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Mere śabdukha bhanjan datā Śrī Pūjya Dīpaharī Sarkār. Let us first chant, then we will translate. Do not forget. Mere śabdukha bhanjan datā Śrī Pūjya Dīpaharī Sarkār. "Mere" means my. "Sabdukha" means all troubles, all pain, all suffering—physically, emotionally, intellectually, socially—in every aspect where you suffer and are in pain. "Bhanjan" means to remove, to liberate me, to free me. "Śrī Pūjya" means the merciful, worshipful Lord. "Dīpaharī": "Dīpa" is light, "Hari" is Viṣṇu. "Sarkār" means the king, the government, the divine cosmic government. He is the king of universal spiritual light, the source of our spiritual light, our prāṇādhāra. Mere sab dukh bhanjan datār, Śrī Pūjya Dīpaharī Sarkār. So, repeat after me. First me, then you. Mere sab dukh bhanjan datār. "Dātār" means the giver, the one who gives everything. God bless you. Dear brothers and sisters, this is a divine occasion, and we are fortunate ones to be here together. It is beautiful, beautiful. This is called the happiness of life, the well-being of life, the wellness of life: when you can have many friends. "Friend" is a beautiful word. In our Hindi language, we call it dosti. You call it friendship, and we call it dosti. Dosti means: "do" means two, and "satī" means the truthful one. It is when one's own self is going on the path of truth and reality and takes another one also on that divine path. A friend is never selfish. Your friend is always thinking of you. In dosti, if one can cross the ocean and the other cannot swim, then the one who can swim or row the boat will take you. That is a friend. There are selfish friends too, and that is not good. So, I have one story for you. Do you like to have a story? You want to listen to the story? That is something. Do you know what "story" means? "Story" is where you store the wisdom from the past, and you utilize it again. You tell it; that is why stories are what you stored in your memory, which you pass to your next fellows, your friends and listeners. The ancient way of teaching is, in part, through stories. The best thing which remains in your memory is that which is in the form of a story. When you were very small, your grandmother told you some stories. Till now you remember them, but what you learned in school you have forgotten. For all our young students, here is beautiful advice: the subject which you cannot remember and have a problem with for the examination—convert that subject into a story. Convert the subject into a story. If it is mathematics, then give the names: Mr. M so-and-so, Mrs. M so-and-so. And M and M were playing a game. The aim of that game was to know, "Who am I?" Who am I? So, Mr. and Mrs. M were playing the game. There was only "me" to know who I am, and now you put them in position anyhow through the stories. That story, to be more vivid in our memory, is what remains more in our brain. Then they designed the second form of the story, and that was playing theater, actors acting to explain that story. Many times, such actors in films play the story, and they are sad, and they are crying, and tears are coming. I am surprised how quickly they get the tears. They are very happy, and then suddenly tears are flowing. I spoke with one actor: "How do you manage that? Quickly tears come." She said, "It is a very secret." I said, "Please, can you tell me?" She said, "They are cutting onions under my chair, or they put a little bit of what you call eucalyptus Tiger Balm, you know." And when a little Tiger Balm comes here, you are like a seed and growing, and then you let your muscles hang. Actually, acting is the second form of learning and preserving. The third is poetry. Poetry is the best way to preserve your wisdom. And then the last is to write it down. Writing, everyone can change, but poetry—like the Bhagavad-gītā in Sanskrit—what is written is perfect in every aspect: as poetry, as language, everything, grammar, and so on. That person who learns more stories... And after that story, you have to give an explanation. Then your story has a taste. Every eating is good eating. Every vegetable is a good vegetable, but you have to add some spices. Then it is tasteful. It is very fresh and good, but when you can add some spices, oh, that was a Czech vegetable. And you can find the difference between an Indian kitchen and a Czech kitchen. I will close my eyes and close my nose. One spoon Czech and one spoon Indian. I can tell you which is Indian food. Different. But the Indian potatoes and Czech potatoes—potato is potato. So every story must have some explanation. And you should know when and where to hang this story. This is your wisdom. "Story" means stored; the wisdom is stored in the form of a tail, and that tail means a long tail, you know. And as long a tail as you have, that is how much wisdom you have. And our tail is a very long coil in the form of the Kuṇḍalinī. Do you believe? Yes. Have you had dinner or not? Very good. But now there is one problem. Can you guess? I forgot what story I should tell. There is no story to remember the story, and such a history is not valid. But Mahāprabhujī has a big bamboo stick in his hand, and when he makes like this, then again it awakens friendship. Okay, but how can a friend act and be a good friend? We all love our friends. As I told you this afternoon, each entity, every creature, is longing for love. Do not misunderstand love as sexuality. No. That is the last of the last, what makes you happy. Love is that belonging; that is why it is called "beloved." That you can love someone and who can love you—it is not that someone loves you. You are not searching for that. You are not selfish. No. You are searching, or we are searching, for one object where we can pour our love onto it, where we can give our love. Maybe our dog or a cat, our house, our trees, our furniture, our car, father, mother, brother, sister, friends, husband, wife, children. We have so much love we would like to give. When your love is accepted, then you are so happy. You feel released because there is so much overflowing, and when it is there, it is something which catches that; then you are happy that it was not only in the air, and you made someone happy. We need someone whom we can give our love. We need someone who will accept our love. And when it is refused, then it is for you like a death. No one should refuse. When someone refuses your love, then you are confused because that refusal brought you to the confusion. It was your mistake that you thought this person or that thing is what I can love, but now it is refused. I do not know what to do. Confused love, warmness, kindness, feeling with pity, mercy—in every situation, it supports you, gives you a hand. You know, all Christians who married according to Christianity in the church, or I do not know where more, and you, you gave your word: in happy and unhappy, all situations, I will stand near you. What belongs all is mine is yours. And on the other side also said, "Yes, I give my word that in every situation I will be with you. I will be yours." And after some time, you find a piece of paper: "Better we divorce." Where have the words gone? Where is the answer to your promise? You are a human. You are not that bird that just flew away. Bye-bye. No, that is a friend. A friend will never, ever forget you. A friend will love you. A friend will write you a letter. A friend will give you greetings for birthdays, Christmas, New Year, Diwali, Raksha Bandhan, and holy Guru Pūrṇimā. And the one who loves you will phone you, send you SMS, emails. And the one whom you do not love, you say, "Oh God, again she sent me an SMS," you see? Refusing. You will die for your friend, and you will wait for the friend lives and lives and lives. How many lives? That is it. Wait, waiting and waiting. There is another beautiful story also, but that is a little bit too long. I will tell you that story in the next session, perhaps, what "waiting" means. And so the real friendship goes many, many lives together. Husband and wife is nothing but friendship. Husband and wife is a friendship. And when you are waiting for someone, still not here, but you have a certain imagination of who could be my best friend, for whom I am waiting so many years. Your heart is singing, like our holy saint Paramaṃsa Yogānanda jī said in one song: "And that door of my heart open wide I keep for, my open wide I keep for. Will thou come, will thou come, just for once come to me?" The door of my heart, open completely. Do not close. Do not be angry. Because at the time when you close, maybe he was there and he said, "Closed, I go away." Do not close the door of your heart. Let it be open just once. Come, my Lord. This "once" means this life. Next life, we will discuss after. Night and day, night and day, I look for the night and day, night and day... So, when you go home from your work, and you know that your parents are waiting for you, or your wife or your husband is waiting for you, your children are waiting for you, or your dog is waiting for you, you know, your heart is pulling you towards your house. And when you go home and there is no one to say hello to you, you open the door, the kitchen is, everything is still dirty, dishes, your bed is like this, you throw your shoes in this corner, you throw your jacket, you go to the bathroom, and you decide to go back to the restaurant and eat. What a life! That is not a life. You need a friend. You need that kind of friend who is always there for you. What can be better than a dog? And when you go from work, you go passing by some shops, and you bring something for your dog or for your cat, your horse, your cows, your buffaloes, and, of course, your husband too, and children. Friend. So in the holy Rāmāyaṇa, great saint Tulsīdāsjī said very nicely about friend and friendship. Dhīraj means your passion. Dhīraj means your, what do you say? That you have the endurance to wait for something. Wait, do not be nervous, do not be angry, do not be sad. Do not give judgment immediately, wait. Your temperament, dhīras, wait. It is not easy to wait. It is not easy. You are a perfect one; you can wait for everything. But sometimes, at that time, you cannot wait. Someone is getting out of the car, and some other one is getting in the car, and you are waiting behind with your car. Half a minute, one minute, two minutes, then you are blowing the horn. You see, that is it. You did not wait, and then trying to overtake, and you oversee next side, accident happened. You know how long you have to wait now, till police comes or ambulance comes? Why did it happen? Because you could not wait, dhīraj. Dharma, your dharma, your religion, your duty, your principles, your those principles and your duties, what you do, right? All this should help you. Dharma, dhīraj, mitra is the friend. The friend should help dharma. Dhīraj mitra or nārī, he said about wife. But I will say now, the man also, okay, the heart of your wife or friendship of your wife, you can only judge in the most critical time, if she still has love for you or not. So I would say, not a wife, but a partner, your husband. Does he understand you? Does he have tolerance for you? Can he forgive you? Can he tell you, "My dear, does not matter, it can happen to anyone"? Or your husband will throw the beer bottle at you and kick the glass window, and then call for emergency help when... The very critical time of life comes, then we need this form. And in this critical time, when the four does not help us, then all is surface. That is not a friendship. So we need not a person, but when we talk about love, immediately we go to the Svādhiṣṭhāna Cakra. That is not what this means. We misuse the word love. So love is that which has understanding. How beautiful when you come home, someone is waiting for you and asks you, "How are you? How was the day? You look very tired. Please sit down. I have nice fresh fruit juice for you, or do you want to have coffee?" No, I want a Darjeeling Indian tea? Okay, that is why the Indian economy is going up. Oh, come, sit down. Take your dress out and go and take a shower and relax. But I love that. That is a love, and not saying, "Why did you come so late? I told you, please buy me bread," and you forgotten where you have been the whole day? You are smelling terrible. Go again, please go in the bathroom and wash yourself. There are situations like this at home. Or you come at home and say, "Hello, good evening. Yeah, how are you? Okay, you go to the..." kitchen, and he or she goes to the living room. And when you go to the living room, see, he goes to the sleeping room, and we go to a separate sleeping room, go to the other kitchen. You know, it is like a very nice game. That is not a friendship. When the four meets together, then thirty-two flowers blossoming. Four meets together, thirty-two flowers blossoming. And others said, "No, when two meets together, then thirty-two flowers." What means this? When the two hearts meet, then a smile comes. Normally, we should have thirty-two teeth. When two meet, the thirty-two open. The teeth smile, that is a love, that is a friendship, my dear. Otherwise, take your book and read, and sit in your home. Be thyself. How? Yā mamra dosti, yā mamra. I am happy that I have no burden at home, no burden. And if you do not want any burden, then go to the garden. There will be a beautiful garden. Or come to this Trilokī. It will be beautiful here. That is it. Friendship. Wait for the friend. Even you can put your hand in the fire for your friend, that is it. Is it so? The story is like this. Now, there were two best friends, inseparable. How inseparable? But one was very selfish. One was very selfish. One was big, and the other was small, so it does not matter if it is very big or small, love is love. Friend is a friend. So the big one was a camel, and the small one was a fox. Good. And in animals, the fox is very tricky. In the bird kingdom, it is the crow. And in humans, it is the barber. Any kind of message you want to know, go to the barber. So one day, the camel and the fox found a corn field, a very nice corn field. So they decided to go in the night and eat the corn, because in the daytime the farmer was sitting there and guarding his field. Around 11 o'clock in the night, they went to eat the corn, but there was a big fence wall. The fox could not go in, so the fox said to the camel, "Can I sit on your back?" He said, "Of course, you are my friend. Come on, sit on my back." And the camel had long legs, so he went over the fence. The fox ate only one or two corn, the mice quickly, and camel needs 10 kilos or 15 kilos. And when the stomach was full from the fox, fox said to the camel, "Hey, my friend Camel, Waltz." He said, "Yes, what is the problem? Do not make noise. The farmer will come and he will beat us." The fox said, "You know, that is what I want to tell you." He said, "What? I have such a feeling." "What kind of feeling?" "I must scream. I must make a noise." Camel said, "Wait, please, till I finish eating, and then you can do anything, and we can run away." He said, "My friend, you do not know what a feeling is." And he begins to say something. What do you say to the fox when he is yowling? And the farmer took a long bamboo. And the fox jumped over the wall and ran away. But the poor camel, and the farmer was beating the buttocks of the camel. Hungry, tired, beaten, the camel ran away. After one kilometer, the fox came and said, "I am sorry, friend. I am sorry. Is it painful?" The camel said, "Do not talk to me." Next day we will go to the other field. So they went to another farmer's field. The camel told him, "If you promise, then I will take you with me, otherwise not." "I promise you, I will not do these things again." They went into the middle of the field, and the camel began to eat, and the fox ate only one and a half, and he said, "My friend, I have such a feeling." He said, "What, again?" "Yes, I must scream." Camel said, "Wait for half an hour." He said, "That is a problem, Camel. You do not know feelings. When feelings are there, you must do immediately, otherwise feeling is gone." Again, he begins to yowl, and another two farmers came with a long bamboo, and poor camel's ribs were nearly broken. His buttocks were swollen, and he ran away. Again, the fox came and said, "I am sorry." The camel said, "I cannot make even the salad from your... sorry. You just say sorry, but I have to suffer. I have the pain that tomorrow we will do differently." So the camel said, "Okay." They went to another farmer, and there was a river between them. The camel and the fox crossed the river. The fox was sitting on the back of the camel and went to the cornfield. After again, the fox begins to make noise after little eating, and a farmer came. Four together, can you imagine? Camel said, "I told you, otherwise you do like this. You wait, do not eat. I will eat when I am full with my stomach, then I will wait for you. You eat," he said. "You are selfish. You are eating, and I am looking. That is not nice of you." Then he said, "Okay, then do not eat so quickly. Eat slowly, slowly. I am not such a beggar that eats only like this." Looking to you, and you know feelings when something in your mouth and you are hungry goes down, you do not know the feelings, and when the feelings, you must do it again. Camel got the bamboos on his buttocks and the ribs. And ran away. The camel could not run properly because three times here it was going like this, and now they had to cross the river. And the fox said, "I am sorry, friend, can I sit on your back?" He said, "Yes, you can sit." And now the camel came on the middle of the river, where it was two meters of water, the camel said, "Hello fox, folks." He said, "What? I understand the feelings now. I understand the feelings." He said, "What? Yeah, you always said that you have feelings. Yes, yes..." "The feelings are intensive," he said. "Yes, and it must be done immediately." He said, "Yes, immediately." Camel said, "I have so intensive feeling now." And he said, "What?" Camel said, "I want to swim and dive in the water." Fox said, "That is not nice. It is cold water, and I cannot swim." He said, "I understand you very well, but my dear, it is a feeling. I do not know how to master the feeling." Fox said, "But you are a big one. You can control." He said, "Yes, you. I know I was controlling for three days, three days I was controlling, but now I am so big, feeling so big." And he dived in the water, and the fox was going swimming. "Help, help, camel friend, help." He said, "I will help, let me swim a little bit." And he went under the water, and a camel walked out of the river. And the fox was trying to swim, but the current in the river was so quick, and the fox was going far. "Save my life, please," the camel said. "I still have feelings. When the feelings come down, then I will save you." Anyhow, the camel ran along the bank of the river and came near him and took him out with his mouth, like this, up. "Do you want to swim, or have you feelings? No, friend, I promise you." Well, the camel took him out. After a few days, they want to go again for eating the mice, corn. And the camel said, "Will you go with?" He said, "Yes. Will you have good feelings?" He said, "I promise you." And so the camel was eating, and the fox was so brave, slowly eating and sitting and jumping. Did not make any noise. When it was finished, the camel said, "Hello, fox, everything okay?" He said, "Yes. How are the feelings?" He said, "It is perfect." Then, come sit on my back. And we walked out of the fence about 300 meters. And then the camel said, "Now you can sing whatever you like to sing." And so is the friend. The friend who understands you and the friend who stands beside you. The friend who is with you for lifelong, that is love. Otherwise, whatever you get is a burden. And you have enough burden in your life. Therefore, God is our best friend, and wisdom is our best friend. If it comes, let it come, and if it goes, let it go. Be thyself and love yourself. Love your ātmā, realize your ātmā, and meditate. When you are meditating, do not meditate on something. Who can come, or whom should I telephone? Who looks? How is this not a meditation? Meditation is that you are one with yourself. So happy are they who do not depend on anyone. You should be like a flower standing; the butterflies and bees, they will come to you. You need not go anywhere. You are that light, the flame. All moths will come by themselves to the light. The light does not go and give an invitation, "Come to me." All will come. Be the light. Be that flower, be that honey flower, so that bees and the butterflies and all others can come, and even the humans, they will look to you and say, "Oh, beautiful flower." And that is why it is said, "Oh God, beautiful. Oh God, beautiful in the mountains, in the ocean, in the forest, and in the desert. Oh God, beautiful. Oh God, beautiful in the rivers and in the lakes, in the birds and in animals. Oh God, beautiful. Oh God, beautiful." So God is beautiful, and that God will never refuse your love. That is it. So whatever you will do, it has an end, but your prayers and your wisdom will not have an end to get that realization. So, friend, it will come suddenly. Someone will come, and you will be surprised. You will be surprised. You need not speak a word; it goes itself. The magnet is there, but iron is not there. You bring the gold near the magnet and tell the magnet, "It is gold." The magnet said, "I do not need gold. I need iron." So it does not matter who is who and how rich one is. Do you want to marry his money or her money, or do you want to marry that person? That is it. Many girls, they are attracted when one man comes with a new car or a bit expensive car, and this and, "My god, five, six credit cards," and this and this. Then, "Hello, how are you?" He said, "Yes, how are you?" Then she thinks... Oh, very strict man, that is right for me. So sorry, ladies, but many ladies would like to have a man who is strict, but you? Not okay. Have a man like butter, any time can melt, that is it. So friendship does not matter. I am not talking only about husband and wife. It can be any kind of friend. Your tree is your friend, your flower is your friend. When you come home, what do you do first? You go to your flowers, your plants in your rooms, and you give them water and look after them, and you open the windows, you know. You love them, and when the one blossom comes, then you are so happy. "Oh, today's nice blossom coming, my flower." You are talking to the flowers, and they are talking with you also, so friendship never breaks. Your friendship, and therefore it is said in one beautiful story, again, still, by the friendship, I cannot break my friendship. A piece of wood I can break, but love I cannot break. This story I will tell you tomorrow. Store it in your mind and remind me. Remind my mind to tell you this: what you store, the story tomorrow, okay? Whenever you are scared, pray. When you cannot see it anyway, then you should pray. So God will guide you. Now, after one bhajan, we will have prayer. And after prayer, Hari Om and the rest. So, all devotees and bhaktas around the world, I wish you very well. Good night, good evening, or when you are on another continent, good morning, Aaryo. Anytime you feel unhappy, anytime you feel lonely, anytime you feel pain, anytime you have any problems, just sing this mantra: "Mere Śabduk Bhanjanand Ātar, Śrī Pūjā Dīpa Harī Sarkār." You will see it is functioning like a miracle. Hari Om.