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There is a voice calling out to you, listen O!

It promises to show, it claims to know

your fix, your fixations, your moan

your family, your friends and the foe

There is a voice listening! speak O!

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Everybody in their everyday life is mauled by one situation after another, there is no time to halt; the incredible inertia of expectations force us to move. Then, all of us somehow end up on the road. When such is the reality of everybody’s every other day how does one not become longing of an assurance, how does one not want to hear from someone, how does one not want someone. There is no someone out there anywhere.

Lately I am quite inspired and let me say, awestruck by Kabir’s words, his style and his followers’ immeasurable faith in him. Kabir’s words, it wounds and if you pass out unscathed, that is the true Kabir! I am assured that Kabir is not a person, name, label, he is not just someone who lived and sang songs, he is not just a mystic, he is a theme! He is that infinite faith that we need to have in our lives, he is that question you did not dare to ask, he is that answer you did not dare to find.

Just when I was completely convinced that there is no someone out there, I heard a voice. A very strong one, a dynamic one. I cannot describe it to you, it is a personal experience. It must have been a dream, I do not know. I have a history of having vague and vivid dreams. But the voice was no dream. It did not speak any words, it seemed to suggest something, which would sound ”how could you even think that you are alone!” if I were to put it in words. I had a discussion about it with my mom and my sister. It was as if, the voice wanted it. What came out from that chat was almost life changing for each one of us. I believe it was a choreographed event, by an intelligent being out there. And I thought there is no someone out there! Glad I make mistakes.

Answers come from every corner and any corner actually, the answer came from Kabir; #Kabir actually. Some twitter tweeted two lines from Tagore’s translation of Kabir’s song “Are mann Dheeraj kahe na dharai’; It felt familiar, it felt like it, the voice!

Why so impatient, my heart?

He who watches over birds, beasts, and insects,

He who cared for you whilst you were yet in your mother’s womb,

Shall He not care for you now that you are come forth?

Oh my heart, how could you turn from the smile of your Lord and

wander so far from Him?

-from Songs of Kabir, Translation by Gurudev Rabindranath Tagore

There is no time to halt. My heart began to pound harder than ever as I read this, and there was my assurance, sung by one of the most elated souls- Kabir, translated by yet another great personality in history. I am not sure although if this “my voice” was that of Kabir’s or the ultimate voice of Guru he sings of! I do not know who reached out to me and who corroborated.

He says “Suntha hai Guru gyani, Gagan mein awaz ho rahi Jheeni: Some wise one is listening, the skies are making a subtle sound”

as if in reply to my complains, as if the voice is desperate to make me appreciate its presence. I do now!

For now, I am sure that I was wrong, the inertia of expectations is not pushing me, it is stopping me from falling off, the path I am walking on is the right one. For now, there is no reason for me to believe otherwise. Just, I must stop quoting Kabir and start absorbing him more.

He says, Kabir mann nirmal bhaya jaise Ganga neer, Pache pache sab chale, Kahe Kabir Kabir- Kabir cleansed his mind like the water of Ganga, now everyone follows him saying “Kabir Kabir”.

When such is Kabir’s voice, when such is his claim and when his truth is so evident how does one stop quoting Kabir?

inspiration credits- The Kabir Project