Durlabha Manava Janma
"Rare Human Birth" — 12. Durlabha Mānava Janma
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After attaining a rare human birth in this world, I still did not worship Lord Kṛṣṇa. To whom will I tell my sufferings?
I became a householder. A householder! How I wasted my time. I did not gain anything good. All I got was trouble.
What kind of world is this? It's like a magician's illusion. Again and again claiming, "It's mine!", I wasted my days.
When this body collapses, what will still me "mine"? Neither children nor companions will make me happy.
I slave like a donkey. What do I get? My illusions refuse to die.
I waste my days in work and my nights in the grip of sleep. I do not know how death approaches.
Sometimes I receive good and sometimes bad. I look about. I don't worry. I do not know that some day this body will collapse.
Worries about body, home, wife, and others always awaken in my heart. They have destroyed my intelligence.
Alas! Alas! I did not know it would all be destroyed! When my life ends, what will happen to all my glories and opulences?
When my body falls in the cremation-ground, the birds and insects will rejoice.
All the dogs and jackals will be delighted. They will celebrate a great festival over my body.
That is the fate of this body. It is also the fate of my friends and kinsmen and all my material glories and opulences.
Turning away from Māyā's bewilderments, an intelligent person engages in devotional service (sādhana-bhakti) to the Supreme Truth, Lord Kṛṣṇa.