I love the idea the Bhagvad Gita was a drunken rant one night during the war, one friend to another.

यदा यदा हि धर्मस्य ग्लानिर्भवति भारत ।
अभ्युत्थानमधर्मस्य तदात्मानं सृजाम्यहम् ॥

परित्राणाय साधूनां विनाशाय च दुष्कृताम् ।
धर्मसंस्थापनार्थाय सम्भवामि युगे युगे ॥

As a kid, the Geeta was the only religious text that was kinda attractive to me. I didn’t understand much of the philosophy, but it’s just so beautiful to read, and even more so to hear when someone reads it aloud for you. (My aunt used to read it, my parents weren’t very religious. Me neither, but it’s still just very beautiful poetry.)