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Saint Kabir

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Friday Fictioneers– Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff.

( My story is actually not fiction story but i take this prompt as an opportunity to write about my mother and my favorite poet.)

PHOTO PROMPT © Shaktiki Sharma

PHOTO PROMPT © Shaktiki Sharma Thanks Shaktiki for this prompt, it reminded me of my childhood.


Mother used to tell me stories of saints  while grinding spices and grains in the afternoon. My favorite was Saint Kabir’s.

She will sing his couplets and will explain its meaning.

She told me how Kabir was threatened by both Muslims and Hindus for criticizing them for their wrong interpretation of their religion.

She told me how that after his death Hindus and Muslims both went to claim his body but found nothing except some flowers instead of his body.

She explained that it is symbolic. Saints are above religion and caste. They are like flowers whose fragrance we should appreciate.




There are numerous couplets/words of wisdom by Kabir, I remember two couplets prominently-


Pahan pooje hari mile, to mein poojo pahar

Taate ye chaki bhali peece khaye sansar.

(If one can meet God by worshiping stone then I’ll worship mountain. Grinding stone is better than that, at least world can grind grains and eat.)

Kankar, pathar jod ke Maszid layi chunay

Ta chade mulla bang de, kya bahara hua khuday

( With stones they build Maszid and shout his name from the roof top as if God has become deaf.)


If God be within the mosque, then to whom does this world belong?
If Ram be within the image which you find upon your pilgrimage,
then who is there to know what happens without?
Hari is in the East, Allah is in the West.
Look within your heart, for there you will find both Karim and Ram;
All the men and women of the world are His living forms.
Kabir is the child of Allah and of Ram: He is my Guru, He is my Pir.

~ Kabir Translated by Rabindranath Tagore.


About Indira

I knew all along that life is about, love, compassion, compatibility and friendship, but now I have discovered that life is also about sharing thought, encouraging others and getting encouraged. So here I am with my blogs about life, friendship, love, and whatever life has taught me.

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  1. oooh. thank you for sharing this lovely story of you and your mom! ❤

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  2. Wonderful little insight into your life and your relationship with your mum. And she seems a lovely wise woman. Excellent.

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  3. Dear Indira,

    Beautiful words. Thank you for sharing them and for sharing you mother with us.



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  4. very good and valuable message 🙂

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  5. A very wise man and I’m glad you told us about him. Thank you.

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  6. Great take. Kabir was a master of esoteric. I am reminded of his other couplet on grind mill (chakki) ……
    “Chalti chaki dekh ke diya Kabira roi,
    Doi patan ke beech mein sabut bacha na koy.”
    Eng~ Kabir wept on seeing a grind mill in operation, as none could escape between the two grind stones.
    His son Kamal interpreted it quite differently –
    “Chalti chaki dekh ke diya Kamal thathaya,
    Juda raha jo keel se, baal na banka hoy.”
    Eng ~ Kamal laughed on seeing the grind mill at work, as only the grain near the axis may escaped unscathed”.
    Loved your post.

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  7. I loved Kabir’s dohas as a kid. 🙂
    “Hindu kahat hain ram humara, musalmaan rehmaana
    Aapas mein douu ladey marat hain, maram kou nahin jaana
    Sadhu dekho jag bauraana.”

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  8. Awesome post 🙂

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  9. fantastic post Indira.


  10. A lovely story, Indira. I learned something from this. Not all my stories are fiction either. Good writing. Tagore’s poetry is beautiful. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  11. Beautiful thoughts expressed succinctly; perfection in miniature.

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