Udupi his home. 8

This octet, which pertains to the cowherd who,
Who has made the temple of Udupi as his home,
And which is dear to Lord Hari
Which removes all sorrows,
Which is full of good qualities and is pretty,
Which destroys the impurities of the mind
Which is composed by the great Sage,
Vadhiraja submitting his mind at the feet of the lord,
Would provide great happiness in this world
And later make one devoid of ignorance
And provide blemish less well being in the other world.
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