अयिगिरिनन्दिनि नन्दितमेदिनि विश्वविनोदिनि नन्दनुते गिरिवरविन्ध्य-शिरोधिनिवासिनि विष्णुविलासिनि जिष्णुनुते। भगवति हे शितिकण्ठकुटुम्बिनि भूरिकुटुम्बिनि भूरिकृते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
ayigirinandini nanditamedini viśvavinodini nandanute girivaravindhya-śirodhinivāsini viṣṇuvilāsini jiṣṇunute| bhagavati he śitikaṇṭhakuṭumbini bhūrikuṭumbini bhūrikṛte jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O daughter of the mountain, delight of the earth and joy of the universe, praised by the gods; dweller on the crest of the great Vindhya, in whom Viṣṇu delights and whom victorious Indra extols; O Goddess, consort of the blue-throated Śiva, kin to all beings and doer of boundless good — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
O showerer of boons on the gods, crusher of the unassailable, destroyer of the evil-faced, ever rejoicing; nourisher of the three worlds, delight of Śaṅkara, remover of sin; enraged at the demons and sons of Diti, drainer of their mad pride, O daughter of the ocean — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
O Mother of the world, my own Mother, who love to dwell in the kadamba groves and delight in laughter; crest-jewel of mountains, dwelling amid the lofty Himālayan peaks that are your home; sweet as honey, vanquisher of Madhu and Kaiṭabha, ever in blissful play — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
अयि शतखण्डविखण्डितरुण्डवितुण्डितशुण्डगजाधिपते रिपुगजगण्डविदारणचण्डपराक्रमशुण्डमृगाधिपते। निजभुजदण्डनिपातितखण्डविपातितमुण्डभटाधिपते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O Goddess who splits into a hundred pieces the trunks of the foe’s mighty war-elephants, of fierce valour tearing apart the enemy elephants; who with your own arm strike down and shatter the heads of the demon warriors — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
अयि रणदुर्मदशत्रुवधोद्यतदुर्धरनिर्जरशक्तिभृते चतुरविचारधुरीणमहाशिवदूतकृतप्रमथाधिपते। दुरितदुरीहदुराशयदुर्मतिदानवदूतकृतान्तमते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O wielder of the irresistible, undecaying power raised up to slay the battle-maddened foe; who made the wise, foremost Śiva your messenger and lord of the goblin hosts; who brought to their end the sinful, ill-intentioned demon envoys — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
Verse 7 — अयि शरणागतवैरिवधूवरवीरवराभयदानकरे…
अयि शरणागतवैरिवधूवरवीरवराभयदानकरे त्रिभुवनमस्तकशूलविरोधिशिरोधिकृतामलशूलकरे। दुमिदुमितामरदुन्दुभिनादमहो मुखरीकृततिग्मकरे जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O giver of fearless refuge and boons even to the wives and heroes of surrendering enemies; who set your spotless spear against the spear that menaced the heads of the three worlds; before whom the immortals’ kettledrums resound “dumi-dumi” amid blazing light — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
अयि निजहुङ्कृतिमात्रनिराकृतधूम्रविलोचनधूम्रशते समरविशोषितशोणितबीजसमुद्भवशोणितबीजलते। शिवशिवशुम्भनिशुम्भमहाहवतर्पितभूतपिशाचरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O Goddess who by a mere roar reduced to ashes the hundreds of smoke-eyed demons (Dhūmralocana); who dried up in battle the blood-born seeds of Raktabīja; who gladdened the ghosts and goblins with the great sacrifice of slaying Śumbha and Niśumbha — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
Verse 9 — धनुरनुसंगरणक्षणसंगपरिस्फुरदङ्गनटत्कटके…
धनुरनुसंगरणक्षणसंगपरिस्फुरदङ्गनटत्कटके कनकपिशङ्गपृषत्कनिषङ्गरसद्भटशृङ्गहताबटुके। कृतचतुरंगबलक्षितिरङ्गघटद्बहुरङ्गरटद्बटुके जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
dhanuranusaṃgaraṇakṣaṇasaṃgaparisphuradaṅganaṭatkaṭake kanakapiśaṅgapṛṣatkaniṣaṅgarasadbhaṭaśṛṅgahatābaṭuke| kṛtacaturaṃgabalakṣitiraṅgaghaṭadbahuraṅgaraṭadbaṭuke jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O Goddess whose ornaments dance as you move drawing the bow in the fray; whose golden-hued arrows from the quiver strike down the roaring warriors; who set the battlefield astir with the tumult of the four-fold army — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
सुरललना-ततथेयि-तथेयि-कृताभिनयोदर-नृत्यरते कृतकुकुथः कुकुथो गडदादिक-ताल-कुतूहल-गानरते। धुधुकुट धुक्कुट धिंधिमितध्वनिधीरमृदङ्गनिनादरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O Goddess delighting in the dance whose steps beat “ta-theyi ta-theyi”, absorbed in joyous song keeping rhythm and measure; delighting in the deep sound of the mṛdaṅga drum beating “dhu-dhu-kuṭa dhikita” — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
O Goddess acclaimed by all the world with cries of “jaya jaya”; enchanting the lord of beings with the jingling “jhaṇa-jhaṇa” of your anklets; delighting in the fine song and dance of master dancers — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
अयि सुमनः सुमनः सुमनः सुमनः सुमनोहरकांतियुते श्रितरजनी-रजनीरजनी-रजनीरजनीकर-वक्त्रवृते। सुनयनविभ्रमर-भ्रमरभ्रमर-भ्रमरभ्रमराधिपते। जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O Goddess of surpassing loveliness, fair beyond the fair; whose face outshines the moon that lights the night; queen among the bees that hover about the lotus — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
सहितमहाहव-मल्लमतल्लिक-मल्लितरल्लक-मल्लरते विरचितवल्लिक-पल्लिकमल्लिक-भिल्लिकभिल्लिक-वर्गवृते। सित्कृत्पुल्लसमुल्लसितारुण-तल्लज-पल्लव-सल्ललिते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
sahitamahāhava-mallamatallika-mallitarallaka-mallarate viracitavallika-pallikamallika-bhillikabhillika-vargavṛte| sitkṛtpullasamullasitāruṇa-tallaja-pallava-sallalite jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O Goddess attended in the great battle by throngs of champion warriors and hosts of forest tribes; graceful with tender, glowing, reddish sprouts and blossoms — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
अविरलगण्ड-गलन्मदमेदुर-मत्तमत्तंगज-राजपते त्रिभिवनभूषणभूत-कलानिधि-रूपपयोनिधि-राजसुते। अयि सुदतीजन-लालसमानस-मोहनमन्मथराजसुते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
O Goddess like a royal rutting elephant streaming with ichor; daughter of the moon-jewel, ocean of beauty, that adorns the three worlds; who charms the mind like Kāmadeva himself, longed for in the hearts of the fair — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
कमलदलामल-कोमलकान्ति-कला-कलितामल-भाललते सकलविलास-कलानिलयक्रम-केलिचलत्कल-हंसकुले। अलिकुलसङ्कुल-कुवलयमण्डल-मौलिमिलद्बकुलालिकुले जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
kamaladalāmala-komalakānti-kalā-kalitāmala-bhālalate sakalavilāsa-kalānilayakrama-kelicalatkala-haṃsakule| alikulasaṅkula-kuvalayamaṇḍala-maulimiladbakulālikule jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O Goddess whose brow is a spotless, tender arc of beauty; abode of every grace, where swans move in playful sport; around whose dark lotus-like locks the bees swarm and cluster — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
करमुरलीरव-वीजितकूजित-लज्जितकोकिल-मञ्जुमते मिलितपुलिन्द-मनोहरगुंजित-रंजितशैल-निकुञ्जगते। निजगुणभूत-महाशबरीगण-सद्गुणसम्भृत-केलितले जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
karamuralīrava-vījitakūjita-lajjitakokila-mañjumate militapulinda-manoharaguṃjita-raṃjitaśaila-nikuñjagate| nijaguṇabhūta-mahāśabarīgaṇa-sadguṇasambhṛta-kelitale jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O Goddess whose sweet murmur outshines the cuckoo’s song fanned by the flute in your hand; who dwells in mountain groves ringing with the songs of the Pulinda tribes; who sports in the greenwood graced by the virtues of the great Śabara women — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
कटितटपीत-दुकूलविचित्र-मयूखतिरस्कृत-चन्द्ररुचे प्रणतसुरासुर-मौलिमणिस्फुरदंशुल-सन्नख-चन्द्ररुचे। जितकनकाचल-मौलिपदोर्जित-निर्भरकुंजर-कुम्भकुचे जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
kaṭitaṭapīta-dukūlavicitra-mayūkhatiraskṛta-candraruce praṇatasurāsura-maulimaṇisphuradaṃśula-sannakha-candraruce| jitakanakācala-maulipadorjita-nirbharakuṃjara-kumbhakuce jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O Goddess whose silken yellow waist-garment eclipses the moon’s rays with its splendour; the glow of whose bright nails, as gods and demons bow, shines like little moons; whose fullness surpasses the golden peaks and the temples of elephants — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
विजितसहस्र-करैक-सहस्र-करैक-सहस्र-करैकनुते कृतसुरतारक-सङ्गरतारक-सङ्गरतारक-सुनूसुते। सुरथसमाधि-समानसमाधि-समाधि-समाधि-सुजातरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
vijitasahasra-karaika-sahasra-karaika-sahasra-karaikanute kṛtasuratāraka-saṅgaratāraka-saṅgaratāraka-sunūsute| surathasamādhi-samānasamādhi-samādhi-samādhi-sujātarate jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O Goddess extolled again and again, victorious beyond the thousand-rayed sun and the thousand-armed; who fulfilled through deep meditation the hearts of King Suratha and the sage Samādhi — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
Verse 19 — पदकमलं करुणानिलये वरिवस्यति योनुदिनम् स शिवे…
पदकमलं करुणानिलये वरिवस्यति योनुदिनम् स शिवे अयि कमले कमलानिलये कमलानिलयः स कथं न भवेत्। तव पदमेव परम्पदमित्यनुशीलयतो मम किं न शिवे जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
padakamalaṃ karuṇānilaye varivasyati yonudinam sa śive ayi kamale kamalānilaye kamalānilayaḥ sa kathaṃ na bhavet| tava padameva parampadamityanuśīlayato mama kiṃ na śive jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
O gracious abode of compassion — whoever daily worships your lotus feet, O auspicious one, becomes like the Lord of Kamalā (Viṣṇu) himself; for one who holds that your feet are the very supreme state, what, O Goddess, remains unattained? — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
कनकलसत्कलसिन्धु-जलैरनु-सिञ्चिनुते गुणरङ्गभुवम् भजति स किं न शचीकुचकुम्भतटीपरिरम्भ-सुखानुभवम्। तवचरणं शरणङ्करवाणि नतामरवाणिनिवासिशिवम् जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
kanakalasatkalasindhu-jalairanu-siñcinute guṇaraṅgabhuvam bhajati sa kiṃ na śacīkucakumbhataṭīparirambha-sukhānubhavam| tavacaraṇaṃ śaraṇaṅkaravāṇi natāmaravāṇinivāsiśivam jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
Does not one who bathes the arena of your virtues with streams from golden pitchers taste supreme bliss? I make your feet my refuge, O Goddess in whom the gods’ speech and the auspicious Śiva dwell — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
तव विमलेन्दुकुलं वदनेन्दुमलं सकलं ननुकूलयते किमु पुरुहूतपुरीन्दु-मुखी-सुमुखीभिरसौ विमुखीक्रियते। मम तु मतं शिवनामधने भवती कृपया किमुत क्रियते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्य कपर्दिनि शैलसुते
tava vimalendukulaṃ vadanendumalaṃ sakalaṃ nanukūlayate kimu puruhūtapurīndu-mukhī-sumukhībhirasau vimukhīkriyate| mama tu mataṃ śivanāmadhane bhavatī kṛpayā kimuta kriyate jaya jaya he mahiṣāsuramardini ramya kapardini śailasute
Your spotless full-moon face outshines the very orb of the moon; are not even the fair-faced women of Indra’s city turned away, outshone by it? My conviction, O treasure of Śiva’s name, rests on you alone — what more need your grace do? — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
O Umā, be gracious to me, lowly as I am, out of your very compassion; O Mother of the world, you are ever as compassionate as your nature is; do here whatever is fitting, and take away my grievous suffering — victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahiṣāsura, lovely one of beautiful matted locks, O daughter of the mountain!
फलश्रुतिः
फलश्रुतिः
phalaśrutiḥ
Phalaśruti — the fruit of reciting this hymn.
Verse 23 — स्तुतिमिमां स्तिमितः सुसमाधिना नियमतो…
स्तुतिमिमां स्तिमितः सुसमाधिना नियमतो यमतोनुदिनं पठेत्। परमया रमया स निषेव्यते परिजनोऽरिजनोऽपि च तं भजेत् ॥
stutimimāṃ stimitaḥ susamādhinā niyamato yamatonudinaṃ paṭhet| paramayā ramayā sa niṣevyate parijano'rijano'pi ca taṃ bhajet ||
Whoever, calm and composed in deep meditation, recites this hymn with discipline day by day is cherished by the supreme Goddess Ramā; his kinsfolk — and even his foes — come to honour him.
About Mahiṣāsura Mardinī Stotram
Mahiṣāsura Mardinī Stotram is a Sanskrit stotra, composed by Rāmakṛṣṇa Kavi, addressed to Durga — a Stotra. It is presented here in Devanagari, Roman (IAST), Kannada, each verse with its English meaning. Source text: Sanskrit Wikisource.
Also known as: Aigiri Nandini, Ayigiri Nandini, Mahishasura Mardini Stotram.
A poet-devotee of the Goddess — identified in some traditions with Tenāli Rāma of Kṛṣṇadevarāya’s Vijayanagara court — generally credited by scholars with the Mahiṣāsura Mardinī Stotra (Ayigiri Nandini). The hymn is popularly ascribed to Ādi Śaṅkara, but it lacks his customary colophon and that attribution is largely modern; the verse text is public domain.
Mahiṣāsura Mardinī Stotram is a 22-verse hymn to the Goddess as Mahiṣāsura Mardinī, the slayer of the buffalo-demon. It is attributed to Rāmakṛṣṇa Kavi and is best known by its incipit "Aigiri Nandini", sung widely during Navarātri.
Who composed the Mahishasura Mardini Stotram?
The hymn is generally credited to the poet-devotee Rāmakṛṣṇa Kavi. Although it is often popularly ascribed to Ādi Śaṅkara, that attribution is largely modern — the verse text itself is public domain and its style points to a later poet.
What is the meaning of Aigiri Nandini?
"Aigiri Nandini" (also written "Ayigiri Nandini") is the incipit of Mahiṣāsura Mardinī Stotram: it hails the daughter of the mountain (nandinī) — the Goddess, daughter of Himālaya — and is the name by which the hymn is most widely searched and recited.
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Every verse of Mahiṣāsura Mardinī Stotram is shown in Devanagari, Roman (IAST) and English meaning, line by line. Free to read, no login required; the practice view lets you chant along through the long verses.