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Kapila Muni - Bhagavatam


 This is a very important story from the Bhagavatam...

Svayambhuvamanu had a daughter, who was Devahuti, and Devahuti married Kardama who was a sage. Devahuti gave birth to a boy called Kapila. He was a partial incarnation of God. One day, Kardama went out for tapas. Kapila's mother asked, "As you are god himself, please tell me, how could I come out of this worldly attachment release?" Kapila replied, "Mother, there are three gunas, Satva gunam, Tamo gunam and Rajo gunam. Satva gunam is good, Tamo gunam is lazy and Rajo gunam is anger. We should always follow Satva gunam. We should always have devotion towards god. We should have Bhakthi towards god. We should always think of God. We should see god in everyone. 

Then, we realise the Supreme being, Lord Vishnu." 

Actually I didn't understand this chapter. So I asked my mom and she explained.

Just remember this, whenever someone scolds you, for a mistake that you've not made, don't feel too much. God is blaming himself, because he is in everybody.

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  1. Great Shriyandhaa. Great. Kapila Geetha is the first upadasa of Lord Mahavishnu to his mother. The other one is Bhagwath gita where Lord Krishna gave upadasa to Arjuna. Very good. Keep writing.

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  2. Great story about Kapila avatharam of Mahavishnu.AS son the Lord is Giving Upadesam to his mother. Knowing about three Gunas through your writings i felt so happy and decided not to have thamo guna,raji guna and will pray to Lord vishnu that I should develop sathawa guna. Thank you shriyandhaa.
    From Pushpa patti

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