Nationalism is a great sin. It is because of this nationalism that all sorts of problems continue in the world. I am not a nationalist. I want to demolish all boundaries. For anyone on this earth who has ever gained even a small glimpse of the divine there can be no boundaries. Such a person does not belong to any country, any race, any class, any sect, any caste. They belong to all; all belong to them.
This kind of person, a person like Gorakh, doesn’t bother to talk about when he was born, or about which house he was born in, or about which village he was born in. These are useless things because Gorakh knows: I was never born and I will never die. These statements are of the body-oriented. These statements are of those who have attachment and identification with the body. A person like Gorakh has known that which is never born and which never dies. That which cannot die and cannot be born. After knowing the unborn, the beginningless, the endless, who will talk about birth? Who would he be talking about?
This is why people like this don’t talk about it. Naturally many stories will be left behind them, but no definite facts. Such people have such a vast heart that they cannot agree to any kind of adjectives to be added to them because adjectives are also nothing but an indication of ignorance. When someone says, “I am a Hindu,” “I am a Muslim,” “I am a Christian” – all these are the signs of ignorance. Where the light is burning, adjectives are gone; adjectives live only in darkness. There arises an adjective-free, indescribable state. That is why nothing definitive is known about when and where such a person was born.
But there are some people who remain involved in this inquiry. There are some people who put their whole lives into it. It is this type of person who does research in the universities, who becomes a great researcher. He receives degrees – PhD, DLitt., DPhil. – and is greatly respected. And what is their work? Their work is to decide when Gorakhnath was born. Someone says it was at the end of the tenth century, someone else says it was at the beginning of the eleventh century. A great debate goes on about this. The wise men of our great universities go on prattling and researching the scriptures…finding proofs for this or that. Their whole lives are spent doing it. What could be more unwise than this?
If you knew when Gorakh was born, what would you do with it? If you knew it what would you gain? Or if it is proven that Gorakh never existed, what would be gained? Whether he was or he wasn’t is meaningless – have a taste of what it was that Gorakh lived.
It is surprising how meaningless the projects that the universities are occupied with are: should they be called universities or not? Their work, the research done in those universities, is all rubbish.
I was speaking somewhere and a very famous researcher, a great pundit, stood up and asked me, “Could you answer just one question of mine: Who was older, Buddha or Mahavira? They were contemporaries…. I have been doing research on this for thirty years.”
I looked at him with a feeling of pity. I said, “Your thirty years are spent. Of what significance would it be if Buddha was older or younger?”