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Lekhā means records—your karmic records. Our karmic record is written. Our karmic records are written. According to Vedānta, when you are born, Vedānta is writing everything. It writes what you will get in this life, what will happen to you. No one can delete the writing of Vidhatā. And Vidhatā comes at the time of birth. If you are born even in a beggar’s family, and if Vidhatā writes that you will become a king, in five years he will be. But you cannot influence the Vidhatā. There is one story. You know, there was a mighty king of Sri Lanka, Rāvaṇa. He was a very learned one, very wise, but he had two weaknesses: ego and desires, passion. That developed in him the qualities of the devils. Otherwise, Rāvaṇa was a great learned person. He had many, many siddhis. At that time, Rāvaṇa offered his own head ten times to Brahmā. He took the sword in his hand, and he cut his head and gave it to Brahmā. Brahmā gave him a new head. Ten times. Then Brahmā gave him the nectar of immortality in his navel, the Maṇipūra Chakra. His death would only occur when somebody hit his Maṇipūra Chakra with an arrow. Otherwise, any limb of his body you cut would immediately grow anew. So, Rāvaṇa is known as Daśaśīrṣa, ten-headed Rāvaṇa, and he had so much physical strength that he could hold ten elephants at once. The ten elephants were not able to move. For us, it’s even very hard to keep our dog when we are walking. And all the nine planets—Rāvaṇa said, "I will just kiss you into powder. Always stay in my favor." So all the nine planets were standing like his bodyguards. That was the glory of Rāvaṇa. When he heard about Rāma, Rāvaṇa was laughing, smiling. "These kids, are they cleaners? Running in the forest without shoes and so on? In front of me, they are not even like mosquitoes." That was Rāvaṇa’s ego. One day Rāvaṇa was sitting in his palace in the evening, about 8:30, 9 o’clock. Some lady was going into his palace. No one could see her because she was in astral form, but Rāvaṇa could see through his siddhi. He said, "Stop, stop! Who are you, going into my palace without my permission? I will just burn you." She said, "Sir, Sir, Your Highness..." "Destiny! What the hell are you doing here? Where are you going?" She said, "Just now, in a few minutes, seconds, you will get the birth of a daughter. And I have to write her future." He said, "Oh, write good. And before leaving the palace, tell me what you wrote. Otherwise, in the entire Tribhuvana you can’t hide anywhere. I will just kill you like a mosquito. Brahmā, Viṣṇu, Śiva—no one has the power to protect you. Nī Brahmā, nī Viṣṇu, nī Śiva, ti ne mogu pomoći." (Not Brahmā, not Viṣṇu, not Śiva—they cannot help you.) Tribhuvana means all the three worlds. So great was his ego. She said, "Yes, sir, before going I will tell you. But one thing I cannot promise you, though I can give you permission: when I am writing, it is not I who is writing. It is the karma, the destiny of that newly born soul. According to that, my pencil will move. I cannot influence my pen. Just like a great artist painter cannot influence his pen; he has the intuition and he is just writing or painting." "Anyhow, go. And when you come back, tell me what you wrote. Otherwise, I will paralyze all of you. I will paralyze all the creatures." She said, "How will that happen, sir? I will cut off your hands. No more pencil will move." Vidhatā was thinking, "Oh God, what is written in my destiny? Why did you send me here? God, what is written in my destiny? Why do I have to be here? Perhaps today was my bad day." Well, she went. It took her a few seconds, minutes. That’s called lekhā. Lekhā means writing; lekhā means article writing. And Lekhā means your destiny. So she wrote everything and put it in her backpack—the back bag of a newly born child. Everyone, you have a back bag. You cannot open it; it’s difficult to know. You can try; it’s impossible. Anyhow, she came back. Rāvaṇa was sitting. "What did you write?" "Sir, everything is most beautiful. Very nice. Being your daughter, she will have the beauty of the entire universe, the best qualities. She will be the most lucky person to be your daughter." Rāvaṇa said, "Yes, that I know everything." "Yes, sir, but..." "What is that 'but'? But is it that she will have one husband who will have some physical defect?" "How? What kind of defect? First, his both eyes will not coordinate; they will go like this. Second, his legs will be like X-legs. And third, his back will have more waves. And out of both eyes, only one will be visible; the other will be blind. So when he wants to see you, sir, he has to look far back. He has to turn around here to see." "Aha. I see. And where will he be born?" "He is already born." "Yes, sir. And that child will be the child of a sweeper." "My daughter? Marrying a sweeper? Tell me, where is he?" She had to tell. "Now you go. You will remember your whole life that Rāvaṇa can change even your writing." She said, "Thank you, sir." She went out. "Thank you, ma’am, for everything. Thank you." Well, Rāvaṇa ordered his soldiers: "Find that child, cut him into many, many pieces, and throw him in the ocean for the fish. No bamboo, no flute, no trace." So they went to the sweeper’s house at nine or ten o’clock at night and took the child away. Who can fight against dictators? But the soldiers who took the child felt a great pain in their heart. They had compassion. Such a few-days-old boy, a nice child—it doesn’t matter, his body is crippled, but not his soul. But what to do? So they made a wooden box—a nice wooden box—and inside, nice pillows and a bed. They hung a milk bottle in such a way that the child couldn’t take his mouth away and could drink all the way. And at two o’clock in the night, they went far into the ocean with a boat, threw the wooden box inside, and said, "Now your karma should know." They came back to Rāvaṇa. And Rāvaṇa said, "Finished?" "Yes. We went with the boat, drifting very far, about 100–200 kilometers deep, so that not even one piece can come back. We went 100–200 kilometers deep into the ocean, and not a single piece can come back. He was thrown into the ocean a hundred kilometers away from the shore, and not a single piece can reach the shore... completely finished him from this island. Not even the fish will have him in their stomach." Rāvaṇa said, "From now on, you get promotion, high position." One of them said, "Yes, sir, because we did good karma." "Yes, in my favor." "So, yes, sir, that’s why you are happy, and time will show you." Meanwhile, a king and queen, who had a nice big boat, were sailing in the ocean. They saw some box swimming, coming, floating. The king said, "Oh, I see there is some beautiful wooden box." Looking from far away with his monocle. They had no children, no successor. They were rowing toward that direction. They took the box and opened it, and there was a beautiful baby inside, crying. He was already hungry, and the queen was so happy. She took him to her chest, and they adopted him as their own child. That’s that, Gurudeva Yamarāja Sudāve, you know. That’s standing. I told you one day: a child of a beggar can become a king. I told them that a child from a lowly place was going to become a king. They were beautiful, and they went home, announced, and celebrated. Now he became a prince. They were happy; they went home, they celebrated, and he became a prince. He grew day by day, and the girl was growing also day by day. Now the girl was about 25 years old—22 years, 25 years. And Rāvaṇa said, "Now it’s time to look for a husband for my daughter. Now it’s time to find the best husband for my daughter." He sent the Brahmins, the Paṇḍits, to search. Whatever they brought, Rāvaṇa didn’t like. They were tired of it. One day they found that boy, because Rāvaṇa had said, "There should be some king who is more rich than me." They were so desperate, so angry with him. They told Rāvaṇa, "We found the most beautiful prince." He said, "Rāvaṇa, I want to see him." "We told him that we want to see him, but the Prince said, 'I am not a demonstrative article. If Rāvaṇa doesn’t give his daughter, I reject; I don’t like her.' Oh, it seems something." "And how are his father and kingdom?" "Of course, sir, you are the best in the whole universe. Of course, sir, you are the greatest in the whole universe. No one can be better than you. Yes, yes, yes. Therefore, we did our best." "Okay, engagement. Announce the wedding. The best constellation, all are here. Jupiter, very good. Everything is best. You decide, and we will do our best to win your people. You decide, and we will do our best to win your favor." So they arranged the marriage. The party came, and the bride came. What do you call the bride? The groom. They gave a beautiful house for them to stay. One hour before the marriage, they gave Rāvaṇa so much alcohol—they put something inside—so he was drunk and looking at everything double. So when he saw the boy, Rāvaṇa had to look three, four times like this. They said, "Don’t worry, sir, he’s perfect, okay. Much better than you see." He said, "Go ahead, marry him." So there was a wedding ceremony, an eight-hour ceremony. The next day, at 10 o’clock in the morning, Rāvaṇa was sitting on his chair, laughing and smiling. That was also one of his weaknesses. His ego was laughing. And he said, "Destiny, Vidhatā, come here." And she came. "Yes, sir." "What is with your writing? I, Rāvaṇa, have changed even your writing. I told you." She said, "Excuse me, sir. Did you check?" "What do you mean, 'check'? I saw personally; he was beautiful. Did you see his face? Whenever I looked at him, he was looking like this, and I didn’t force him to look at me. They introduced me, and he turned and said, 'Sir, yesterday you were drunken, and there was some juice of some herbs.' It created in you the effect of hallucination. But peacefully, go and look now. Or let him come here." He said, "Now he’s my son-in-law. I can’t order him to come. It’s the first day. I must respect him. I will go to see." Then the boy was sitting there. When he saw that his father-in-law was coming, he stood up. "Let’s begin from the pose. See how the legs are going. Now see the construction of the back. And look at the face: he is looking at you, but the head is on the back side. That is your son-in-law." "How is it possible?" "Everything is possible." Then they asked the king, "When did you give birth to the child?" "We didn’t give birth to the child; we found him." Then he said, "My God! Kill him! Kill him!" His daughter said, "Father, no, no... then I will be widowed. You can’t do this sin." He said, "Yes, I accept it. I can change everything. I can change everything, but not my fate, not my destiny." So destiny is such that no one can change it except Gurudeva. If you follow the advice of the wise, then you can avoid your problems. And therefore Guru Vākya is very important. This is why Guru Vākya is very important. Abbe, Abbe,... Jarl, Guru, Abbe. Be allowed, be allowed, be allowed to be allowed by your Guru.