Chapter 1: The Bee Knows It
And one thing more to be understood: a rebellious person is not against anybody. He may appear against because he is trying to live his own life, but he is not really against anybody. He may not go to the mosque but he is not against Mohammedans. He may not go to the temple but he is not against Hindus. He simply says, “I am not concerned; it is irrelevant.” He simply says, “Please leave me alone. You do your thing and let me do my thing. Don’t interfere with me and I will not interfere with you.”
The vision of the rebellious mind is very realistic. Life is short. Nobody knows whether tomorrow will come or not. The future is not certain, and this is the only moment one can live. Why waste it in fighting with others? Why waste it in trying to convince others? Enjoy it, delight in it. A Baul is a hedonist, he is an Epicurean - he starts living: he loves, he lives, he delights.
When a Baul dies, he is not afraid of death - he is ready. He has lived his life. He is ripe. The fruit is ripe and ready to fall to the ground with no hesitation. You will be afraid. You are already afraid of death because you have not been able to live. You have not lived yet and death has come or is coming. You have not yet had time to live and death has knocked at the door. How can you accept death? How can you welcome it?
A Baul is ready to die any moment because he has not wasted a single moment of life. He has lived it as deeply as it was possible to live. He has no complaint, no grudge against life and he has nothing to wait for. So if death comes he is ready to live death also. He embraces death. He says, “Come in.” He becomes a host to death also.
If you live rightly, you will be ready to die peacefully, blissfully. If you are not living rightly, if you are postponing, if you are simply putting aside your life and doing other things rather than enjoying life and doing a thousand and one things rather than delighting in life, then of course, naturally, you will be afraid of death. And when death comes, you will be a coward in front of death.
A Baul dies dancing, a Baul dies singing, a Baul dies playing his ektara and his duggi. He knows how to live and how to die. And he is not worried about God; he is only worried about the adhar manush, the essential man that resides in him. His whole search is to find this essential man that he is. “Who am I?” is his essential search. And he’s very respectful about other human beings because they all belong to that essential nature. All other forms are of that formless essential nature; all the waves belong to the ocean. He’s very respectful, tremendously respectful. A Baul never condemns anything.
To me, that is the very criterion of a religious man: he has no condemnatory attitude. He accepts everything, his world includes everything. It does not exclude anything. Sex is accepted, samadhi also. His world is very rich because nothing is excluded from it. He says, “Everything comes from that essential core of your being, so why deny it? And if you deny it, how will you be able to reach to the source?” Wherever you deny something, you cling there, you stop there. Then the journey cannot move to the very core.