I prostrate the immortal one who reclines on the king-serpent,
bestower of prosperity to the Puru dynasty.
Oh PADMANABHA! Your feet are worshipped by BRAHMA, SIVA, INDRA and other
One who resides in the gem studded mansion in the snow white island
amidst the milky ocean. One who is forever worshipped by NARADA, GARUDA
and the devoted ascetics. One who is adorned with the radiant divinely
weapons SUDARSANA and NANDAKA.The embodiment of prosperity, having lotus like feet which
are worshipped by celestials. Oh PADMANABHA!
You took the adorable child like form due to the extreme devotion of
the meritorious sage DIVAKARA; Your pranks were restrained by the hands
of the YOGI while snitching away the SALAGRAMA of daily worship. Out
of compassion for the swiftly searching sage, you became steadfast near
the tree in ANANTHAPURA. Oh PADMANABHA!
You, being extolled by the sage, took a beautiful form for the sake
of his devotion. You are surrounded by the holy PADMATIRTTHA, redeeming
all woes and miseries. You are praised by AGASTYA, MAHENDRA, TRIKUTA and MALAYACALENDRA.
You are resplendent on the golden VIMANA made by VANCI MARTHANDA VARMA
- the annihilator of wickeds.
You are adorned by the crown, lusterous as the sun, the fish-shaped ear-rings,
pearl garlands, KAUSTUBHA, shining PITAMBARA, golden girdle around
the waist and beautiful VANAMALA. You delight in LAKSHADIPA-festival
of lamps in lakhs-and other daily UTSAVA-rituals done by the sinless
and unparallel Kings of VANCI. Oh! PADMANABHA, whose eyes brim with
the nectar of compassion and which are akin to the softest inner petals
of the lotus.