O mother, I know neither mantra nor yantra nor how to meditate on you. I do not know your true glory and I am not capable of weeping in distress. I know just one thing and that is to follow you and how to completely surrender to your grace.

Loving mother, I do not know how to worship properly, neither do I have the resources or special knowledge to conduct your worship. I am also very lazy be disciplined in your worship. But in rendering service to you, if I have committed any lapses or mistake, please forgive me Mother. For there could be a bad child but never a bad mother.

This earth is full of your many simple hearted and even minded children, but among them I am the most fickle and of unsteady mind. Rarely there may be one like me. But still, your casting me away is not proper mother, for in this world there could be a bad child but never a bad mother.

Dear mother, I never rendered any service to you and never did I offer any wealth to you, but still you shower affection on me. Your grace and kindness on me despite my flaws is only because there can be a spoilt child but never an unloving mother.

O Jagadamba, I am way too busy to devote any time, energy or resource for the worship of all the other deities. So I have left their company and do not hold any hope of them helping me. In this lonely state, mother, I approach you for your grace. If you refuse to take me under your protection, where else can I go, o loving mother ?

If even one word of your speech is heard by a foolish person, it is enough to make him a seasoned scholar and a great orator. Your word can make a pauper become rich, owning great wealth and enjoying life with all its pleasures. When listening to one word can work such wonders, who can measure the reward reaped by those who constantly chanting your name?

If Shiva, who keeps his body smeared with ash; who eats poison for food, who has tangled hair and a serpent garlanding his neck; is crowned as the Lord of the Universe, then that is only as a consequence of his marriage to you, mother.

O Mother, I neither long for salvation nor for worldly riches nor do I yearn for pleasure. My only request to you is to allow me to chant only your name like Rudrani, Shiva, Bhawani etc for the rest of my life.

Mother Shayama, I am not knowledgeable enough to ever be able to learn and follow all the proper steps for your puja. My speech is also not the sweetest and I am full of shortcomings and flaws. Still you bestow on me the greatest grace and love, which is only deserving of you. Only you, a loving and merciful mother is capable of such kindness to her undeserving child, ie me.

My sweet mother Durga, surrounded by so much pain and suffering, when today I come to you praying for your kindness, please mother do not consider this as my selfishness. Just as a child runs to his mother when hungry or thirsty, similarly I come to you with my problems to find solace in your blessings.

Dear mother, I am not one bit surprised of your grace on me. A son may make many mistakes, but a mother always ignores them and is always there for her child. O great goddess, there is no greater sinner than me and there is no other divine as forgiving as you. I pray O holy mother, to forgive my sins, to show me the best path that serves my highest purpose and leads me to you mother.