MOOKAPANCHASHATI-MANDASMITA SATAKAM (SLOKAS 76 -100)

           मूकपञ्चशती (मूककवि प्रणीता)  
         
     मन्दस्मितशतकम्
                (slokas 76-100)
Mooka Panchashati is a devotional
composition by Muka Kavi dedicated to Kamakshi. The real name of the poet is
not known. Legend has it that he was born dumb but regained not only his
voice  by 
the grace of Goddess Kamakshi but also became a poet of considerable
merit. Mooka Panchashati  consists of
five satakams, each Satakam containing 100 verses. The Satakams  are Arya Satakam, Padaravinda Satakam,
Stuti Satakam, Kataksha Satakam and Mandasmita Satakam.
Goddess Kamakshi is the presiding
deity of Kancheepuram.  Her consort is
Ekamreshwara, an aspect of Lord Shiva. 
Kanchi is the Central Peetham established by Aadi Shankaracharya who
installed and consecrated the  idol of
Kamakshi and established the system of worship there. The other  Peethams are at Badrinath in the North,
Dwarka in theWest,  Puri in the East and
Sringeri (Sringa giri) in the South.
The translation into English of a
hymn of this nature is a delicate task and readers may kindly pardon the
shortcomings, though every attempt has been made to make the translation as
close as possible to the intended or perceived meaning. 
संक्रुद्धद्विजराजकोऽप्यविरतं कुर्वन्द्विजैः संगमं
वाणीपद्धतिदूरगोऽपि सततं तत्साहचर्यं वहन् ।
अश्रान्तं 
पशुदुर्लभोऽपि कलयन् पत्यौ पशूनां रतिं 
कामाक्षि तव स्मितामृतरसस्यन्दो मयि स्पन्दताम् ॥७६॥
O Kamakshi ! the dripping nectar from your
smile angers dwijaraja  (moon) but
you keep company of dwija (teeth). 
You are away from the path of speech (tongue) but you cooperate with the
tongue in speaking.  Your smile is not
within the reach of those who are like pasu (animals)  but you love Pasupati (Shiva, the Lord
of all beings). Let that smile of yours vibrate in me.
श्रीकामाक्षि महेश्वरे निरुपमप्रेमांकुरप्रक्रमं
नित्यं यः प्रकटीकरोति सहजामुन्निद्रयन्माधुरीम्    
एतादृक्तव मन्दहाससुषमा मातः कथं मानितां
यन्मूर्ध्ना सुरनिम्नगां च कलिकामिन्दोश्च तां निन्दति॥७७॥
O kamakshi!  Your smile
manifests the sprouting of matchless love for Maheshwara with its natural
beauty considerably enhanced.  This being
the case how is it that your smile decries both the Ganga and the crescent moon
which are respected by Shiva by giving them place on his head? (the smile is
said to decry Ganga and the moon as they are also bright white like the smile)
ये माधुर्यविहारमण्डपभुवो ये शैत्यमुद्राकरा
ये वैशद्यदशाविशेषसुभगास्ते मन्दहासाङ्कुराः।
कामाक्ष्याः सहजं गुण्त्रयमिदं पर्यायतः कुर्वतां
वाणीगुम्फनडम्बरे च हृदये कीर्तिप्ररोहे च मे ॥७८॥
O Kamakshi! Your smile is sweet, cool and
bright (without blemish). These natural qualities of your smile may
respectively be reflected in my speech, in my heart and in my fame (reputation)

 
कामाक्ष्या मृदुलस्मितांशुनिकरा दाक्षान्तके वीक्षणे
मन्दाक्षग्रहिला हिमद्युतिमयूखाक्षेपदीक्षांकुराः
दाक्ष्यं पक्ष्मलयन्तु माक्षिकगुडद्राक्षाभवं वाक्षु
मे
सूक्ष्मं मोक्षपथं निरीक्षितुमपि  प्रक्षालयेयुर्मनः
॥७९॥
The bright rays of the smile of Kamakshi are shy and cool when she directs
her sidelong glances at her consort.  May
those rays endow my speech with the sweetness of honey, gud and grapes and
cleanse my mind so that it can perceive the subtle path leading to liberation.  
या शीतलशीतलानि मधुराण्येतानि सूतानि ते
गङ्गानीव पयांसि देवि पटलान्यल्पस्मितज्योतिषाम्
पापःपङ्कपरम्परामलिनितामेकाम्रनाथप्रिये
प्रज्ञानात्सुतरां मदीयधिषणां प्रक्षालयन्तु क्षणात्
॥८०॥

O Darling of Ekamranatha! May the effulgence of your
smile, cool and sweet and like the waters of the Ganga cleanse the dirt of my
sins  and my intellect by right
Knowledge.  
अश्रान्तं परतन्त्रितः पशुपतिस्त्वन्मन्दहासाङ्कुरैः
श्रीकामाक्षि तदीयवर्णसमतासङ्गेन शङ्कामहे ।
इन्दुं नाकधुनिं च शेखरयते मालां च धत्ते नवै-
र्वैकुण्ठैरवकुण्ठनं च कुरुते धूलीचयैर्भास्मनैः 
॥८१॥
Lord Pasupati is enslaved by your
budding smiles so much so that I doubt, by association with the colour of your
smiles he keeps on his head  the moon and
the Ganga, wears a garland of white flowers and smears himself with ashes (all
of which are white)
श्रीकाञ्चीपुरदेवते मृदुवचःसौरभ्यमुद्रास्पदं
प्रौढप्रेमलतानवीनकुसुमं मन्दस्मितं तावकम्।
मन्दं कन्दलति प्रियस्य वदनालोके समाभाषणे
श्लक्ष्णे कुड्मलति प्ररूढपुलके चाश्लेषणे फुल्लति
॥८२॥
O Goddess of Kanchi! Your smile is the basis
for your soft words. It is the fresh flower of your deep love. While glancing
at the face of your consort your smile is slow, while in soft conversation it
closes like a bud and it blossoms while embraced by your consort and the hairs
of the body stand on end. 
किं त्रैस्रोतसमम्बिके परिणतं स्रोतश्चतुर्थं नवं
पीयूषस्य समस्ततापहरणं किं वा द्वितीयं वपुः
किंस्वित्त्वन्निकटं गतं मधुरिमाभ्यासाय गव्यं पयः
श्रीकाञ्चीपुरनायकप्रियतमे मन्दस्मितं तावकम् ॥८३॥
O Kamakshi, darling of Ekamranatha ! it
appears that your smile has become the fourth stream of Ganga which is already
having three streams. Or is it another incarnation of nectar which destroys all
sins?  Or has cow’s milk come to you for
practising the art of sweetness?
भूषा वक्त्रसरोरुहस्य सहजा वाचां सखी शाश्वती
नीवी विभ्रमसंततेः पशुपतेः सौधी दृशां पारणा।
जीवातुर्मदनश्रियः शशिरुचेरुच्चाटनी देवता
श्रीकामाक्षि गिरामभूमिमयते हासप्रभामञ्जरी ॥८४॥
O Kamakshi! radiance of your blossom of  smiles is adornment to your lotus face, it is
the natural and eternal sister of speech, it is paranaa (food after
fasting) for the eyes of Pasupati, it is life-giving nectar for Cupid, it
drives away the brightness of moon and it is beyond the grasp of words.
सूतिः श्वेतिमकन्दलस्य  वसतिः शृङ्गारसारश्रियः
पूर्तिः सूक्तिझरीरसस्य लहरी कारुण्यपाथोनिधेः।
वाटी काचन कौसुमी मधुरिमस्वाराज्यलक्ष्म्यास्तव
श्रीकामाक्षि ममास्तु मङ्गलकरी हासप्रभाचातुरी ॥८५॥
O Kamakshi! the brightness of your smile is
the mother of the essence of whiteness, it is the abode of the essence of
erotic sentiment, it is the perfection of picturesque speech, it is the wave of
the ocean of compassion.  It is the
pleasure garden of your kingdom of sweetness. 
May that smile of Yours bless me with all that is good and auspicious.
उत्तुङ्गस्तनमण्डलस्य विलसल्लावण्यलीलानटी-
रङ्गस्य स्फुटमूर्ध्वसीमनि मुहुः प्राकाश्यमभ्येयुषी
श्रीकामाक्षि तव स्मितद्युतिततिर्बिम्बोष्ठकान्त्यङ्कुरै-
श्चित्रां विद्रुममुद्रिकां वितनुते मौक्तीं वितानश्रियम् ॥८६॥
O Kamakshi !  
the frequent flashes   of your
smile which, coupled with the rays of red from your lips, conjures up a canopy
of pearls adorned with corals  above your
raised breasts, the play stage of blossoming beauty.    
जन्तूनां जनिदुःखमृत्युलहरीसंतापनं कृन्ततः
प्रौढानुग्रहपूर्णशीतलरुचो नित्यादयं बिभ्रतः।
श्रीकामाक्षि विसृत्वरा इव करा हासांकुरास्ते हठा-
दालोकेन निहन्युरन्धतमसस्तोमस्य मे संततिम् ॥८७॥
O Kamakshi! You remove the pangs of birth and
death. You are   always eager to shower
blessings on your devotees.  May the
sprouts of your smile dispel the dense darkness in my mind by the sudden flood
of effulgence. 
   
स्वाभाव्यात्तव वक्त्रमेव ललितं संतोषसंपादनं
शंभोः किं पुनरञ्चितस्मितरुचः पाण्डित्यपात्रीकृतम्।
अम्भोजं स्वत एव सर्वजगतां चक्षुःप्रियं भावुकं
कामाक्षि स्फुरिते शरद्विकसिते  कीदृग्विधं भ्राजते ॥८८॥
O Kamakshi! your face itself is naturally
beautiful and pleasing. If it is lighted up by a beautiful smile it goes
without saying that it will please Shambhu still more.  Lotus is always pleasing to the eyes of all
the worlds but it shines still more with the advent of the sarat season   
पुंभिर्निर्मलमानसैर्विदधते मैत्रीरसं निर्मलं
कर्तुं कर्मलयं च निर्मलतमां कीर्तिं लभन्तेतराम्।
सूक्तिं पक्ष्मलयन्ति निर्मलगुणां यत्तावकाः सेवका-
स्तत्कामाक्षि तव स्मितस्य कलया नैर्मल्यसीमानिधेः
॥८९॥
Men of pure mind  develop pure bhakti in order to
dissolve the effect of karmas, to purify their minds and earn fame.  The pure gift of the gab that your devotees
acquire is surely from a fraction of your smile which is the treasure house of
purity (brightness)
आकर्षन्नयनानि नाकिसदसां शैत्येन संस्तम्भय-
न्निन्दुं किं च विमोहयन्पशुपतिं विश्वार्तिमुच्चाटयन्।
हिंसन्संसृतिडम्बरं तव शिवे हासाह्वयो मान्त्रिकः
श्रीकामाक्षि मदार्तितापतमसो विद्वेषणे चेष्टताम्
॥९०॥
O Kamakshi! the mantrika of your smile
attracts the eyes of the celestials, freezes the moon by coolness, captivates
Pasupati, removes the suffering of the worlds, fights the charade of samsara.
May that mantrika work on my sufferings and the darkness of my ignorance. 
क्षेपीयः क्षपयन्तु कल्मषभयान्यस्माकमल्पस्मित-
ज्योतिर्मण्डलचङ्क्रमास्तव शिवे कामाक्षि रोचिष्णवः ।
पीडाकर्मठकर्मघर्मसमयव्यापारतापानल-
श्रीपाता नवहर्षवर्षणसुधास्रोतस्विनीशीकराः ॥९१॥
O Kamakshi ! let the passing of the effulgence
of your smile over us wipe out our impurities and fears and  the scorching heat of the summer of trials
and tribulations turn into the cool river of nectar from the rain of fresh
joy.  
श्रीकामाक्षि तव स्मितैन्दवमहःपूरे परिस्फूर्जति
प्रौढां वारिधिचातुरीं कलयते भक्तात्मनां प्रातिभम् ।
दौर्गत्यप्रसरास्तमःपटलिकासाधर्म्यमाबिभ्रते
किं किं कैरवसाहचर्यपदवीरीत्यां न धत्ते पदम् ॥९२॥
O Kamakshi when the moonlight of your smile swells, the hearts of
the devotees swell like the ocean. How then it cannot take the place of the
moonlight in dispelling the darkness of the miseries and sufferings of
devotees.
मन्दारादिषु मन्मथारिमहिषि प्राकाश्यरीतिं निजां
कादाचित्कतया विशङ्क्य बहुशो वैशद्यमुद्रागुणः।
श्रीकामाक्षि तदीयसंगमकलामन्दीभवत्कौतुकः
सातत्येन तव स्मिते वितनुते स्वैरासनावासनाम् ॥९३॥
The quality of brightness, having seen that it is only intermittent
in such things as mandara flowers,  lost
interest in them and has made your smile its permanent abode.
इन्धाने भववीतिहोत्रनिवहे कर्मौघचण्डानिल-
प्रौढिम्ना बहुलीकृते निपतितं संतापचिन्ताकुलम्।
मातर्मां परिषिञ्च किंचिदमलैः पीयूषवर्षैरिव
श्रीकामाक्षि तव स्मितद्युतिकणैः शैशिर्यलीलाकरैः ॥९४॥
O Kamakshi! I have fallen in the flame of the
fire of samsara fanned by the strong winds of karma and am
tormented by sorrows and worries.  O
Mother bathe me in the cool waters of your smile as if by rains of pure nectar.
भाषाया रसनाग्रखेलनजुषः शृङ्गारमुद्रासखी
लीलाजातरतेः सुखेन नियमस्नानाय मेनात्मजे।
श्रीकामाक्षि सुधामयीव शिशिरा स्रोतस्विनी तावकी
गाढानन्दतरङ्गिता विजयते हासप्रभाचातुरी ॥९५॥

Kamakshi! victory to the brightness of your smile which is like a
nectarine cool river with waves of dense bliss or joy to which comes for
bathing the sringara sentiment which is the friend of the speech which
plays at the tip of the tongue.
संतापं विरलीकरोतु सकलं कामाक्षि मच्चेतना
मज्जन्ती मधुरस्मितामरधुनीकल्लोलजालेषु ते ।
नैरन्तर्यमुपेत्य मन्मथमरुल्लोलेषु येषु स्फुटं
प्रेमेन्दुः प्रतिबिम्बितो वितनुते कौतूहलं धूर्जटेः
॥९६॥
O Kamakshi ! Your smile is like the waves of
the heavenly river Ganga into which let my mind take a dive so that all my
suffering is attenuated.  By the
continuous presence of your smile in the mind the moon of love is reflected in
those who are starved of it and  Lord
Shiva gets interested in them.
त्रिसदाः क्षीरपयोधिमन्थरचलद्रागाख्यमन्थाचल-
क्षोभव्यापृतिसंभवां जननि ते
मन्दस्मितश्रीसुधाम्।
स्वादं स्वादमुदीतकौतुकतरा नेत्रत्रयी शांकरी
श्रीकामाक्षि निरन्तरं परिणमत्यानन्दवीचीमयी
॥९७॥
O kamakshi! nectar of your smile arising out
of your love for your consort is drunk in by the latter’s eyes again and again
and in the process the three eyes of Shiva have become full of the waves of
supreme bliss or joy.
आलोके तव पञ्चसायकरिपोरुद्दामकौतूहल-
प्रेङ्खन्मारुतघट्टनप्रचलितादानन्ददुग्धाम्बुधेः।
काचिद्वीचिरुदञ्चति प्रतिनवा
संवित्प्ररोहात्मिका
तां कामाक्षि कविश्वराः स्मितमिति
व्याकुर्वते सर्वदा॥९८॥
When the enemy of Kama develops interest  in your glances then
the winds of interest give rise to waves in
the milky of ocean of your joy(bliss). From that there arises a new wave of
consciousness which the poets call your smile.
सूक्तिः शीलयते किमद्रितनये
मन्दस्मितात्ते मुहु-
र्माधुर्यागमसंप्रदायमथवा सूक्तेर्नु
मन्दस्मितम्।
इत्थं कामपि गाहते मम मनः संदेहमार्गभ्रमिं
श्रीकामाक्षि न पारमार्थ्यसरणिस्फूर्तौ
निधत्ते पदम् ॥९९॥
O Kamakshi! there arises in my mind the doubt
whether picturesque speech learns from your smile the method of ‘sweetness’ or
your smile learns from picturesque speech and it is not able to put its foot on
the reality.

क्रीडालोलकृपासरोरुहमुखीसौधाङ्गणेभ्यः कवि-
श्रेणीवाक्परिपाटिकामृतझरीसूतीगृहेभ्यः शिवे ।
निर्वाणांकुरसार्वभौमपदवीसिंहासनेभ्यस्तव
श्रीकामाक्षि मनोज्ञमन्दहसितज्योतिष्कणेभ्यो नमः
॥५.१००॥
Prostrations before the sparks of splendour of
your beautiful smile, courtyard of the mansion of your playful and
compassionate lotus face, birth place of the stream of nectar which are the
works of countless poets  and the throne
of the emperor of the sprouting of Nirvana ( mukti, liberation)

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