Male Mahadeshwara Hills

Male Mahadeshwara Hills (Kannada: ಮಲೆ ಮಹದೇಶ್ವರ ಬೆಟ್ಟ) is situated about 150 km from Mysore and about 210 km from Bangaluru and is a sacred place, with its famous Shiva temple. Mahadeswara, as lord Shiva is called in this place, is a deity worshiped by one and all in the surrounding places. Amidst dense forest, the temple attracts not only the pilgrims but also nature lovers. .

Mahadeshwara is the family god of the hill tribals Soligas, Jenu Kurubas, Kadu Kurubas and also Kuruba Gowdas of Mysore and Chamarajnagar districts.and 'lingayat family god'.Mahadeswara devotes Bangalore,Bangalore Rural,Ramanagara.Mandya.Mysore.Hassan.Chamarajnagar districts, But, historical evidences suggest that saint Mahadeshwara must have lived during the 15th century. Further, he was the third head of the Haradanahalli Math. About 600 years ago, Sri Mahadeshwara Swamy came here to perform penance and it is believed that he is still performing penance in the temple's Garbha Gudi in the form of Linga. The Linga, worshipped now in the Garbha Gudi, is a self developed (Swayambhu) one. Sri Male Mahadeshwara Swamy was moving on a tiger known as Huli Vahana (Tiger as a vehicle) and performed a number of miracles around the hills to save the people and saints living there. The area of the temple surroundings is 155.57 acres (0.6296 km2). In addition, the temple has lands at Talabetta, Haleyuru & Indiganatha Villages. The temple was built by a rich Kuruba Gowda landlord called Junje Gowda.

Read more about Male Mahadeshwara Hills:  The Story of Mahadeshwara, Devara Guddas, Epic, Forest Wealth

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