The Oscillator

Dhormer majhe manush, manush noy dhormer majhe

This single lineshakes the foundation of how we identify, divide, classify, and judge ourselves.
Tonight’s episode is a long contemplative journey through this thought—a journey of identity, consciousness, humanity, and the invisible truth that lies beyond all labels.
 

This worldly house is not ours

Dear listeners…Tonight, we take a long inward journey—A journey through the mystery of existence,through the illusion of worldly life,through the fragile nature of human attachment,and through the vast unknownthat Lalon Fakir called the real home of the soul.

Kon matir manush re tui?” “What clay are you made of

If you could ask a human being just one question—one question that dissolves pride, breaks illusion, pierces identity, and reveals the secret nature of the soul—what would that question be?
For the Baul Emperor, Fakir Lalon Shah, the question was simple yet devastating:

The Body as My House

But what does it mean to call the body a house?  Is it a shelter, a prison, a temple, or a fleeting inn for the traveler called the soul?  Let us walk together through Lalon’s vision, where philosophy meets song, and song becomes meditation.

My monkey dances

On the surface, it may sound playful, even humorous. “A monkey dancing in my head.”
But beneath the humor lies a profound truth: the restless mind, the chaos of thoughts, the struggle to find peace

When will such a person be born again

Our focus is a song, a phrase, a cultural heartbeat: 
Now, you may be wondering—what lies behind these words? Why does a simple phrase carry so much weight, so much emotion, so much mystery?
 

Look, the mind is a funny game.

Welcome, dear listeners. Today, we embark on a journey—not just into music, not just into philosophy, but into the very soul of human experience.
Our focus is a song, a phrase, a cultural heartbeat: Look, the mind is a funny game.
Now, you may be wondering—what lies behind these words? Why does a simple phrase carry so much weight, so much emotion, so much mystery?
Pause. Take a breath. Imagine yourself sitting under the open sky of Bengal, the air filled with the sound of wandering minstrels, the Bauls, singing of love, of life, of the eternal search for truth.
That is where our story begins.

There are strangers in my mind }}.

This is where the Baul philosophy shines. The Bauls, wandering mystics of Bengal, have always used simple, earthy metaphors to express deep spiritual truths.
So when we hear There is a stranger in my heart, we are not just hearing a song. We are hearing a call to awaken, to look inward, to discover the unknown person within.

My Body is My House – A Philosophical Podcast Script Inspired by Lalon Shah

My body is my house.This house is not for rent, this house is not to be broken.It is a mysterious dwelling, where the soul sits as a guest.Fakir Lalon Shah once said—human body itself is the temple, and the soul is the priest of that temple.”

We will explore the meaning, emotions, and cultural resonance of a song that has touched countless hearts: Monkeys dance in my head

Welcome, dear listeners, to today’s journey into the world of Baul philosophy.This is not just a podcast—it is an invitation to step into a space where music, mysticism, and humanity meet.We will explore the meaning, emotions, and cultural resonance of a song that has touched countless hearts: Monkeys dance in my headNow, take a deep breath. Imagine yourself sitting under the open sky, the sound of an ektara vibrating in the air, and a voice that carries centuries of wisdom. That is the voice of Fakir Lalon Shah and the Baul tradition.