The following Story is
part of Chhandogya Upanishad
Satyakama asked his mother, Jabala, “Mother, I want to live the life of
a student of supreme knowledge. What is my family name? Who is my father?”
“My son,” replied the mother, “I don’t know. In my
youth when I went about a great deal as a maidservant I conceived you. I do not
know who is your father. I am Jabala and you are Satyakama, so call yourself
Satyakama Jabal.”
Then the boy went to Gautama, a great seer of
those days, and asked to be accepted as a student. “Of what family are you, my
dear?” inquired the sage.
Satyakama replied, “I asked my mother what my
family name was, and she answered, ‘I don’t know. In my youth when I went about
a great deal as a maidservant I conceived you. I do not know who is your
father. I am Jabala and you are Satyakama, so call yourself Satyakama Jabal.’
Sir, I am therefore Satyakama Jabal.” The sage then said to him, “None but a
true brahmin, a true seeker of truth, would have spoken thus. You have not
swerved from the truth, my dear. I will teach you that supreme knowledge.”
For people who are not interested in reading the same here is the youtube video which would provide the same in video format
One of my Favorite
Stories from Upanishads is the Story of Satya Kam
The following Story is
part of Chhandogya Upanishad
Satyakama asked his mother, Jabala, “Mother, I want to live the life of
a student of supreme knowledge. What is my family name? Who is my father?”
“My son,” replied the mother, “I don’t know. In my youth when I went about a great deal as a maidservant I conceived you. I do not know who is your father. I am Jabala and you are Satyakama, so call yourself Satyakama Jabal.”
Then the boy went to Gautama, a great seer of those days, and asked to be accepted as a student. “Of what family are you, my dear?” inquired the sage.
Satyakama replied, “I asked my mother what my family name was, and she answered, ‘I don’t know. In my youth when I went about a great deal as a maidservant I conceived you. I do not know who is your father. I am Jabala and you are Satyakama, so call yourself Satyakama Jabal.’ Sir, I am therefore Satyakama Jabal.” The sage then said to him, “None but a true brahmin, a true seeker of truth, would have spoken thus. You have not swerved from the truth, my dear. I will teach you that supreme knowledge.”
“My son,” replied the mother, “I don’t know. In my youth when I went about a great deal as a maidservant I conceived you. I do not know who is your father. I am Jabala and you are Satyakama, so call yourself Satyakama Jabal.”
Then the boy went to Gautama, a great seer of those days, and asked to be accepted as a student. “Of what family are you, my dear?” inquired the sage.
Satyakama replied, “I asked my mother what my family name was, and she answered, ‘I don’t know. In my youth when I went about a great deal as a maidservant I conceived you. I do not know who is your father. I am Jabala and you are Satyakama, so call yourself Satyakama Jabal.’ Sir, I am therefore Satyakama Jabal.” The sage then said to him, “None but a true brahmin, a true seeker of truth, would have spoken thus. You have not swerved from the truth, my dear. I will teach you that supreme knowledge.”
