Sreerama Chandra delivers “Neetho Prathi Kshanam” from the Brahmotsavam soundtrack as a vibrant philosophy on life. Featuring Mahesh Babu and Kajal Aggarwal, the song frames existence as a continuous celebration. Sirivennela Seetharama Sastry’s words, set to music by Mickey J Meyer, transform a simple journey into a mobile festival.
Sirivennela Seetharama Sastry writes that one must lead a “grand festival” everywhere they go. This idea is grounded by a line about the daily “war with ourselves.” He states that victory in this personal struggle is essential for even a single moment to pass.
Neetho Prathi Kshanam OhEvery moment with you, oh.
Entho Manoharam OhIt is so very enchanting, oh.
Etugaa Ae DaariloNo matter which way or which path,
Ennaallilaa Nadipinchinano matter how long you lead me,
Alupannade AnipinchadeI never feel any fatigue,
Echota Aagiponee Yaathraloon this journey that never stops.
Nadicche Prathi Chota NadapaaliEverywhere we walk, we should lead,
Mana Venta Brahmotsavama grand festival along with us.
Gadiche Prathi Poota JarapaalaEvery passing day, we should celebrate,
Prathichota Brahmotsavam Oha grand festival everywhere, oh.
Manavaina Majineelu ChoopeThe journeys that reveal our destined stops,
Prayaanaalu Brahmotsavamare a grand festival.
Varasaina Manavaallu KalisetiWhen our own people rightfully gather,
Thiranaallu Brahmotsavam Ohthose celebrations are a grand festival, oh.
Nithyamu Manatho Manake RanamEvery day, we wage a war with ourselves,
Eppudu Aedo O Kaaranamalways for one reason or another.
Gelichi Theeraalante LekunteWe must resolve to win, or else,
Gadavadu Ae Nimishamnot a single moment can pass.
Manasu Baruvu Ekkinche KalavaramIt’s a blessing that makes us forget,
Marachipoyelaa Chese Varamthe worries that weigh down the heart.
Pedavulanu Aenaadoo VadalananeA serene smile that promises,
Challani Darahaasamit will never leave our lips.
Kommallo Virisina NavvaiLike a smile that bloomed on a branch,
Kondallo Kurisina Navvailike a smile that rained down in the hills,
Mabbullo Merisina Navvailike a smile that flashed in the clouds,
Kilakilalu Puvvula Haaraalaiits cheerful sounds becoming garlands of flowers.
Velle Daarulanni SwaagathisthunteAs all the paths we take welcome us.
Nadicche Prathi Chota NadapaaliEverywhere we walk, we should lead,
Mana Venta Brahmotsavama grand festival along with us.
Gadiche Prathi Poota JarapaalaEvery passing day, we should celebrate,
Prathi Chota Brahmotsavam Oha grand festival everywhere, oh.
Manavaina Majineelu ChoopeThe journeys that reveal our destined stops,
Prayaanaalu Brahmotsavamare a grand festival.
Varasaina Manavaallu KalisetiWhen our own people rightfully gather,
Thiranaallu Brahmotsavam Ohthose celebrations are a grand festival, oh.
Ennado Venakati Janmala RunamIt’s a feeling that we must repay,
Theerchukovaali Anipinche Thanama debt from some long-forgotten past life.
Evvarikee Chuttaalai Puttaamo AnveshisthunteWhile we search for those we were born to be kin to.
Kotthaga Manake Mana ParichayamEvery experience introduces us,
Kalagajesthunde Prathi Anubhavamto ourselves in a new way.
Eduraye Prathi MalupuAs we listen to the stories told,
Vinipinche Kadhalanu Vintunteby every turn we encounter.
Sarigaa GamaninchamanteIf we just pay close attention,
Sathyam Kanipedathaam Yittewe’ll discover the truth right away.
Mah Bhoommida Manatho PaateWho are these people walking on this great Earth,
Nadayaade Janulevvaru Anteright alongside us?
Aedo Theeruga Manakayina VaallegaaIn some way or another, they are truly our own.
Nadicche Prathi Chota NadapaaliEverywhere we walk, we should lead,
Mana Venta Brahmotsavama grand festival along with us.
Gadiche Prathi Poota JarapaalaEvery passing day, we should celebrate,
Prathi Chota Brahmotsavam Oha grand festival everywhere, oh.
Manavaina Majineelu ChoopeThe journeys that reveal our destined stops,
Prayaanaalu Brahmotsavamare a grand festival.
Varasaina Manavaallu KalisetiWhen our own people rightfully gather,
Thiranaallu Brahmotsavam Ohthose celebrations are a grand festival, oh.
The final point is that all people walking the earth are connected in some way. Sirivennela Seetharama Sastry reframes strangers as “our own people,” turning the journey into a large family reunion. The “Neetho Prathi Kshanam” lyrics translation presents human connection as the ultimate celebration.
