Everything, from the beginning of our birth, we are illusioned. Illusioned. And that illusion is so strong that it is very, very difficult to get out of it. Whole thing is illusion. The birth is illusion. This body is an illusion. And the bodily relationship, the country is illusion. The father is illusion. The mother is an illusion. The wife is illusion. The children are illusion. Everything illusion. Everything illusion. And we are compact in that illusion. We are thinking that we are very much learned and very much advanced, and so many things we are imagining. But as soon as death comes, the actual fact, the beginning of death, then we forget everything. We can forget our country. We forget our relatives. We forget our wife, children, father, mother—everything gone. You see?
If it is a fact that I am soul, eternal, then it is a fact also that in my previous life I had my country, I had my children, I had my home, I had my father, I had my everything. But can you remember any of these things, what you were in your previous life? Either human . . . human-born life or either animal life, you cannot . . . death means forgetful. We have forgotten everything.
Actually, there is no death for the soul. Just like you are . . . at night, you go to sleep. So that is a sort of death. And again you get up in the morning. So death is something like that. Death is sleeping for seven months. That's all. Without any consciousness. For three . . . three months without any consciousness. Or, say, seven months. Death means forgetfulness. Just like at sleep, we forget everything: what I am, where I am sleeping, who I am, what is my identity, identification, everything forgotten. Then again, as soon as I rise up in the morning, I remember, "Oh, I am such-and-such officer. I am such-and-such father, such-and-such husband, and I have got to do such-and-such things." Everything remembered. But during your sleep, you forget everything.