Mahishasura Mardini Stotram
മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി സ്തോത്രമ്
The Sanskrit text in Malayalam script. The Roman line and the meaning are the same as in the original.
അയി ഗിരിനന്ദിനി നന്ദിതമേദിനി വിശ്വവിനോദിനി നന്ദിനുതേ ഗിരിവരവിന്ധ്യശിരോഽധിനിവാസിനി വിഷ്ണുവിലാസിനി ജിഷ്ണുനുതേ।
ഭഗവതി ഹേ ശിതികണ്ഠകുടുമ്ബിനി ഭൂരികുടുമ്ബിനി ഭൂരികൃതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi girinandini nanditamedini vishvavinodini nandinute girivaravindhyashirodhinivasini vishnuvilasini jishnunute, bhagavati he shitikanthakutumbini bhurikutumbini bhurikrite jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O daughter of the mountain, who gladdens the earth and delights the universe, praised by Nandi; who dwells on the peak of the great Vindhya, the joy of Vishnu, praised by Indra; O Goddess, wife of blue-throated Shiva, mother of a vast family, doer of countless deeds: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, with your lovely braided hair, daughter of the mountain!
സുരവരവര്ഷിണി ദുര്ധരധര്ഷിണി ദുര്മുഖമര്ഷിണി ഹര്ഷരതേ ത്രിഭുവനപോഷിണി ശങ്കരതോഷിണി കില്ബിഷമോഷിണി ഘോഷരതേ।
ദനുജനിരോഷിണി ദിതിസുതരോഷിണി ദുര്മദശോഷിണി സിന്ധുസുതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Suravaravarshini durdharadharshini durmukhamarshini harsharate tribhuvanaposhini shankaratoshini kilbishamoshini ghosharate, danujaniroshini ditisutaroshini durmadashoshini sindhusute jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You shower boons on the gods, subdue the unconquerable, crush the demon Durmukha, and delight in joy; you nourish the three worlds, please Shankara, wash away sin and love the sound of praise; you are fierce toward the demons, wrathful against Diti’s sons, you dry up the pride of the wicked, daughter of the ocean: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി ജഗദമ്ബ മദമ്ബ കദമ്ബവനപ്രിയവാസിനി ഹാസരതേ ശിഖരിശിരോമണിതുങ്ഗഹിമാലയശൃങ്ഗനിജാലയമധ്യഗതേ।
മധുമധുരേ മധുകൈടഭഗഞ്ജിനി കൈടഭഭഞ്ജിനി രാസരതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi jagadamba madamba kadambavanapriyavasini hasarate shikharishiromanitungahimalayashringanijalayamadhyagate, madhumadhure madhukaitabhaganjini kaitabhabhanjini rasarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O Mother of the world, my mother, who loves to dwell in the kadamba forest and delights in laughter; whose home is the lofty Himalaya, crest jewel of mountains; sweet as honey, who humbled Madhu and shattered Kaitabha, who delights in the circle dance: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി ശതഖണ്ഡവിഖണ്ഡിതരുണ്ഡവിതുണ്ഡിതശുണ്ഡഗജാധിപതേ രിപുഗജഗണ്ഡവിദാരണചണ്ഡപരാക്രമശുണ്ഡമൃഗാധിപതേ।
നിജഭുജദണ്ഡനിപാതിതഖണ്ഡവിപാതിതമുണ്ഡഭടാധിപതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi shatakhandavikhanditarundavitunditashundagajadhipate ripugajagandavidaranachandaparakramashundamrigadhipate, nijabhujadandanipatitakhandavipatitamundabhatadhipate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You cut the trunks of the enemy’s lordly elephants into a hundred pieces; your lion, king of beasts, fierce in might, tears open the temples of the enemy’s elephants; with your own mighty arms you struck down the demon commanders and severed their heads: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി രണദുര്മദശത്രുവധോദിതദുര്ധരനിര്ജരശക്തിഭൃതേ ചതുരവിചാരധുരീണമഹാശിവദൂതകൃതപ്രമഥാധിപതേ।
ദുരിതദുരീഹദുരാശയദുര്മതിദാനവദൂതകൃതാന്തമതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi ranadurmadashatruvadhoditadurdharanirjarashaktibhrite chaturavicharadhurinamahashivadutakritapramathadhipate, duritadurihadurashayadurmatidanavadutakritantamate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You bear the irresistible power of the gods, roused to slay foes drunk on war; you made Shiva, wisest of counsellors, your messenger and rule his attendants; you resolved to bring death to the demon’s envoy of wicked mind and evil intent: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി ശരണാഗതവൈരിവധൂവരവീരവരാഭയദായകരേ ത്രിഭുവനമസ്തകശൂലവിരോധിശിരോധികൃതാമലശൂലകരേ।
ദുമിദുമിതാമരദുന്ദുഭിനാദമഹോമുഖരീകൃതതിഗ്മകരേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi sharanagatavairivadhuvaraviravarabhayadayakare tribhuvanamastakashulavirodhishirodhikritamalashulakare, dumidumitamaradundubhinadamahomukharikritatigmakare jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your hand grants fearlessness to the wives of enemies who seek refuge and to the bravest heroes; your hand holds a spotless trident against the heads of those who threaten the three worlds; you make the heavens ring with the gods’ drums, “dumi dumi”: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി നിജഹുങ്കൃതിമാത്രനിരാകൃതധൂമ്രവിലോചനധൂമ്രശതേ സമരവിശോഷിതശോണിതബീജസമുദ്ഭവശോണിതബീജലതേ।
ശിവശിവ ശുമ്ഭനിശുമ്ഭമഹാഹവതര്പിതഭൂതപിശാചരതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi nijahunkritimatranirakritadhumravilochanadhumrashate samaravishoshitashonitabijasamudbhavashonitabijalate, shivashiva shumbhanishumbhamahahavatarpitabhutapishacharate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
With just your “Hum” you destroyed Dhumralochana and hundreds of his smoky hosts; in battle you dried up Raktabija and the whole vine of demons sprung from his blood; you delighted the spirits and goblins, feasting after the great war with Shumbha and Nishumbha: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
ധനുരനുഷങ്ഗരണക്ഷണസങ്ഗപരിസ്ഫുരദങ്ഗനടത്കടകേ കനകപിശങ്ഗപൃഷത്കനിഷങ്ഗരസദ്ഭടശൃങ്ഗഹതാവടുകേ।
കൃതചതുരങ്ഗബലക്ഷിതിരങ്ഗഘടദ്ബഹുരങ്ഗരടദ്ബടുകേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Dhanuranushangaranakshanasangaparisphuradanganatatkatake kanakapishangaprishatkanishangarasadbhatashringahatavatuke, kritachaturangabalakshitirangaghatadbahurangaratadbatuke jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your bracelets flash and dance on your arms as you draw the bow in the heat of battle; with golden arrows from your quiver you strike down the roaring warriors; on the battlefield where the four-part armies clash, many-coloured troops cry out: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
സുരലലനാതതഥേയിതഥേയികൃതാഭിനയോദരനൃത്യരതേ കൃതകുകുഥഃ കുകുഥോ ഗഡദാദികതാലകുതൂഹലഗാനരതേ।
ധുധുകുട ധുക്കുട ധിന്ധിമിതധ്വനിധീരമൃദങ്ഗനിനാദരതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Suralalanatatatheyitatheyikritabhinayodaranrityarate kritakukuthah kukutho gadadadikatalakutuhalaganarate, dhudhukuta dhukkuta dhindhimitadhvanidhiramridanganinadarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You delight in the expressive dance of the heavenly maidens to the beat “tatheyi tatheyi”; you enjoy songs set to playful rhythms; you love the deep sound of the mridanga going “dhudhukuta dhukkuta dhimdhim”: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
ജയ ജയ ജപ്യജയേ ജയശബ്ദപരസ്തുതിതത്പരവിശ്വനുതേ ഝണഝണഝിഞ്ഝിമിഝിങ്കൃതനൂപുരശിഞ്ജിതമോഹിതഭൂതപതേ।
നടിതനടാര്ധനടീനടനായകനാടിതനാട്യസുഗാനരതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Jaya jaya japyajaye jayashabdaparastutitatparavishvanute jhanajhanajhinjhimijhinkritanupurashinjitamohitabhutapate, natitanatardhanatinatanayakanatitanatyasuganarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Victory, victory to you, whose triumph is worth chanting, praised by the whole universe with cries of victory; the jingle of your anklets, “jhana jhana jhimjhimi”, enchants Shiva, lord of beings; you delight in the song and dance led by Shiva, lord of dancers, who is half woman: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി സുമനഃസുമനഃസുമനഃസുമനഃസുമനോഹരകാന്തിയുതേ ശ്രിതരജനീരജനീരജനീരജനീരജനീകരവക്ത്രവൃതേ।
സുനയനവിഭ്രമരഭ്രമരഭ്രമരഭ്രമരഭ്രമരാധിപതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi sumanahsumanahsumanahsumanahsumanoharakantiyute shritarajanirajanirajanirajanirajanikaravaktravrite, sunayanavibhramarabhramarabhramarabhramarabhramaradhipate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You shine with a radiance lovelier than flowers, enchanting to gods and good souls; your face glows like the moon that lights the night; your lovely eyes dart like black bees, O queen of the bees (Bhramari): victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
സഹിതമഹാഹവമല്ലമതല്ലികമല്ലിതരല്ലകമല്ലരതേ വിരചിതവല്ലികപല്ലികമല്ലികഝില്ലികഭില്ലികവര്ഗവൃതേ।
സിതകൃതഫുല്ലസമുല്ലസിതാരുണതല്ലജപല്ലവസല്ലലിതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Sahitamahahavamallamatallikamallitarallakamallarate virachitavallikapallikamallikajhillikabhillikavargavrite, sitakritaphullasamullasitarunatallajapallavasallalite jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You delight in wrestling the great champions of battle; you are surrounded by bands of forest women adorned with creepers and jasmine; you are lovely with bright red blossoms and fresh young shoots: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അവിരലഗണ്ഡഗലന്മദമേദുരമത്തമതങ്ഗജരാജപതേ ത്രിഭുവനഭൂഷണഭൂതകലാനിധിരൂപപയോനിധിരാജസുതേ।
അയി സുദതീജനലാലസമാനസമോഹനമന്മഥരാജസുതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Aviralagandagalanmadameduramattamatangajarajapate tribhuvanabhushanabhutakalanidhirupapayonidhirajasute, ayi sudatijanalalasamanasamohanamanmatharajasute jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your gait is as majestic as a great elephant in rut; you are the daughter of the ocean king, lovely as the moon that adorns the three worlds; you are as captivating as a princess of the god of love, enchanting even the hearts of fair women: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
കമലദലാമലകോമലകാന്തികലാകലിതാമലഭാലലതേ സകലവിലാസകലാനിലയക്രമകേലിചലത്കലഹംസകുലേ।
അലികുലസങ്കുലകുവലയമണ്ഡലമൌലിമിലദ്ബകുലാലികുലേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Kamaladalamalakomalakantikalakalitamalabhalalate sakalavilasakalanilayakramakelichalatkalahamsakule, alikulasankulakuvalayamandalamaulimiladbakulalikule jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your fair forehead glows with the soft, spotless radiance of a lotus petal; flocks of swans follow your graceful gait, home of every art; your hair is crowned with bakula blossoms and blue lilies swarming with bees: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
കരമുരലീരവവീജിതകൂജിതലജ്ജിതകോകിലമഞ്ജുമതേ മിലിതപുലിന്ദമനോഹരഗുഞ്ജിതരഞ്ജിതശൈലനികുഞ്ജഗതേ।
നിജഗുണഭൂതമഹാശബരീഗണസദ്ഗുണസമ്ഭൃതകേലിതലേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Karamuraliravavijitakujitalajjitakokilamanjumate militapulindamanoharagunjitaranjitashailanikunjagate, nijagunabhutamahashabariganasadgunasambhritakelitale jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
The music of the flute in your hand puts the sweet koel to shame; you roam mountain groves made lovely by the humming songs of the forest folk; your playground is filled with bands of tribal women who embody your own virtues: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
കടിതടപീതദുകൂലവിചിത്രമയൂഖതിരസ്കൃതചന്ദ്രരുചേ പ്രണതസുരാസുരമൌലിമണിസ്ഫുരദംശുലസന്നഖചന്ദ്രരുചേ।
ജിതകനകാചലമൌലിപദോര്ജിതനിര്ഭരകുഞ്ജരകുമ്ഭകുചേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Katitatapitadukulavichitramayukhatiraskritachandraruche pranatasurasuramaulimanisphuradamshulasannakhachandraruche, jitakanakachalamaulipadorjitanirbharakunjarakumbhakuche jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
The yellow silk at your waist outshines the moon with its many-coloured gleam; your moon-like toenails sparkle with light from the crown jewels of bowing gods and demons; your bosom is fuller than the golden mountain’s peaks: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
വിജിതസഹസ്രകരൈകസഹസ്രകരൈകസഹസ്രകരൈകനുതേ കൃതസുരതാരകസങ്ഗരതാരകസങ്ഗരതാരകസൂനുസുതേ।
സുരഥസമാധിസമാനസമാധിസമാധിസമാധിസുജാതരതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Vijitasahasrakaraikasahasrakaraikasahasrakaraikanute kritasuratarakasangaratarakasangaratarakasunusute, surathasamadhisamanasamadhisamadhisamadhisujatarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You outshine the thousand-rayed sun, who himself praises you; your son Kartikeya fought Taraka in the war of the gods; you delight in the deep meditation of King Suratha and the merchant Samadhi: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
പദകമലം കരുണാനിലയേ വരിവസ്യതി യോഽനുദിനം സുശിവേ അയി കമലേ കമലാനിലയേ കമലാനിലയഃ സ കഥം ന ഭവേത്।
തവ പദമേവ പരമ്പദമിത്യനുശീലയതോ മമ കിം ന ശിവേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Padakamalam karunanilaye varivasyati yonudinam sushive ayi kamale kamalanilaye kamalanilayah sa katham na bhavet, tava padameva parampadamityanushilayato mama kim na shive jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O auspicious one, home of compassion, O Kamala who dwells in the lotus: whoever worships your lotus feet every day, how could they not become a home of prosperity? I hold your feet to be the highest state; what could I lack, O gracious one? Victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
കനകലസത്കലസിന്ധുജലൈരനുസിഞ്ചിനുതേ ഗുണരങ്ഗഭുവമ് ഭജതി സ കിം ന ശചീകുചകുമ്ഭതടീപരിരമ്ഭസുഖാനുഭവമ്।
തവ ചരണം ശരണം കരവാണി നതാമരവാണിനിവാസി ശിവമ് ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Kanakalasatkalasindhujalairanusinchinute gunarangabhuvam bhajati sa kim na shachikuchakumbhatatiparirambhasukhanubhavam, tava charanam sharanam karavani natamaravaninivasi shivam jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Whoever bathes your form, the stage of all virtues, with shining golden waters of the sacred river, will he not enjoy the delights of heaven like Indra? I take refuge at your auspicious feet, you to whom the gods bow and in whom dwells the goddess of speech: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
തവ വിമലേന്ദുകുലം വദനേന്ദുമലം സകലം നനു കൂലയതേ കിമു പുരുഹൂതപുരീന്ദുമുഖീസുമുഖീഭിരസൌ വിമുഖീക്രിയതേ।
മമ തു മതം ശിവനാമധനേ ഭവതീ കൃപയാ കിമുത ക്രിയതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Tava vimalendukulam vadanendumalam sakalam nanu kulayate kimu puruhutapurindumukhisumukhibhirasau vimukhikriyate, mama tu matam shivanamadhane bhavati kripaya kimuta kriyate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your spotless moon-like face outshines every moon; one who has seen it is never drawn away by the moon-faced beauties of Indra’s city. I truly believe, O you whose treasure is Shiva’s name, there is nothing your grace cannot do: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
അയി മയി ദീനദയാലുതയാ കൃപയൈവ ത്വയാ ഭവിതവ്യമുമേ അയി ജഗതോ ജനനീ കൃപയാസി യഥാസി തഥാനുമിതാസിരതേ।
യദുചിതമത്ര ഭവത്യുരരീകുരുതാദുരുതാപമപാകുരുതേ ജയ ജയ ഹേ മഹിഷാസുരമര്ദിനി രമ്യകപര്ദിനി ശൈലസുതേ॥Ayi mayi dinadayalutaya kripayaiva tvaya bhavitavyamume ayi jagato janani kripayasi yathasi tathanumitasirate, yaduchitamatra bhavatyurarikurutadurutapamapakurute jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O Uma, out of your kindness to the helpless, please be gracious to me. You are the Mother of the world, and you are known to be as compassionate as you are. Do what is fitting here and take away my great suffering: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
സ്തുതിമിമാം സ്തിമിതഃ സുസമാധിനാ നിയമതോ യമതോഽനുദിനം പഠേത്।
പരമയാ രമയാ സ നിഷേവ്യതേ പരിജനോഽരിജനോഽപി ച തം ഭജേത്॥Stutimimam stimitah susamadhina niyamato yamatonudinam pathet, paramaya ramaya sa nishevyate parijanorijanopi cha tam bhajet.
Whoever recites this hymn every day, calm, absorbed in meditation and self-disciplined, is served by Lakshmi, the supreme goddess of fortune, and both his own people and even his enemies come to serve him.