Some moments are so pure they feel like Lord Krishna is
smiling through the eyes of a child.
I offered the book to a father.
“No… We are not having Bhagavad Gita… We will buy
it later ourselves. Thanks for asking,” he said courteously.
Before he could finish, Navya—his little angel—suddenly
lifted her hands high, eyes wide with innocent excitement, and tried with all
her might to grasp the Bhagavad Gita from my hands.
I turned to the father with a joyful smile. “See,
Deepak Ji, though she is so small, she wants to have this ever-new scripture.
This child is absolutely living up to her name, which means ‘new’.”
He chuckled softly. “: ) But the Gita was spoken long
before… How is it new then?”
“You will come to know this once you start reading the
Gita,” I replied gently. “Yes, it is ever new. You might feel you
have understood a particular phrase or verse today, but later—perhaps months or
years from now—you will discover a deeper, fresh meaning in the very same
verse. Then again new, again new… it goes on endlessly. For a sincere seeker,
the Gita gradually unfolds the absolute truth, layer by layer, always revealing
more beauty, more love, more light.”
“Moreover,” I continued, “it was spoken by
the ever-youthful Lord Krishna—Shyamasundara, whose form never ages, whose
pastimes are eternally fresh. Therefore, the Bhagavad Gita is ever new.”
I looked down at Navya, still reaching with pure eagerness.
“Give this book to Navya on her fifth birth anniversary. Tell her that
this gift was chosen by her only—when she was just how many months old?”
“She is eight months old now…” Deepak Ji
replied, his voice softening with wonder.
“Yes… Make Navya happy forever by accepting the Gita today.”
A gentle pause, then a warm smile. “Ok : )”
As he took the book and placed it near his little daughter,
the moment felt sealed with divine affection.
I am thankful to Deepak Ji and sweet little angel Navya for
holding the ever-new shastra in such beautiful, innocent hands!
All glories to Srila Prabhupada, whose presentation of the
Gita makes its eternal newness accessible to every generation—from infants
reaching out to elders reflecting deeply.
This encounter is a heart-melting reminder: The Bhagavad
Gita is not an old book gathering dust on a shelf. It is a living dialogue with
the Supreme Personality of Godhead—ever youthful, ever unfolding, ever capable
of surprising us with new depths of love and understanding. Even an
eight-month-old felt its pull instinctively. How much more can it awaken in us
when we approach it with the same sincerity and openness?
To every parent: Your child’s innocent reach towards Lord Krishna
is sacred. Honor it. Place the Gita where little hands and curious eyes can
find it. One day, they will thank you—not just for the book, but for
introducing them to the ever-new Friend who never grows old.
Have you witnessed a child’s pure attraction to Lord Krishna
or spiritual books? Or felt the Gita reveal something brand-new to you years
after you first read it? Share your experience below—your story might inspire
someone to say “Ok : )” to the ever-new invitation.
More tender, miraculous street moments coming soon, all part
of the journey toward a book filled with these divine, childlike awakenings.
Keep reaching for Lord Krishna—He reaches back with open arms.