Madzhub is a term used to refer to one who appears to be a
simpleton..... but really one who is one with oneness.
One day this madzhub was moving in the city... in the middle of the
night......happily singing and shuffling to the beat of Dooo Beee Doooo.
It so happened that curfew had been declared in that city...and so no
one was allowed to move about.
A policeman caught the madzhub asked, "Who are you?"
The Madzhub stopped his singing and shuffling.
He did not know how to answer that particular question in
words........within the conventions of language.
So he did not answer.
The policeman asked, "Are you a thief?"
"Yes," replied the madzhub, because when the self is not..
... any name that is given is accepted.
Now, a so-called Guru would be very offended to be called a thief.
They took him in the police station and he was there for the whole
night, quite happy and resuming his singing and shuffling..... as happy
as he was singing and shuffling on the road.
There was no feeling of insult, no lamentation as to where the madzhub
... for even the question of acceptance or un-acceptance is not of any
relevance for an empty cup.
A title was offered and was accepted.
In the morning,... the station officer came, and he recognized the
madzhub for what he was.
He said, "I am surprised to find him here."
The policeman said, "He himself said that he was a thief."
"Did you call him a thief. "
The policeman said, "Yes."
The officer said, "I am not surprised.
That 'I' which holds everything to oneself is crushed and effaced and
That 'I' is no longer there, in him.
And therefore all names are his name, all forms are his form, and the
whole cosmos is his own being.
You cannot hold him behind any type of bars.....for there is no longer
any difference between behind and beyond for him.
Let him sing and dance in the open......so that maybe the multitude will
breathe in some of that beneficence".