Gargi said, "I regret it. I want you back, not in flesh, but in spirit."
"That cannot be. I cannot time and tide. ", said Yajnyawalkya.
Gargi did not speak.
Yajnyawalkya said, "You do not understand the value of your gestures. You are precious in yourself; but you do not know how and why. "
"Say I am precious, not in myself, but precious to you!" said Gargi imploringly.
Yahnyawalkya said, "Gargi, we have reached a point whee we must stop thinking of what we are to others. Draw yourself together and find your Self in the silence of absurdity. Face that absurdity first. I can't say what you will find beyond that absurdity. But press ahead. You have the courage, " said Yajnyawalkya.
"I am not sure!: said Gargi, "But I have begun to see the way," said she.
There was silence.
Gargi went to Yajnyawalkya and bent at his feet. "I may not be a good disciple," she said, "But you are still, if not my mentor, my pathfinder."
Gargi stood up. It was as if an aeon had passed. Shakalya, and Yajnyawalkya! She was destined to find them both as one single image of man! Shakalya was swept away with no resurrection; Yajnyawalkya conquered. Gargi lost both.
The image of Shakalya arose before Yajnyawalkya's mind, as if alive with rage and frustration of yore. Who was to seek forgiveness and who was to forgive?
Whoever knew a decade or so ago the immensity of Brahma : the eternal Time : casting its shadow over all human endeavors!
"That cannot be. I cannot time and tide. ", said Yajnyawalkya.
Gargi did not speak.
Yajnyawalkya said, "You do not understand the value of your gestures. You are precious in yourself; but you do not know how and why. "
"Say I am precious, not in myself, but precious to you!" said Gargi imploringly.
Yahnyawalkya said, "Gargi, we have reached a point whee we must stop thinking of what we are to others. Draw yourself together and find your Self in the silence of absurdity. Face that absurdity first. I can't say what you will find beyond that absurdity. But press ahead. You have the courage, " said Yajnyawalkya.
"I am not sure!: said Gargi, "But I have begun to see the way," said she.
There was silence.
Gargi went to Yajnyawalkya and bent at his feet. "I may not be a good disciple," she said, "But you are still, if not my mentor, my pathfinder."
Gargi stood up. It was as if an aeon had passed. Shakalya, and Yajnyawalkya! She was destined to find them both as one single image of man! Shakalya was swept away with no resurrection; Yajnyawalkya conquered. Gargi lost both.
The image of Shakalya arose before Yajnyawalkya's mind, as if alive with rage and frustration of yore. Who was to seek forgiveness and who was to forgive?
Whoever knew a decade or so ago the immensity of Brahma : the eternal Time : casting its shadow over all human endeavors!
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