Bhārat, the original name of India, is not just a word, but a sound which carries a powerful meaning and a deep vibration. Bhārat means the land where people’s priority has always been to engage in the search of light, the pursuit of truth.

That’s exactly why even now, when someone is in the path of seeking, existence takes their journey naturally towards Bhārat and its inexhaustible treasure of wisdom. It is time we bring this awareness re-connecting to its original name, resonating with the depth of this radiant ancient heritage and its ever prevailing magnificence.

Bhārat (India) is a cultural unit amidst diversity, a bundle of opposites held together by strong but invisible threads.

India is a land of many names and many facets.

Its real name is Bhārat. Later, the name India arose later when invadors came and the name was derived from the River Indus. But Bhārat is still the name of India, which has a very deep and soulful meaning, representing the real nature of this wonderful land.

From the snowy peaks of the Himalayas to the backwaters of Kerala, from the sunny Thar desert to the swamps of Assam, India is a land of great contrasts in geography. Its incredible diversity reflects not only  in the climate and landscape but also in every facet of Indian life, including clothes, religions, food, music, festivals and languages. There are 5 classical languages: Sanskrit and Hindi, Tamil, Kannada, Telegu and Malayalam; plus 22 official languages and more than a hundred mother tongues, which makes India a land of incredible linguistic richness and diversity.

The cradle of one of the world's oldest civilizations, India has been invaded and ruled by the Mughals and then the British (having been the ones who caused the most damage to our people, culture, education and economy) and also partly by French and Portuguese. Contrary to the fact, that in the whole history of India, she has never invaded any other country but was always invaded first, by the Islamic rulers and then the Europeans.

Bharat the real name of India

India is the land of architectural gems, from hundreds of (some hidden) old monasteries built on rivers and mountains, up to the grandiosity of palaces and castles and Buddhist masterpieces at Ajanta and Sanchi... and of course the well known gem of the Taj Mahal.

The tradition of Hindustani music dates back to Vedic times where the hymns in the Sama Veda, an ancient religious text, were sung as Samagana. The classical music tradition, including hindustani and Carnatic music, has a history spanning millennia's and developed over several areas. The 30,000 years old Paleolithic and Neolithic cave paintings at the UNESCO world heritage site at Bhimbetka rock shelters in Madhya Pradesh shows music instruments and dance.

India is the land of the Vedas, a large body of wisdom texts originating in ancient times: Rigveda, Yajurveda, Samaveda, Atharvaveda...being the ancient most written text by an evolved civilization. Be it Medical Science, Astrology, Astronomy, Mathematics, Algebra, Cosmology, Aviation, Atomic theory, Spirituality, Yoga, Tantra, Yantra, Mantra, Meditation all these fields, people of India excelled than any other country. Due to the distortion done by the European, especially the British historians, many of this facts are not known to the world, but ancient texts and scriptures proves the amazing work done by the Rishis in all these fields. No wonder, students and aspirants from all over the world used to travel to India to study all these sciences in the three universities that existed only in India in those times.

India's incredible cultural richness and diversity finds expression in its customs and traditions. But despite the kaleidoscopy diversity, our incredible country breathes as one nation - in body and spirit. Maybe that's why India is the largest democracy in the world.

Wonders and Music from India

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India is not just geography or history. It is not only a nation, a country, a mere piece of land. It is something more: it is a metaphor, poetry, something invisible but very tangible. It is vibrating with certain energy fields which no other country can claim.

For almost ten thousand years, thousands of people have reached to the ultimate explosion of consciousness. Their vibration is still alive, their impact is in the very air; you just need a certain perceptivity, a certain capacity to receive the invisible that surrounds this strange land.

It is strange because it has renounced everything for a single search, the search for the truth. It has not produced great philosophers — you will be surprised to know it — no Plato, no Aristotle, no Thomas Aquinas, no Kant, no Hegel, no Bradley, no Bertrand Russell. The whole history of India has not produced a single philosopher — and they have been searching for truth.

Certainly their search was very different from the search that has been done in other countries. In other countries people were thinking about truth; in India, people were not thinking about truth — because how can you think about truth? Either you know it, or you don’t; thinking is impossible, philosophy is impossible.

It is absolutely an absurd and futile exercise. It is just like a blind man thinking about light — what can he think? He may be a great genius, may be a great logician — it is not going to help. Neither logic is needed nor genius is needed; what is needed is eyes to see. Light can be seen but cannot be thought. Truth can be seen, but cannot be thought; hence we don’t have a parallel word in India for ‘philosophy’. The search for truth we call darshan, and darshan means seeing.

Philosophy means thinking, and thinking is circular — about and about, it never reaches to the point of experiencing.

India is the only land in the whole world, strangely, which has devoted all its talents in a concentrated effort to see the truth and to be the truth.

You cannot find a great scientist in the whole history of India. It is not that there were not talented people, it is not that there were not geniuses. Mathematics was founded in India, but it did not produce Albert Einstein. The whole country, in a miraculous way, was not interested in any objective research. To know the other has not been the goal here, but to know oneself.

For ten thousand years millions of people persistently making a single effort, sacrificing everything for it — science, technological development, riches — accepting poverty, sickness, disease, death, but not dropping the search at any cost… it has created a certain noosphere, a certain ocean of vibrations around you.

If you come here with a little bit of a meditative mind, you will come in contact with it. If you come here just as a tourist, you will miss it. You will see the ruins, the palaces, the Taj Mahal, the temples, Khajuraho, the Himalayas, but you will not see India — you will have passed through India without meeting it. It was everywhere, but you were not sensitive, you were not receptive. You will have come here to see something which is not truly India but only its skeleton — not its soul. And you will have photographs of its skeleton and you will make albums of its skeleton, and you will think that you have been to India and you know India, and you are simply deceiving yourself. There is a spiritual part. Your cameras cannot photograph it; your training, your education cannot capture it.

You can go to any country, and you are perfectly capable of meeting the people, the country, its history, its past — in Germany, in Italy, in France, in England. But you cannot do the same as far as India is concerned. If you try to categorize it with other countries, you have already missed the point, because those countries don’t have that spiritual aura. They have not produced a Gautam Buddha, a Mahavira, a Neminatha, an Adinatha. They have not produced a Kabir, a Farid, a Dadu. They have produced scientists, they have produced poets, they have produced great artists, they have produced painters, they have produced all kinds of talented people. But the mystic is India’s monopoly; at least up to now it has been so.

And the mystic is a totally different kind of human being. He’s not simply a genius, he is not simply a great painter or a great poet — he is a vehicle of the divine, a provocation, an invitation for the divine. He opens the doors for the divine to come in. And for thousands of years, millions of people have opened the doors for the divine to fill the atmosphere of this country. To me, that atmosphere is the real India.

Osho, The Osho Upanishad, Ch 21

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