Chalti Chakki Dekh Kar, Diya Kabira Roye
Do Paatan Ke Beech Mein,Sabit Bacha Na Koye
Watching the grinding stone, the Light Kabir Cries
Inside the Two Stones, no one survives
Kabir sees the grinding stones as the duality that we live in. Heaven and earth, Good and Bad, Male and Female, High and Low – all around is duality. This play of opposites, this Chalti Chakki (moving mill) gets everyone, no one is saved from in its powerful grip.
Whoever enters this duality is crushed. No one survives. Kabir cries because rarely, if ever, does one see the oneness, the divinity, behind the duality.
Bura Jo Dekhan Main Chala, Bura Naa Milya Koye
Jo Munn Khoja Apnaa, To Mujhse Bura Naa Koye
I went on the search for the Bad Guy, Bad Guy I couldn’t find
When I searched my mind, Non one is Nastier then I.
This quote is about observing one’s own mind. Kabir says that he searched the world for the bad guy, the real evil person, but he couldn’t find the evil person no matter where he looked. Then he looked within at his own thinking process, his own mind. Then he found the real evil person who lived in his mind, unchecked. When we accuse, condemn another, it is our mind that is doing the finger pointing, the other person is probably innocent or the victim of his circumstances. Were we to inhabit the condemned persons body, live his life, have his conditioning, then we too would behave and act the same.
Kaal Kare So Aaj Kar, Aaj Kare So Ub
Pal Mein Pralaya Hoyegi, Bahuri Karoge Kub
Tomorrows work is doing today, today’s work now
If the moment is lost, how will the work be done?
Do the work that needs to be done now. There is no other time then now.
Chinta Aisee Dakini, Kat Kaleja Khaye
Vaid Bichara Kya Kare, Kahan Tak Dawa Lagaye
Worry is such a Thief, it eats one’s heart
What can the poor doctor do, How far will his medicine reach?
Don’t worry, be happy.
Kabira Garv Na Keejiye, Kaal Gahe Kar Kes
Na Jaane Kit Mare Hai, Kya Des Kya Pardesh
Kabir , Don’t be so proud and vain, The clutches of Time are dark
Who knows where it will kill , Whether at home or abroad
Again, don’t be proud and vain, who knows when or where time will kill.
Jab Tun Aaya Jagat Mein, Log Hanse Tu Roye
Aise Karni Na Kari, Pache Hanse Sab Koye
When you came into this world , Everyone laughed while you cried
Don’t do such work, That they laugh when you are gone
Do good work.
Kabir So Dhan Sanchiye, Jo Aage Ko Hoye
Sees Charaye Potli, Le Jaat Na Dekhya Koye
Kabir, save the wealth that remains in this Moment
Departing with a bag of material wealth, no one has yet been seen.
Enjoy the present moment. Accumulating wealth for tomorrow is a waste because tomorrow you will die. This is a certainty. No one has been seen that managed to take his material wealth with him.
Aasa Jive Jag Marey, Log Marey Mar Jayee
Soyee Sube Dhan Sanchate, So Ubrey Jey Khayee
Hope yet lives, the world dies, people die and die again
Perish yet hoards wealth, spend and freedom attains..
Hope is that people will wake up, drop their attachments and hoardings and be free from the clutches of illusion.
Moond Munddavat Din Gaye‚ Ajhun Na Miliya Raam
Raam Naam Kahu Kya Karey‚ Je Man Ke Aurey Kaam
Shaving the head Ages have passed, yet no union with God
Recitation of Gods Name is futile, when the mind is doing something else
Control the mind – observe it.
Keson Kaha Bigadia, Je Moonde Sau Baar
Man Ko Kahe Na Moondiye, Jaamein Vishey Vikaar
What harm have the hair done, you shove them a hundred times
Why not shave the mind, there grow unchecked countless poisonous thoughts
Clean the Mind – for more, see Mind Detox
Kabir Soota Kya Kare, Koore Kaaj Niwaar
Jis Panthu Tu Chaalna, Soyee Panth Samwaar
Kabir, why do you sleep? Leave the useless tasks
Be focused on the path which you were meant to tread
Focus on the thing that you really love to do, the path you were meant to follow.
Kabir Soyee Soorma, Man Soon Maande Jhoojh
Panch Pyada Paari Le, Door Kare Sab Dooj
Kabir, He alone is the Warrior , who takes on the mind head-on
Crushing the sensual five, all duality gone
The real fighter, the real Warrior is the one who takes on his own mind. The Mind controls the ‘sensual five’, the five senses of sight, sound, touch, smell. These senses tell us lies, they tell us that duality exists, though we know that it does not.
Source: Kabir was a 15th-century Indian mystic poet and saint.