Upaniṣads · Chāndogya 6,5.4
॥
Devanāgarī
अन्नमयम् हि सोम्य मनः आपोमयः प्राणः तेजोमयी वाक् इति भूयः एव मा भगवान् विज्ञापयतु इति तथा सोम्य इति ह उवाच
Transliteración (IAST)
annamayam hi somya manaḥ āpomayaḥ prāṇaḥ tejomayī vāk iti bhūyaḥ eva mā bhagavān vijñāpayatu iti tathā somya iti ha uvāca
Palabra por palabra
SánscritoIASTSignificado
अन्नमयम्annamayammade of food (anna-maya); food in composition; woven of food
हिhiindeed; truly
सोम्यsomyadear one; noble one
मनःmanaḥthe mind; thinking
आपोमयःāpomayaḥmade of water (āpo-maya); water in composition; woven of the waters
प्राणःprāṇaḥthe prāṇa; the vital breath
तेजोमयीtejomayīmade of heat (tejo-mayī); fiery in composition; woven of heat
वाक्vākspeech; the word
इतिitithus; how
भूयःbhūyaḥfurther (bhūyas — 'more'); further; still greater
एवevaindeed; surely
माmānot; me
भगवान्bhagavānvenerable one; esteemed one
विज्ञापयतुvijñāpayatulet him make it understood (causative of vi + √jñā); let him instruct me; let him make it understood
इतिitithus; how
तथाtathāthus; so be it
सोम्यsomyadear one; noble one
इतिitithus; how
हhaindeed; surely
उवाचuvācahe said; He spoke
Traducción
"For the mind, my dear, consists of food, the breath of the waters, speech of heat." — "Let your reverence explain to me still further." — "So be it, my dear," he said.
Versión
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The result is minted into a formula: anna-mayaṁ manaḥ — "the mind consists of food", āpo-mayaḥ prāṇaḥ — "the breath of the waters", tejo-mayī vāk — "speech of heat". Three "-mayas", three compositions; with the same suffixes the Taittirīya builds its sheaths of the soul (annamaya, prāṇamaya…): man is a layered being, and every layer has its own kitchen.
And for the first time the request sounds that will become the refrain of the whole chapter: bhūya eva mā bhagavān vijñāpayatu — "let your reverence explain to me still further". Nine times Śvetaketu will repeat it — and in that repetition is the whole changed youth: the braggart who knew everything has become a petitioner insatiable for truth. A pupil is known not by his answers but by the unquenchableness of his questions; the father's "so be it, my dear" will each time open the next door.