Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... [Music] Tum nidhaan, atal sultan... [Music] Jeeya-jant sab jaachey... Kaho Nanak hum ehai hawala... Rakh santan ke paachhe... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Hum paapi, tum paap khandan... Neeko thaakar desa... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... Madho... Hum aise, tu aisa... [Music] The human while wandering in the world, forgot, he forgets that in this world, the body which he is seeing, neither that body is yours, you don't own it... and nor this body is gong to stay forever... After the birth, maya has such an effect, on this chitta (subconscious mind), that for once you feel, that this body is me only. And the other thing it appears that all that I am seeing it will always remain like this. And both these things are false. The driver of the car is not a car. Driver is a human being, and car is just what- pack of metal and some engine and some doors and seats... The car's rider, the car driver is not the car. Then the one that resides in this body, "I", how can that be the body? Like, the car and the car's driver are distinct... And when the car get old, then he can sell it, he can give to someone else, he can buy a new car. The driver is not limited to a single car... The way the car's driver is distinct from that car's body engine, seats, meter, doors... Similarly, From this body... What is going on within this body... The engine of mind and prana, the body personified as a car, fitted with the meter of intellect, the 'I', -the driver is distinct, is different. is separate. The driver of the car is not a car. Similarly, me, who is using this body-car, can not be the body. But, this is the biggest ignorance that we think we are the body. Now, with this body, you've such a strong identity, that due to this identity, you don't realize this that this body is distinct from you, is different from you. Such perception, such experience, you never get. Only the body is me, and the truth is today, by favorable chance, you've been given the human body, but suppose that if you had got a dog's body, then you would consider that dog's body as 'I'. If you had got a lizard's body, then you would consider the lizard's body as 'I'. Now, these creatures do not possess intellect- -a well-developed pre-frontal cortex isn't present. Because they don't have a developed pre-frontal cortex in the brain, hence, they are unable to think or realize this fact, that they're not the body. That there life is going to be very flickery and small. The human's brain; it is developed. The human brain... It has perfect capability to reflect. It can think. But, this isn't necessary that if he is human, then he'll be able to think. It's a strange kind of fact. Intellect is there, he can think, but does he think? Now, on this subject, one will ponder only when someone with the knowledge of the subject meets him, then... Means if some sage enters into life, then... if they get satsang in their life, then... Then, there is a hope of getting an understanding... I am not saying that meeting a sage, everyone becomes a gyani. Did you? It's unfortunate, no? And you should surely feel this also! I always say, you've been seeing me from a such a long time, and listening to me, From such a long time, you've been coming to satsang. From such a long time, you've been asociated with me. Doesn't makes a difference if you have not received what I've been giving all these years, It's said, the older a wine, the better it is. The same thing I can say for true knowledge. if one has listened appropriately to true knowledge and if someone meditates rightly, then the more the number of years spent like this, the richer will be his experience. The more clear he will be, the more... In English, there is a word, 'sorted out'. No confusion left. No doubt is there, no illusion is there, no dubeity is there, no uncertitude is left. The veil of ignorance is lifted, The mind has has plunged into meditation. The intellect is stilled. Now, with this still intellect, years have passed. Means, this wine has now become so much more... intoxicating... The question that arises... At a time when you feel like saying such a thing... That from how long do you know me? Then, before making any social statement that I know from 15 years or 20 years... Think once... Whether in these 20 years, did you touch the depth of meditation? Did you firmly get established in true knowledge? Did illusions, attachments, incertitudes; were they all cut down to make them fall off? Ask this question to yourself. So, the one reflecting on true knowledge, the more he ages, their true knowledge's temperature, brightness should increase in the same proportion. And if you do not see this happening within you... Then, in a hurry... don't say this that we know (you) from a lot many years. Because, if you would know, then what you were being given, you could secure it with you. I really like a story that two friends were walking back from a foreign land to their home in a village. Deep dark night fell they also felt sleepy, Both were also very tired. So, both of them thought that just yonder the river is So, both of us would just sit on its banks. We'll sleep turn by turn. -"First you sleep, I'll keep" "guard. Then, I'll sleep, you keep guard." Both cannot sleep. There's a scare of wild animals. So, both of them saw an appropriate shelter, along the river's banks, on flat ground, they spread a sheet. One of them slept, the other kept guard. -"Now, I need to stay awake, so what do I do?" So, while groping around, his hands caught hold of a little pouch. He wondered, "Oh, what" "is this?" Now, its dark, nothing is visible. So, he remembered a childhood game where they threw a pebble into water, and its sound of splash would come, and then when the waves would form, would see the distance where the waves vanish. So, he took out a pebble out of the pouch and threw it, And when he threw a splashing sound was there... And waves... A partial moonlight was there. It wasn't full moon. So, he watches how far the wave went! Then the second... Now, he has to pass the time. So, he kept on throwing the stones. Kept on throwing the stones. Throwing the pebble, he would watch the waves. Then, again he would throw another... then again watch the waves... Meanwhile, it was dawn... The time of sunrise was nearing. So the horizon began to get crimson, it was getting brighter. Light was there now, the last pebble was in his hand. And then he saw... And... He screamed... The pebbles in the pouch he had... -Thinking this, he was throwing them one by one the whole night, those were not pebbles.. they were all diamonds... They were diamonds... Which he thought to be pebbles and threw them into the river's water. The last one was in his hand...! And hearing him scream, then the friend who was sleeping according to his turn... poor chap- "What happened? Did a beast come" "Did a snake come? What happened?" He said, "Don't even ask?" "We lost everything..." "We could have got filthy rich." "but, we ended up losing all." The other said, "How come?" And when he heard the entire story, then he said, "You're so dumb!" "Why didn't you" "come to know? How" "come you couldn't know?" "It wasn't so dark, after all?" "You should have paid attention!" He said, "Buddy, how would I?" "Sleep was bothering me so much." "I had to pass the time," "My brain wasn't robust!" "-Pebbles or diamonds?" "And how could I have guessed" "that someone would leave a pouch" "full of diamonds along the river bank?" "I thought they are pebbles. A" "traveler's child collected them..." "Kids collect beautiful" "stones, fill them in pouches." "How would" "I know that they were diamonds?"
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