Arjuna stared at Krishna, speechless. A feeling of déjà vu stirred somewhere in the depths of his mind. 'You have always known that Krishna is the Lord Incarnate,' a voice whispered, 'but you always forget. You have always known that you are Nara, the human half of God, and that he is Narayana, the divine half of man, which is what makes you both so inseparable.'
Arjuna started guiltily. If Krishna was really God, and he had known it, he really should have been treating him with a lot more devotion, a lot more respect. Instead, he had been disagreeing with him, arguing with him, asking him to explain himself . . . What was wrong with him? 'Don't be so hard on yourself,' said the voice soothingly, 'It is Krishna himself who makes you forget, so that you are not overwhelmed by his glory, so that you can be his friend. That's how much he loves you.'
The voice faded away. Arjuna tried to recall what it had said, because something told him it was desperately important, but strangely, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember a single word.
Shaking his head irritably, Arjuna forced himself to focus.
'Men take different roads to come to me, Arjuna,’' Krishna was saying, 'and I accept all of them. Whatever work each may do – whether it is scholarly study and meditation, which the thinkers do, whether it is raising arms against injustice like the men of action do, whether it is doing business like the traders, whether it is tilling the fields and taking care of the cattle as the farmers and cowherds do – the work itself does not affect me, and I accept it all in the same spirit, as long as the action is right.'
'But what is "right" action, Krishna? How will I know if my action is right?'
'I've said it before, Arjuna, and I say it again to you: If you perform your action simply because it needs to be done, without desire for reward, without fear of consequence, if you offer your action to me as a sacrifice, if you are free of jealousy when you act, if you remain the same whether your action brings you success or failure, that is right action, whatever that action may be.'
Arjuna shook his head, puzzled. 'Offer my action as a sacrifice? What does that even mean, Krishna?'
'Different people offer different actions to me as a sacrifice,' said Krishna. 'Some withdraw from the world – they shut their eyes and ears, and sacrifice the pleasures of the senses. Some embrace the world – they see everything around them as a gift of the Universe and enjoy it in the right spirit, claiming nothing for themselves – that is their sacrifice. Others fast, sacrificing their hunger; or exercise, sacrificing their comfort. Still others practise breath control, sacrificing their most important life force, the breath itself. And then there are some who offer a combination of all these to discipline their bodies and control their minds.
'All these people practise self-discipline and sacrifice; that is how they worship me, and I accept it all. They understand that true sacrifice does not mean the offering of things – money, possessions, gold – but the offering of themselves – their pleasure, their pain, their desire, their anger. They have complete faith in me, in the idea that self-discipline brings true wisdom, which brings in its wake true happiness.
'But he who offers no sacrifice at all,' Krishna went on, his voice growing stern, 'who does not believe in anything, who practises no self-control but does exactly what he likes at all times, there is no wisdom for him, and therefore no happiness, in this world or any other.'
Arjuna nodded. Discipline was the soldier's credo, and no one knew better than he just how vital it was to victory. But did it bring wisdom? Or happiness? He wasn't so sure.
'So I say to you, Dhananjaya,’' said Krishna, 'have faith in the rightness of the action you are about to perform. Sacrifice your doubts and your grief to me. Know that it is your inaction, and not your action, that will make you a sinner.
'Stand up, O Bharata, and draw your bowstring!'
Lessons from the Gita