Kabirdas (1440 - 1518)             A Short Biography
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                         A gadfly to the unthinking orthodox among Hindus and Muslims, Kabir was a darling of the truly
                         devout of both the communities who, on his passing away, claimed his body which was
                         miraculously turned into flowers with each party claiming a portion.

                         A Hindu child brought up by a Muslim weaver Niru and his wife Nima, Kabir sought to break the
                         barriers between Hinduism and Islam by going into the heart of religion. He was more than
                         convinced that when it comes to any scripture, "the letter killeth" and that the so-called pandits and
                         Maulavis who miss the "spirit" unwittingly turn themselves into hate merchants.

                         Even as Socrates in his times tried to expose the ignorance of the sophists and earned their wrath,
                         Kabir who lived from 1440 to 1518 AD exposed the follies of the divines who swore by text
                         books and survived many attempts on his life.

                         In his time, Arabic and Sanskrit were the chief languages of religion and the masses knew little of
                         them. Kabir's dictum was: `Few men are qualified to become scholars but all are required to be
                         good. Hence association with the good, Satsang, is a positive way of forging good character than
                         learning by heart scriptural passages without having any idea of their real import.'

                         Kabir's spiritual urge manifested itself even when he was a boy and it was by using a stratagem that
                         he managed to get initiated in "Rama" mantra by the great saint Ramananda who eventually
                         declared him as the dearest of his disciples.

                         It is said that Kabir, in the pre-dawn hours, stretched himself on the steps of a bathing ghat in
                         Ganga where Ramananda had his bath every day. On realising that he had unwittingly stepped on
                         the body of someone, Ramananda uttered "Rama, Rama," which became for Kabir the sacred
                         mantra.

                         Ramananda was taken to task for initiating Kabir by both orthodox Muslims and Hindus but when
                         Ramananda understood Kabir's depth of sincerity he embraced him and prophesied that he would
                         make a mark in his life.

                         From then on it was a triumphant spiritual ascent for Kabir who ranks high among the religious
                         reformers India has ever produced. In his own time, Guru Nanank, Dadu and several other spiritual
                         leaders acknowledged Kabir's greatness and in later times, Rabindranath Tagore is among the
                         literary giants who have sought to spread Kabir's message.

                         There are well-known Kabir Panthis with followers from among Hindus and Muslims.

                         The details of Kabir's life are mixed with legends - some say he married one Loi and brought up
                         two adopted children Kamal and Kamali, that Emperor Sikandar Lodi, angered by Kabir's refusal
                         to salute him tried to get him killed by drowning, burning and other means of torture before finally
                         acknowledging Kabir's greatness.

                         One thing is certain. Kabir's precious teachings are a legacy of the nation and will continue to
                         inspire those who seek the kernel of religion and not the husk. Kabir is said to have given up his
                         body at Maghar in Gorakhpur District at the ripe old age of 78.

                         Kabir says: To associate with a Sadhu is like sitting near a seller of perfumes; though he does not
                         sell you anything, you still enjoy the perfume.

                         No act of devotion can equal truth; no crime is so heinous as falsehood; in the heart where truth
                         abides there is God's abode.

                         (Source: Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan)