To speak of Sant Kabir is not to speak of a distant figure from the annals of Indian mysticism. For those who can listen, he is not a poet from the past, but an eternal flame within — one that neither flickers nor flatters, but only illuminates. This Kabir Jayanti, let’s not just light lamps — let’s light what lies within. Reciting his verses is easy. Living their truth is not. But that is the only true tribute — to allow his voice to reveal all that is false and borrowed.
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Originally published in the The Sunday Guardian on 14 jun '25.
Flame of fearless wisdom: Kabir’s voice echoes through time, calling seekers to authenticity and courage.
Every era produces a few who seem not to belong to it. For their contemporaries, their being and expression seems overly bold, too inconvenient, too unsettling. Still, their words transcend centuries, like a wildfire that refuses to be put out. One such phenomenon was Sant Kabir. As Kabir Jayanti approaches on June 11, let us hear this roar of wisdom echo once again—deep, raw, and fearless. To speak of Sant Kabir is not to speak of a distant figure from the annals of Indian mysticism.
For those who can listen, he is not a poet from the past, but an eternal flame within — one that neither flickers nor flatters, but only illuminates. He is not merely a figure of medieval history; he is the unwavering fire that continues to speak to us. And to those who seek the truth, he is the most intimate companion. For those who have dared to look within, he is the voice that doesn’t quiver, the mirror that does not lie.
