हिन्दी
O Somya, as bees produce honey by collecting the juice from various trees and mixing them together to make one juice—
—O Somya, and just as those juices now are no longer conscious of their separate identities, thinking, ‘I am the juice from such-and-such tree,’ and ‘I am the juice from such-and-such tree’; similarly, when all these beings attain unity in the Self, they are not conscious of it. They do not think, ‘We (were once separate, but) now we are all one with the Self’.
Whatever they were before in this world—whether a tiger or lion or leopard or boar or bug or insect or flea or mosquito—they are born again. (They never know that they came from Sat).
‘That which is the subtlest of all is the Self of all this. It is the Truth. It is the Self. That thou art, O Śvetaketu.’ Śvetaketu then said - ‘Sir, please explain this to me again.’ ‘Yes, Somya, I will explain it again,’ replied his father.
