Haṭha Yoga Pradīpikā / 3.16 Fit and unfit become one
3.16
Haṭha (हठ) Yoga Pradīpikā (प्रदीपिका)
न हि पथ्यमपथ्यं वा रसाः सर्वेऽपि नीरसाः ।
अपि भुक्तं विषं घोरं पीयूषमपि जीर्यति na hi pathyam apathyaṃ vā rasāḥ sarve'pi nīrasāḥ |
api bhuktaṃ viṣaṃ ghoraṃ pīyūṣam api jīryati
The line
The verse says there is no fit food and no unfit food for him. All the tastes become tasteless as well. Even a dreadful poison that has been eaten is digested as if it were nectar.
नेपालीमा
श्लोकले उसका लागि उपयुक्त भोजन छैन र अनुपयुक्त भोजन पनि छैन भन्छ। सबै रस नीरस पनि हुन्छन्। खाएको भयानक विष पनि अमृतझैँ पचिन्छ।
Where it sits
Each claim is the verse's own, for the one who practices 3.10. The fit and unfit foods were listed in the first chapter.
Split: na (न) hi (हि) pathyam (पथ्यम्) apathyaṃ (अपथ्यं) vā (वा) rasāḥ (रसाः) sarve'pi (सर्वेऽपि) nīrasāḥ (नीरसाः) / api (अपि) bhuktaṃ (भुक्तं) viṣaṃ (विषं) ghoraṃ (घोरं) pīyūṣam (पीयूषम्) api (अपि) jīryati (जीर्यति)
Sanskrit, in depth
The words
| Word | Grammar | Sense |
|---|---|---|
| na (न) | indeclinable | the verse's own no. |
| hi (हि) | indeclinable | for, indeed. |
| pathyam (पथ्यम्) | nominative or accusative singular | a fit powder. Also pathyā (पथ्या), harītakī (हरीतकी). |
| apathyaṃ (अपथ्यं) | nominative or accusative singular | unfit food. |
| vā (वा) | indeclinable | or. |
| rasāḥ (रसाः) | nominative plural | taste. |
| sarve'pi (सर्वेऽपि) | form in the line | all; even. |
| nīrasāḥ (नीरसाः) | nominative plural | without savor. |
| api (अपि) | indeclinable | even. |
| bhuktaṃ (भुक्तं) | nominative or accusative singular | enjoyed. |
| viṣaṃ (विषं) | nominative or accusative singular | poison. |
| ghoraṃ (घोरं) | nominative or accusative singular | dreadful. |
| pīyūṣam (पीयूषम्) | nominative or accusative singular | nectar. |
| jīryati (जीर्यति) | present | is digested. |
Sanskrit in this line
The quarters run 16, 16 syllables. A hyphen in the split is a compound joint, a teaching mark, and the voice joins it.
Say it back
Cover the English and say the verse in one sentence. The verse says there is no fit food and no unfit food for him. All the tastes become tasteless as well. Even a dreadful poison that has been eaten is digested as if it were nectar.