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Chapter 5: The Silence Begins

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Baba then asked the mandali, "Do you feel bad about his death?"
Jamshed had been a constant visitor to the mandali and being Baba's elder brother was considered a favorite.
To their affirmative reply, Baba remarked, "All this grief is false; it is meaningless; it is hypocrisy! It is not genuine and, in fact, is selfish."
One of the mandali said, "But from the worldly point of view, everyone feels sorry when someone dies."
"But why?" asked Baba. "That is where the mistake is made. Death is false!"
Someone said, "But he was your brother ... Is he not dead?"
"He was indeed my brother, but he is not dead. On the contrary, he is at peace, resting within me. Hence, I don't feel sad at all over his death."
Another mandali asked, "But how are we worldly people to know and appreciate this fact?"
"By believing those who know the secrets of life and death." Baba replied.
Because of Jamshed's demise, Baba explained at length about death and dying:
All say that by submitting to death, my brother Jamshed has left this world, and that is quite true. But all this hustle and bustle and noise of the world is momentary, and when the show is over one has to depart. Believe me, Jamshed is not dead; his body has died. Everyone thinks he is dead, but I say he has taken birth! The joy expressed by people at the birth of a child should be expressed when a person breathes his last — instead of all the show of sorrow, grief and sympathy. This is sheer ignorance and those who understand the secret of birth and death feel sorry at this hypocritical pretense.
If you had divine sight, you would be fully convinced and see for yourself that after the dropping of the physical body, the soul, which is always immortal, is always there. And death does not make the slightest difference in this, as you believe.
Everyone is feeling that Jamshed left this world in the prime of life. But one has to go sooner or later, and no one but God knows the exact right moment. How can you say he was young? He was thousands of years old, and God knows how many [more] births he will take on this Earth! Whatever you saw before your eyes was only the gross form of Jamshed, and its absence makes you weep with sorrow for him.
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