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Chapter 9 · Verse 34
🪈 Krishna speaks
Illustration for Chapter 9, Verse 34

मन्मना भव मद्भक्तो मद्याजी मां नमस्कुरु। मामेवैष्यसि युक्त्वैवमात्मानं मत्परायणः॥

manmanā bhava madbhakto madyājī māṁ namaskuru | māmevaiṣyasi yuktvaivamātmānaṁ matparāyaṇaḥ ||

Word by Word 13 words
मन्मनाः
mad My, Me manas mind

with your mind fixed on Me

भव
bhū to become, to be

become, be

मद्भक्तः
mad My, Me bhaj to love, to be devoted

My devotee, one who loves Me

मद्याजी
mad My, Me yaj to offer, to worship

one who offers and worships to Me

माम्
mām Me

Me

नमस्कुरु
namas bow, homage kṛ to make, to do

bow down, offer homage

माम्
mām Me

Me

एव
eva indeed, only

indeed, surely

एष्यसि
ā towards i to go, to come

you will come, you will reach

युक्त्वा
yuj to yoke, to join, to unite

having joined, having united

एवम्
evam thus, in this way

thus, in this way

आत्मानम्
ātman self

yourself, your self

मत्परायणः
mad My, Me para highest ayana resort, refuge, goal

having Me as your highest goal and refuge

gives the whole teaching in one breath: "Fix your mind on Me. Love Me. Offer all you do to Me. Bow to Me. Making Me your highest goal and joining your heart to Me in this way, you will surely come to Me." This is the gentle ending of the chapter — the entire path folded into one simple instruction: think of God, love God, give your day to God, and you are already on your way home.

कथा

The Whole Teaching at Bedtime

From the Jeeva of the Warli village

The lamp was low. Outside, the night was full of the small sounds of the village settling down — a dog turning in the dust, the last cricket, the far soft drumming of rain on the hills. Jeeva lay on his mat, eyes heavy, while Aaji sat beside him the way she did every night.

"Aaji," he said sleepily, "you have told me so many stories this season. About the wind in the open sky, and the leaf and the flower, and Vidura's greens, and the night everyone bowed under the banyan." He yawned. "If I forget all of them — if I can only keep one little thing — what should it be?"

Aaji smiled in the lamplight. She smoothed the hair back from his forehead.

"Then keep this, child," she said softly, "for it holds all the rest inside it. There are only four small things, and they fit in one breath."

She held up one finger. "Think of God. When you wake, when you walk to the fields, when you paint on the wall — let a little corner of your mind rest on Him."

A second finger. "Love God. Not out of fear, not to get something. Just love Him, the way you love me."

A third finger. "Give your day to God. Whatever you do — sweeping the floor, sharing your food, mending Manju's painting — do it as a small gift offered up to Him."

A fourth finger. "And bow to God. Lower your proud little head now and then, and remember you are held by something far greater and far kinder than yourself."

She folded her four fingers gently into Jeeva's small hand.

"Do these four things," she whispered, "and make Him the home your heart is always walking toward — and you will reach Him. You do not have to be learned. You do not have to be rich. You do not have to be perfect. You only have to turn your face toward the light and keep walking. That is the whole secret, Jeeva. That is the king of all the secrets. And now you carry it."

Jeeva's eyes were closed. His breathing had gone slow and even. His hand was still curled around Aaji's four fingers.

She sat a while longer in the quiet, watching him sleep, and then she too bowed her head toward the white-painted figure on the wall, and blew out the lamp.

चिन्तनम्

If you could keep just one thing close to your heart from everything you have learned, what would it be? What is one small way you could think of God, or of love, as you fall asleep tonight?

॥ इति ॥

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