Once Akbar asked Birbal, “Where does God live? Where does God look at? What does God do?”
Birbal brought at bowl of milk and asked Akbar, “Is there ghee in the milk or not?”
“There is.”
“Is there fat?”
“Yes.”
“Where is it?”
“It pervades all milk in this cup.”
“So also does God pervade the whole universe.”
“Where does God look at?”
Birbal lit a lamp and said, “Look, now in which direction is this lamp radiation its light?”
“All around.”
“That’s it. God is everywhere looks everywhere.”
“What does God do?”
“If you want to attain knowledge, you have to give dakshina. You are learning Tattvajnana from me. You wont’ be able to assimilate it for free. Give some dakshina.”
“What shall I give? I will give you whatever you ask.”
“Tell the ministers that for one hour they will obey my commands. I will be you get knowledge.”
“Well, Ministers! Let Birbal’s order be carried out for one hour.”
Birbal said to the ministers. “Dethrone the king. Bring a crown for me and enthrone me.”
Akbar said, “Well, if you want knowledge, do as he says. Dethrone me.”
Akbar got down. Birbal was enthroned. Akbar asked Bribal, “Say now, what does God do?”
Birbal replied. “This is what He does. He transforms a king into a pauper and a pauper into a king. That is exactly what happens in His divine sport. Ups and downs are ever there.”
A drop of semen ejaculated by a man can either go down into a drain, or get aborted after staying in the womb for two to four months. If at all it is conceived, it may either be born as a fool, a beggar, an illiterate, a layman or even a prime minister. The same prime minister may be relegated to infernal regions after death.
A king des, his astral body enters a grain, a creature eats the grain and through the semen formed out of it, goes down a drain. Now imagine a king going into a gutter, or a sperm which would have otherwise gone down a drain becoming an emperor! There nothing surprising in this! It is the divine sport of the Lord.
Birbal brought at bowl of milk and asked Akbar, “Is there ghee in the milk or not?”
“There is.”
“Is there fat?”
“Yes.”
“Where is it?”
“It pervades all milk in this cup.”
“So also does God pervade the whole universe.”
“Where does God look at?”
Birbal lit a lamp and said, “Look, now in which direction is this lamp radiation its light?”
“All around.”
“That’s it. God is everywhere looks everywhere.”
“What does God do?”
“If you want to attain knowledge, you have to give dakshina. You are learning Tattvajnana from me. You wont’ be able to assimilate it for free. Give some dakshina.”
“What shall I give? I will give you whatever you ask.”
“Tell the ministers that for one hour they will obey my commands. I will be you get knowledge.”
“Well, Ministers! Let Birbal’s order be carried out for one hour.”
Birbal said to the ministers. “Dethrone the king. Bring a crown for me and enthrone me.”
Akbar said, “Well, if you want knowledge, do as he says. Dethrone me.”
Akbar got down. Birbal was enthroned. Akbar asked Bribal, “Say now, what does God do?”
Birbal replied. “This is what He does. He transforms a king into a pauper and a pauper into a king. That is exactly what happens in His divine sport. Ups and downs are ever there.”
A drop of semen ejaculated by a man can either go down into a drain, or get aborted after staying in the womb for two to four months. If at all it is conceived, it may either be born as a fool, a beggar, an illiterate, a layman or even a prime minister. The same prime minister may be relegated to infernal regions after death.
A king des, his astral body enters a grain, a creature eats the grain and through the semen formed out of it, goes down a drain. Now imagine a king going into a gutter, or a sperm which would have otherwise gone down a drain becoming an emperor! There nothing surprising in this! It is the divine sport of the Lord.
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