Upanishads · Chāndogya 2,14.2
॥
Devanāgarī
सः यः एवम् एतत् बृहत् आदित्ये प्रोतं वेद तेजस्वी अन्नादः भवति सर्वम् आयुः एति ज्योक् जीवति महान् प्रजया पशुभिः भवति महान् कीर्त्या तपन्तम् न निन्देत् तत् व्रतम्
Transliteration (IAST)
saḥ yaḥ evam etat bṛhat āditye protaṃ veda tejasvī annādaḥ bhavati sarvam āyuḥ eti jyok jīvati mahān prajayā paśubhiḥ bhavati mahān kīrtyā tapantam na nindet tat vratam
Word-by-word
SanskritIASTMeaning
सःsaḥhe; that one
यःyaḥwho; the one who
एवम्evamthus; in this way
एतत्etatthis; all this
बृहत्bṛhatthe bṛhat sāman; the great song Bṛhat
आदित्येādityein the sun; when the sun
प्रोतंprotaṃinterwoven; woven in
वेदvedaknows; understands
तेजस्वीtejasvīresplendent (tejasvin); full of heat and light; resplendent
अन्नादःannādaḥan eater of food; the eater of food
भवतिbhavatirevered lady; madam
सर्वम्sarvamall; entirely
आयुःāyuḥlife; the span of life
एतिetiattains; comes to
ज्योक्jyoklong; clearly and long
जीवतिjīvatidwells; he remains alive
महान्mahāngreat; large
प्रजयाprajayāwith offspring; with children
पशुभिःpaśubhiḥwith cattle; with cattle
भवतिbhavatirevered lady; madam
महान्mahāngreat; large
कीर्त्याkīrtyāwith fame; with renown
तपन्तम्tapantamthe scorching (from √tap); the burning; blazing
नnanot; no
निन्देत्nindetlet him [not] disparage (from √nind); let him [not] revile; he does [not] abuse
तत्tatthat; this
व्रतम्vratama vow; the rule of observance
Translation
He who thus knows this bṛhat woven into the sun becomes resplendent and an eater of food, attains the full span of life, lives in brightness, is great in offspring and cattle, great in fame. Let him not revile the burning [sun]: that is the vow.
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The fruit of the bṛhat: tejasvī — "resplendent": the solar sāman shares its heat with its venerator. And the vow: tapantaṁ na nindet — "let him not revile the burning one": do not grumble at the heat!
The vows of the series add up to a science of not grumbling: do not revile the rain (2.15), do not revile the heat: for an element in which a song has been recognised there is no "bad weather" — there are only beats. Grumbling at a scorching sun is criticism of an udgītha as the sky performs it: a knower will not let himself hiss at the climax of the Great sāman. So the upāsanā cures our perpetual quarrel with the weather: for one who hears a lifting-up in the heat, even noon is holy.