Question: Sir, what is freedom of a person?
Speaker: I do not know whether to laugh or lament.
The sun is asking- “What is brightness?” The flower is asking- “What is odor, what is fragrance?” A free being is asking- “What is freedom?” Flying birds are asking- “What is flight?” Ice is asking- “What is coldness?”
You are that, you are free. What do you mean by, “What is freedom?” You are freedom.
But then again, I understand the question. You are freedom, but you do not know that. So, it’s a very strange situation.
I am beautiful, I am wonderful, I have everything but without knowing.
It’s like me asking you where is the mic? And I keep asking you and looking at you and I may as well ask everybody outside this room and I may shout out from the window asking everybody, ‘where is the mic?’. Till the time, I keep asking others and keep looking at others to look for the mic, I will never find out that the mic is here.
