|| 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. ”