divine:geeta

the most read piece of veda bhashya is gita
getta is one word if chanted repeatedly it would reveal its meaning to the chanter to be tyagi
renunciate

scholars read gita and end up giving discourses on gita

gita literally means harmony

one is asked to be in harmony with whatever the prevailing atmosphere and not quit

gita is divine and could not be changed

it is futile to read its interpretation
gita defies all interpretation

here is an apt story on gita
its dharma being divine

an poor brahmin a scholar of gita
did not find alms to bring back home where his wife waiting for alms to cook his next meal
it started to rain and waited the rain to stop under a tree
while waiting he started finding faults with writings in gita
he thought that there is need for modernisation
in his mind he started correcting it
he was very pleased with his ecomposition
after the rain stopped when he was his home he was afraid of his spouse that he is empty handed
his new modern version of gita disappeared
he was delightfully invited home by his wife
the house was full of fragrant appetizing smell of food
it was indeed so
wife explained that two boys one dark and another brought the food and explained that it was sent by him
one boy however had a bleeding chest
he explained it was resulted from sharp nib of brahmin's pen

gita is divine
time invariant
defies change or interpretation or digest


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