Vaat 5.277
Swamini Vato Prakaran 5 Vaat 277 · 5 · Verse 277
Sanskrit Original
Jeno kāgaḷ āvyo hoy te panḍe ja maḷe ne ām sāmsāmā beṭhā eṭale kāgaḷmā prīti na karavī, pragaṭ Bhagwānnī mūrti āgaḷ gnān, vairāgya, ātmaniṣhṭhā e sarve khāṭī chhāsh jevā chhe, emā kāī māl nathī. E to ang chhe te raheshe ja. ‘Khāṭī chhāsme kā sukh māne, sūr khavaiyo ghīko he’1 em ek Bhagwānnā ādhār vinā bīju badhu khāru jaḷ ja chhe. Footnotes: 1. 1. Sūrdāsnā padnī antim pankti. Bhagwānnu sukh ghī jevu maḷyu, pachhī khāṭī chhāsh jevā sansārmā shu māl mānavo?
If the writer of a letter himself arrives and sits in front, as we are sitting now, then do not bother about the letter he had written. Compared to the murti of the manifest form of God, spiritual knowledge, detachment, ātmā-realization and all other means for liberation are like sour buttermilk; they are like the letter. There is no worth in them. But because one has an inclination for them they will remain. ‘Khāti chāshme kā sukh māne, sur khavaiyo gheeko he.’1 Thus, without the support of God, everything else is just as worthless as salty water. Footnotes: 1. 1. Why try to find joy in sour buttermilk, since the bliss of God is like ghee.