I have in the past dishonored You in jest while at play, while resting, sitting, or at meals, either alone or in front of many friends. O infallible one, please excuse me for all those offenses.

The confession deepens: not just the words of address, but all the casual disrespect — the jokes, the teasing at meals and games, the casual companionship without reverence. All the ordinary moments of their friendship, which Arjuna now sees from the other side. He knew God and treated him like a friend. And yet — the Gita teaches — God chose to be treated that way, out of love.