|| Om Namo Bhagavathe Vasudevaya||

Chapter – 343 – The legend of Lord Krishna -  194

Bhikshu Gita

Noonam Mey  Bhagavamsthushta: Sarvadevamayo Hari: | Yena Neetho Dhashametham Nirvedhashchathmana: Plava: ||

Bhagavan speaks “ Oh! Udhdhava, there was a Brahmin with his family lived in the city of Avanthi, he had an abundance of agricultural lands and possession of wealth and cattle, but he was too miser, gradually his wife and children and relatives had an extreme dislike towards him. Once, he traveled out of the village and came back home, found his money, possession of valuables and precious jewels were missing. He could not control his anger and disappointment; he did not believe a single word of his family, suspected them as the culprit, gradually he lost respect in the family and the village, his pride got hurt, had a fight with the family members and left home.  On his way, he regretted his demeanor not helping others in trouble, not contributing wealth for the welfare of the twice-born, or village or family. He felt remorseful for the selfish way of his living and his unruly behavior towards family, relatives, and people of the village.  He wanted to get rid of the guilt, fortunately, he met a preceptor on his way.  He sincerely followed the preceptor, learned the highest of the knowledge of the supreme soul and constantly engaged in meditation.  Thus, he completely got rid of the bunch of grief and guilt, remembering the illustrious King Katvanga who elevated his soul in seconds, he read scriptures and various glorious legends of supreme Lord, and he realized the eternal presence of supreme Lord as soul.  The twice-born, followed extreme austerities and penance, following fasting, the vow of silence, and singing in praise of the Supreme Lord, eventually he transformed himself as a mendicant/Bhikshu.  In this way, he got rid of the attachment to body, wealth, and people finally achieved serenity and peace.  Once, he left the forest with a wooden vessel, stick, and Kamandalu, and conducted begging for alms in the villages.  The people of the village passed sarcastic comments and harassed him.  They considered him insane, troubled him constantly, and abused him verbally and physically, throwing dirt on him, etc. Oh! Udhdhava, the Bikshu stood firm like a mountain, in utter silence, and unwavering like a crane that sleeps standing on its single leg was approached by a virtuous person and enquired about his wellness and how did he remain silent to the atrocities of the villagers? How did he achieve control over senses?  The Bhikshu sang a marvelous song in response to the question. ”