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Bhagavad Gita 11.42

Whatever insults I have offered to You in jest, in sport, in repose, in conversation, or at a banquet, alone or in a crowd, I ask for Your forgiveness for them all, O You Who are without equal!

यच्चावहासार्थमसत्कृतोऽसि
विहारशय्यासनभोजनेषु।
एकोऽथवाप्यच्युत तत्समक्षं
तत्क्षामये त्वामहमप्रमेयम्॥

yaccāvahāsārthamasatkṛto'si
vihāraśayyāsanabhojaneṣu|
eko'thavāpyacyuta tatsamakṣaṃ
tatkṣāmaye tvāmahamaprameyam||

English translation (above): Shri Purohit Swami (1935), public domain. Sanskrit text via github.com/gita/gita (Unlicense).

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