He didn't chant it. He became it. A log floated by; he clung to it. A fisherman’s boat appeared; he was saved.
Dhruvasharma touched his head. "That one name contained all thousand. The Sahastra Namavali is not a list — it is a ladder. You climbed it in one step." purushottam sahastra namavali pdf 20
Returning to the ashram, Aruna said, "I chanted only one name." He didn't chant it
In the quiet hermitage on the banks of the Mahanadi, an old rishi named Dhruvasharma sat with a worn palm-leaf manuscript. It was the Purushottam Sahastra Namavali — the thousand names of the Supreme Person. purushottam sahastra namavali pdf 20