- Vichar-Vithika-Devesh Mehta
'Kabira jab hum paida huye,
Jag hanse hum roye.
Let's do the same,
Hum hanse jag roye ..
Chandriya Zini Ray Zini,
Ramanam juice wet
Chadaria Zini Ray Zini.
Don't doubt the sheet,
Yeh do din tumko dinhi.
Stupid logs don't know the difference,
Day by day Miley Kinhi ..
Chadaria Zini Ray Zini.
Dhruv, Prahlad Sudama Odhi Chadaria,
Shukde ne nirmal kinhi.
Das Kabir to Aisi Odhi,
Wherever there is a house.
That Ramnam juice wet
Chadaria Zini Ray Zini. '
Kabir Saheb, the author of such wonderful, unprecedented Doha and Bhakti verses of Hindi literature, was one of the best Indian mystic poets and saints of the fifteenth century. In the devotional age of Hindi literature, he became the best promoter of selfless devotion to God. He was not confined to the sectarian confines of any religion, but he transgressed all that and awakened Ahalek to attain liberation by realizing the Self and the Brahman. He condemned the evils, false customs, superstitions and superstitions prevalent in the society and strongly criticized the social evils.
He appeared in the rippling lake of Kashi on Jeth Sud Poonam of Vikram Samvat 15. Is. His Tirobhav, which appeared in 18 AD. Born in 1912 in Maghar, Uttar Pradesh. His father's name was Neeru and mother's name was Neema. Kabir Saheb's green body was found as a child by a Muslim weaver named Neeru and his wife Neema soon after they appeared from a lotus flower in Kashinalhartara lake.
This verse is prevalent among the Kabirpanthis - fourteen all fifty five years have passed, Chandravar is a luxury. Jeth sudi barsayat ko puranmasi tithi pragat bhaye .. Thunder roared, Damini's gusto dripped with rain. Lahar talab me kamal khile tahu kabir bhanu pragat bhaye .. Kabirji's wife was named Loi who later became his disciple. His son's name was Kamal and his daughter's name was Kamali. Kabir Sahebji's main compositions include Sabad, Sakhi, Ramaini, Bhakti Ke Anga, Kabir Ki Vani, Ram-Sar, Ugra Gita, Alif Nafa, Kathni, Gyan Guddi, Gyan Sagar, Karam, Chanak, Ram Sar, Rekhta, Kabirj Ashtak, Balkhaki Faiz Etc. Kabirji's collection of speeches is known as 'Bijak' which consists of three parts - Ramaini, Sabad and Sakhi.
The name 'Ram' is frequently mentioned in Kabirji's Doha and Pado. Kabirji's Rama is the invisible Nirgun Parmeshwar. It is scattered throughout the world. This is reflected in the words 'Nirgun rum japahu re bhai'. It shows that God is beyond the limits of name, form, quality, time, etc. Although Kabir's Ram is Nirgun, Kabir talks about a human love affair with him. Sometimes she considers Ram as her lover or husband with a sense of sweetness, sometimes with a sense of slavery. Sometimes he considers Rama as his mother in the form of Vatsalya idol and makes himself his son. The peculiarity of Kabir's devotion to such a nice, innate human love with Nirgun Nirakar Brahman. He considers love to be supreme, that is why he says - Pothi padhi padhi jag mua, Pandit bhaya na koi. Dhai akshar prem ka padhe so pandit hoi ..
Kabirji's Ram is adorable with love. It is a symbol of the indestructible, indestructible, supreme element. Kabir says - 'Prem jagavai virh ko, virh jagavai piu, piu jagavai jivako, joi piu soi jiu.' Love and bereavement is the 'sodahu' tool to awaken the soulful swan. Religion is not an act of dressing up, it is a process of dressing up in every aspect of life.
Its sadhana begins with love and continues to grow. Kabir says that love so deeply, that it becomes paramatma for you. Create so much longing to achieve it that when everyone becomes detached, when the feeling of detachment is achieved, he can awaken 'Pew' in Dhyana-Samadhi. That Piu means Priya can awaken the life sitting in your inner mind, in your conscience. That Priya is your soul. You will love the whole world so the whole world will love you. All your development will be gone.
Then Mahabhav will awaken. With this Mahabhav, the whole world will become Priya's home. Absolute unity with the omnipresent Rama Paramatma will prevail. Wonderful thing happens when this sadhana culminates. Kabir says - 'Mala japun, mukh se kahun na rama ram mera muzko bhaje, main baith karu visram .. Now I do not chant garlands, I do not chant taxes, I do not utter the name of Rama with my mouth, on the contrary, my Rama chants me, I just sit and rest.
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