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Tonight, exhausted, he sat down under a peepal tree. No mantra. No prayer. Just silence.

He looked at his hands. They were his hands — the same that had lit incense, turned prayer beads, wiped tears. But now, they felt like his hands. Not Arjun’s. Not a name’s. Just… hands of the self. main krishna hoon deep trivedi pdf

He had spent forty years searching. Scriptures, gurus, pilgrimages — he had tried everything. The question that haunted him was simple, yet unbearable: Who am I? Tonight, exhausted, he sat down under a peepal tree

He stood up. The river no longer reflected a seeker. It reflected stillness. Just silence

“You thought Krishna was a person, a god, a story. But Krishna is the consciousness that sees through your eyes. The love that breaks your heart open. The trickster who shatters every identity you cling to. You are not a devotee waiting for my grace. You are the grace. You are the dance. You are me.”

Tears fell from Arjun’s eyes. Not tears of sorrow or joy — tears of recognition.