LORD MANJUNATH OF DHARMASTHALA

INTRODUCTION

What's in a name, the rose smells sweet by whatever name one calls it, pronounces a Western wit. No, there is a lot in it; it is so sacrosanct, so sacred, so mighty, so musical, so pompus and so on and so forth. And by its mere reminiscence, apart from uttering, one gets delighted and emancipated, an Eastern saint denounces his counterpart, dumping abundant evidence, tearing it from the scriptural writings. Evidently it is not a mere combination of vowels and consonants, nor decidedly a blend of melodious sounds, nor even positively an amalgamation of mystic spells, but it is as potent as the Omnipotent God, and as true as the existence of God in south. Being associated, rather derived from the Almighty God in His multiplicity of forms, it embodies divinity and emits auspiciousness. 

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