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Chapter 7 · Verse 1
🪈 Krishna speaks
Illustration for Chapter 7, Verse 1

मय्यासक्तमनाः पार्थ योगं युञ्जन्मदाश्रयः। असंशयं समग्रं मां यथा ज्ञास्यसि तच्छृणु॥

mayyāsaktamanāḥ pārtha yogaṁ yuñjanmadāśrayaḥ | asaṁśayaṁ samagraṁ māṁ yathā jñāsyasi tacchṛṇu ||

Word by Word 13 words
मयि
mad me i locative

on Me, in Me

आसक्तमनाः
ā towards sañj to cling, to attach manas mind

with the mind attached, mind fixed

पार्थ
pṛthā Kunti a son of

O son of Pritha, Arjuna

योगम्
yuj to yoke, to join

yoga, the discipline of union

युञ्जन्
yuj to yoke, to practise

practising, engaging in

मदाश्रयः
mad me ā towards śri to take shelter, to rest on

taking refuge in Me

असंशयम्
a not sam together śī to lie, to waver

without doubt, beyond all doubt

समग्रम्
sam fully agra whole, complete

fully, completely, in entirety

माम्
mad me

Me

यथा
yathā how, in what way

how, in what way

ज्ञास्यसि
jñā to know syasi future, you will

you shall know

तत्
tad that

that

शृणु
śru to hear, to listen

listen, hear

says: ", keep your whole mind resting on Me, hold on to Me as your shelter, and keep practising this path of joining your heart to Me. If you do that, I will tell you how you can come to know Me completely, with no doubt left in you at all. Listen now."

कथा

Listen With Your Whole Self

From the mahabharata

The two armies had stopped breathing.

That is how it felt to . Eighteen days of war were still ahead, but in this one strange pause between 's teachings, the whole field of seemed to hold itself still. The conch shells were silent. The elephants stood like grey hills. Far off, a single hawk hung in the white sky without moving its wings.

had heard a great deal already. He had heard about duty, and about the soul that never dies, and about working without grabbing at rewards. His head was full. He thought, in a tired way, that perhaps he had heard enough to last a lifetime.

Then turned to look at him — really look at him — and felt the air change.

"Partha," said, using the old name, the one that meant son of his mother . "Everything I have told you so far has been like standing at the door of a house. Now I am going to take you inside."

sat up straighter on the chariot bench.

"But you cannot come inside with half a mind," went on. His voice was quiet, the way a teacher's voice goes quiet when the most important thing is about to be said. "Let your mind rest on Me, the way a tired bird settles onto one branch and stops fluttering. Hold on to Me the way a child crossing a flooded river holds the hand of someone who knows the way across. Keep joining your heart to Me, again and again, even when it wanders off."

noticed that he had been gripping his bow without knowing it. Slowly, he relaxed his fingers.

"Do that," said , "and I will show you who I truly am — not a guess, not a rumour, not a story you half believe. You will know Me fully, with not one doubt left hiding in a corner of your heart."

The hawk overhead finally tipped its wings and slid sideways across the sky.

"So now," finished, and the smallest smile touched his mouth, "do not just hear Me with your ears. Hear Me with all of you. Listen."

And , the greatest archer in the world, did the hardest thing he had done all day. He let everything else go quiet inside him — and he listened.

चिन्तनम्

When someone is telling you something that really matters, what helps you listen with your whole self instead of only half-listening?