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he came and started calling me 'Kabir, Kabir!' Since then he follows me and calls 'Kabir, Kabir, Where are you going? What are you doing?' I don't call him any more, but he continuously calls me."
And that's what is really significant, when God calls you. That is possible only if you create the space of cheerfulness.
Prem Toshi. Prem means love; toshi means contented -- contented with love. Love is the only contentment in life; everything else deceives. Everything else is a mirage; it allures you but it never satisfies you. On the contrary it leaves a feeling of great frustration -- money, power, prestige, everything except love. Love gives you the first taste of contentment. One feels perfectly satisfied as one is, and in that state of contentment God comes in.
You are open to God only when you are in a state of contentment. The discontented man is so preoccupied with himself that he remains closed. Even if God knocks on his door he cannot hear it, there is so much noise inside him. But when one is contented there is silence, calm, everything is quiet. And then one starts hearing the whispering of God from everywhere. The wind blowing through the pine trees -- it is God whispering. The river running towards the ocean, and the sound of the water -- it is God's song. The cuckoo calls from the distance -- and he has called you. Then in laughters and in tears only he is felt. Then he is day and he is night. Then he is life and he is death.
Gyanrahi. Gyan means wisdom; rahi means a pilgrim -- a pilgrim who is in search of wisdom, a seeker of truth.
But remember, wisdom cannot be sought outside your consciousness. Whatsoever you gather outside your consciousness will remain knowledge -- and knowledge is not wisdom. Knowledge is a false coin. It is repeating beautiful words, nice theories, but all repetition is mechanical. It is not your own experience.
And truth has to be your own, only then is it true. Truth has to be a growth of your own consciousness, only then does it liberate. Knowledge binds; wisdom liberates. Information fills your head with noise; wisdom empties your head utterly, and a great silence is left behind.
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