Main Krishna Hoon Deep Trivedi Pdf 〈Firefox〉

Tears fell from Arjun’s eyes. Not tears of sorrow or joy — tears of recognition.

He looked at his hands. They were his hands — the same that had lit incense, turned prayer beads, wiped tears. But now, they felt like his hands. Not Arjun’s. Not a name’s. Just… hands of the self. main krishna hoon deep trivedi pdf

“You thought Krishna was a person, a god, a story. But Krishna is the consciousness that sees through your eyes. The love that breaks your heart open. The trickster who shatters every identity you cling to. You are not a devotee waiting for my grace. You are the grace. You are the dance. You are me.” Tears fell from Arjun’s eyes

He whispered to the night: “Main Krishna hoon.” They were his hands — the same that

Arjun opened his eyes. The world looked the same — the river, the dark sky, the wet earth. But something had shifted.