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Arjuna - The One Who Asked

The One Who Asked

On Kurukshetra’s fateful ground, 
where war cries filled the air,
Where steel and silence both were crowned, 
and fate was laid out bare,
The warriors stood with hearts of flame, 
with vengeance in their breath—
Each eager for eternal fame, 
and unafraid of death.

Their banners soared, their chariots rolled, 
their bows were drawn and tight,
Each eye was set on wealth or pride, 
each mind prepared to fight.
Yet in that storm of wrath and roar, 
one soul began to sway—
A prince who saw what lay in store, 
and slowly turned away.

He saw not foes but fathers there, 
not rivals—but his own,
And felt a grief too sharp to bear, 
that pierced him to the bone.
“Why must we kill?” he softly cried, 
“What honor lies in pain?
I’d trade the earth and all its pride, 
for peace that might remain.”

His fingers slipped, his bow fell low, 
his knees sank to the floor,
While all around him longed for war
—he sought a deeper lore.
For while the world stood armed and proud, 
one man unarmed his heart,
And from that stillness rose a voice, 
divine, profound, and smart.

No sage or king received the song, 
though many heard it near,
For only he who dared to doubt, 
was truly fit to hear.
The Gita bloomed not for the bold, 
who never paused to see,
But for the one who dropped his sword, 
and asked, “What must I be?”

So when the battle drums arise, 
and customs clouds your view,
Remember—wisdom meets the eyes, 
of those who seek the true.
Not all who fight will seek the path, 
or where it ever goes,
But he who questions every norm, 
the deepest teaching knows.


In the heart of the Mahabharata, one of the most profound moments in spiritual literature unfolds—not with thunder, but with a question. The first chapter of the Bhagavad Gita sets the stage for a cataclysmic war. Mighty warriors stand on both sides, armed with divine weapons, noble lineages, and unshakable resolve. The conch shells have sounded, the armies are arrayed, and the world seems ready to witness the greatest battle of dharma.

But then—something unexpected happens.

A Warrior Puts Down His Bow.

Prince Arjuna, the greatest archer of his time, the decorated hero of countless battles, suddenly falters. He sees his teachers, cousins, uncles, and friends on both sides of the battlefield. And in that moment of clarity—or what might seem like weakness—he is overcome not with rage, but with compassion, sorrow, and a profound inner conflict.

He says:

“What joy will this war bring me, Krishna? I see no victory here. I see blood. I see ruin. I would rather abandon this fight than kill my kin.”

This is not cowardice. This is courage of another kind—the courage to question the path everyone assumes is right.


Why Only Arjuna Heard the Gita

Let’s consider the setting again. The battlefield is full of great minds, philosophers, kings, sages, and even incarnations of gods in human form. Bhishma, the grandsire, is known for his wisdom. Drona, the teacher, is revered for his mastery. Karna, Yudhishthira, Duryodhana—all intelligent, brave, and disciplined.

But none of them asked.

None of them paused to question the morality of the war. None of them stopped to wonder whether the path of violence, even if “righteous,” was truly right. Everyone accepted their roles. Everyone followed the script.

Except Arjuna.

He was the only one to break the rhythm. He was the only one to say:
“I don’t know what to do. I need guidance.”

And because he asked—he received.

The Bhagavad Gita, the divine dialogue between Lord Krishna and Arjuna, begins after Arjuna collapses in the chariot, overcome with doubt. Krishna, the charioteer, could have simply said, "Stand up and fight." Instead, he gave him the ultimate teaching on life, death, duty, the soul, action, devotion, and liberation.


The Power of the Question

There is a powerful lesson here, not just for warriors, but for all of us.

In life, we often find ourselves in motion—pursuing goals, following rules, doing what is expected. But how often do we stop and truly ask:

  • Is this the right path?
  • Why am I doing this?
  • What does success really mean?
  • What if the cost is too great?

Arjuna's greatness was not just in his skills with the bow, but in his willingness to drop the bow when the moment demanded reflection.

He had the humility to admit he was lost.
He had the vulnerability to express doubt.
He had the wisdom to seek something higher.

And in return, the universe opened itself to him.


Why This Matters Today

We live in a world of noise—constant action, opinions, expectations. Much like the battlefield of Kurukshetra, our lives are full of roles to play, battles to fight, and victories to chase.

But what the Gita teaches us—starting with Arjuna’s question—is that true clarity, and true peace, begin when we pause.

When we ask.
When we listen.
When we open ourselves to guidance, even if it comes from within.

You don’t need to be on a battlefield to live out this teaching. Every time you face a difficult decision, every time you feel overwhelmed by expectations, every time the path ahead seems obvious but your heart hesitates—remember Arjuna.

Be the one who asks.
Be the one who dares to seek wisdom over blind action.
Because sometimes, the greatest strength lies not in fighting the war, but in questioning why the war must be fought at all.


Conclusion: The Inner Charioteer

Krishna didn’t give his divine discourse to the loudest warrior or the most righteous king. He gave it to the one who sat down, admitted his confusion, and said, “Teach me.”

Each of us has a charioteer within—a voice of clarity, of dharma, of deep truth. But we can only hear it when we put the weapons down for a moment and ask the deeper questions.

So the next time you're in a moment of crisis or confusion, don’t rush to act. Instead, listen to the Arjuna within you.

And ask.


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