I Yearn: ------------------

I Yearn for the Beauty that pierces into the depth of my soul


I Yearn for the Silences that reminds of mine


I Yearn for the Life that makes me Alive each moment


I Yearn for the Darkness that is so Bright


I Yearn for the moment that I no longer Yearn for!!!!

OSHO Stories-1: BUDDHA AND A SMALL GIRL

                         

There is a beautiful story.

Gautam Buddha comes into a town. The whole town has gathered to listen to him but he goes on waiting, looking backwards at the road — because a small girl, not more than thirteen years old, has met him on the road and told him, “Wait for me. I am going to give this food to my father at the farm, but I will be back in time. But don’t forget, wait for me.”

Finally, the elders of the town say to Gautam Buddha, “For whom are you waiting? Everybody important is present; you can start your discourse.”

Buddha says, “But the person for whom I have come so far is not yet present and I have to wait.”

Finally the girl arrives and she says, “I am a little late, but you kept your promise. I knew you would keep the promise, you had to keep the promise because I have been waiting for you since I became aware… maybe I was four years old when I heard your name. Just the name, and something started ringing a bell in my heart. And since then it has been so long — ten years maybe — that I have been waiting.”

And Buddha says, “You have not been waiting uselessly. You are the person who has been attracting me to this village.”

And he speaks, and that girl is the only one who comes to him: “Initiate me. I have waited enough, and now I want to be with you.”

Buddha says, “You have to be with me because your town is so far off the way that I cannot come again and again. The road is long, and I am getting old.”

In that whole town not a single person came up to be initiated into meditation — only that small girl.

In the night when they were going to sleep, Buddha’s chief disciple Ananda asked, “Before you go to sleep I want to ask you one question: do you feel a certain pull towards a certain space — just like a magnetic pull?”

And Buddha said, “You are right. That’s how I decide my journeys. When I feel that somebody is thirsty — so thirsty that without me, there is no way for the person — I have to move in that direction.”

The master moves towards the disciple.

The disciple moves towards the master.

Sooner or later they are going to meet.

The meeting is not of the body, the meeting is not of the mind. The meeting is of the very soul — as if suddenly you bring two lamps close to each other; the lamps remain separate but their flames become one. Between two bodies when the soul is one, it is very difficult to say that it is a relationship. It is not, but there is no other word; language is really poor.

It is at-oneness.

Osho – “The Osho Upanishad”

OSHO On Upanishads-Tattvamasi, Svetketu

               

During the 1857 revolution a sannyasin was killed by a soldier by mistake. A silent, naked sannyasin was passing by the cantonment of an English battalion. The soldiers caught hold of him and asked him, “Who are you?” But as he was in silence he didn’t reply. Because of his keeping quiet they became suspicious of him and one English soldier pierced his chest with a spear.


The sannyasin had taken the vow of speaking only once at the time of death: he had been silent for the last thirty years. When the spear pierced his breast and the blood gushed out, then he spoke only one sentence of the Upanishads: “Tattvamasi, Svetketu” ­ you are also that, Svetketu.


People gathered round him and asked him, “What do you mean?” He said, “I mean that the divine can come in any guise, he will not be able to deceive me. Today he has come with the spear in his hand. The spear has pierced my chest, but I can see that inside the soldier it is only him. He cannot deceive me.” The blood was oozing out of his chest, but the sannyasin was dancing because he could see godliness in his murderer.


Oh fool! Sing the song of the divine, sing the song of the divine. This means that whatever may happen, in all types of circumstances, the divine should be visible. He should be seen in the enemy, he should be seen in death too when it comes. He should be seen in a friend and in the enemy also. But at present you cannot see him even in a friend.

At present you cannot even see him in the person whom you love; you don’t see him even in your beloved or lover, what to say of others. You don’t see him in your own self, so how can you see him in the other? Oh fool! Sing the song of the divine.means that whatever may happen, the divine is to be seen everywhere. He is there even in a rock ­ maybe in deep sleep. He is to be seen even in a tree ­ there he is dumb, but he is. Even in the lunatic ­ there he is mad, but he is. You should be able to recognize him in any form.

OSHO On Shiridi SAI BABA

There is an anecdote in the life of Sai Baba of Shirdi. A Hindu sannyasin used to live about three miles away from the mosque where Sai Baba lived. This sannyasin used to come daily for Sai Baba’s darshan, only eating his food after seeing Sai Baba. Sometimes there was a big crowd so he could not enter the mosque, the whole day would pass without his darshan. But the sannyasin never took food without first touching Sai Baba’s feet. Sometimes he had to go to sleep without eating his food because he ate only during the daytime, that was his rule.


So one day Sai Baba told him, “There is no need for you to come here daily. I will come to you, but you must recognize me. Don’t let it happen that I come and you don’t recognize me. I will come just when your meal is ready, and you can have my darshan there where you are. Your coming here from a distance of three miles and then going back all that way is too much. It hurts me to think that sometimes you have to go without your food.” The sannyasin was very happy. He said, “It is my good fortune. Tomorrow I will wait for you.” The next day he cooked his meal early and was happily waiting for Sai Baba. Nobody came but a dog. The dog must have smelled the food. He chased the dog away with a stick and turned him out saying, “I am waiting for Sai Baba, get out of here.” He struck the dog twice with his stick and made it run away. After that nobody came.



In the afternoon he ran to the mosque, where there was a great crowd. He asked Sai Baba, “Why didn’t you come? You are sitting here surrounded by people, but you had promised me you would come.” Sai Baba said, “I came but you didn’t recognize me. You beat me with your stick.” The sannyasin was puzzled. He said, “But it was only a dog who came.” Sai Baba said, “Didn’t I tell you that I will definitely come, but you must recognize me?” I can’t say in what form I will appear, it all depends on whatever form is easily available, and at that time it was just appropriate to appear in the form of a dog. On this sunny day no other form was available. Only this dog was there, so I used him.” On hearing this the sannyasin started crying. He said, “It was my fault, but please give me another opportunity. You must come tomorrow, then I will definitely recognize you.”



If the dog had come the next day he would have recognized him, but the dog didn’t come. He kept on waiting for either of the two ­ either Sai Baba himself will come, or he may appear in the form of a dog. But the dog didn’t turn up at all.well, dogs are not very dependable ­ they may come, they may not come. The dog didn’t come, but a beggar arrived who was a leper. He was stinking terribly. The sannyasin thought that the food would get spoiled by this stink, that nobody would feel like eating it. It was nauseating to see the beggar, so he said to him, “Please go away from here. Don’t come in.” For a moment he was doubtful, but then he thought, “How can this leper be Sai Baba?” Compared to this leper even the dog was better to look at, he looked nice and healthy. In the evening he again went to Sai Baba and said, “I waited for you and for the dog, but you didn’t come.” Sai Baba replied, “I came, but you couldn’t bear the stink. You drove me away.” The man started crying and said, “Give me one more chance.” Sai Baba said, “Even if I come a thousand times you will not be able to recognize me.” You can recognize only when you are awake; only then it is possible.

OSHO On Immanuel Kant [Gurudjieff]

Only an ordinary man can become so certain, so clear. The extraordinary man is so much burdened with his ego, with his knowledge-ability, with his schizophrenic mind, with all kinds of arguments.


I am reminded of Immanuel Kant, one of the most important philosophers of the West. A woman fell in love with him and he said, “I will have to think about it.” Now, you don’t think about love ­ either yes or no ­ but Immanuel Kant is a big philosopher. He thought about it for three years and he managed to find all the arguments for marriage and against marriage. The trouble was, they were equal. After three years he went to the woman’s house and knocked on the door. He had gone to say, “Forgive me, I cannot decide. The arguments are equal, fifty ­fifty.” But the woman was not there.


He knocked on the woman’s door. There was no woman, an old man opened the door and recognized Immanuel Kant. Kant asked about the woman, he said, “She was my daughter, but she has been married for three years and she has two children, too. She does not live in this town anymore. What business do you have with my daughter? You go and think a little more.” Thinkers are the most clumsy people in the world, most indecisive. I am not a thinker. I simply see, and whatsoever I see I say it without bothering about the consequences. I am an absolutely open person ­ there is nothing private in me.


I am in love with so many women around the world. Sheela, of course, is one of them, but I cannot point out a single woman that I love. I love ­ and my love is not addressed to anybody in particular. And I have loved so many women, I don’t think anybody else could have managed it. Even Gurdjieff is far behind me in that matter. He loved many women, but not more than a dozen.

                                   

In the 1888 a person named Ramanujan was born in a poor Brahmin family in South India. He became a very famous mathematician. He could not study much, but still his genius in mathematics was unique. Many well educated mathematicians have earned a name because of their training and guidance from others for a number of years. But Ramanuja, was not even a matriculate and had no training or guidance from anyone.

With great difficulty he got a clerical job, but very soon news spread that he had an amazing talent in mathematics. Someone suggested that he write a letter to the famous mathematician, Professor Hardy, of Cambridge University - he was the most eminent mathematician of those days. He didn't write a letter, but solved two theorems of geometry and sent them to Professor Hardy. Hardy was astonished to receive them and could not believe that someone so young could solve such theorems.

He immediately wrote back to Ramanujan and invited him to England. When Hardy met him for the first time, he felt that he was like a child before Ramanujan in the field of mathematics. The genius and capabilities of Ramanujan were such that they could not be due to mental powers, because the intellect moves very slowly, thinking takes time, but Ramanujan didn't take any time in responding to Hardy's questions. No sooner was the problem written down on the blackboard or put to him verbally than Ramanujan began to reply, without any time gap for thinking. It was very difficult for great mathematicians to understand how it happened. A problem which would take about six hours for an eminent mathematician to solve - and then too he was not sure about being right - Ramanujan solved instantaneously, unerringly.

It proved that Ramanujan was not replying through the medium of the mind. He was not very learned, he had actually failed in matriculation; there was no other sign of intellectual ability, but in connection with mathematics he was superhuman. Something happened that was beyond the human mind. He died when he was thirty-six because of tuberculosis.

When he was in hospital, Hardy, along with two or three other mathematician friends, went to see him. As it happened, he parked his car in such a place so that Ramanujan could see its number plate. When Hardy went into Ramanujan's room, he told Hardy that his number plate was unique:

it had four special aspects to it. After that, Ramanujan died. Hardy took six months to understand what Ramanujan meant, but he could only discover three of the four aspects. On his death he left a will that research work on that number should continue, to find out the fourth aspect. Because Ramanujan had said there was a fourth, there had to be. Twenty-two years after Hardy's death, the fourth was discovered. Ramanujan was right.

Whenever he began to look into any mathematical problem something began to happen in the middle space between his two eyebrows. Both his eyeballs turned upwards, centering on that middle space.

In Yoga, that space is described as the third eye spot. It is called the third eye because if that eye becomes activated it is possible to see events and scenes of some different world in their entirety.

It is like looking out of your house through a small hole in the door, and suddenly, when the door opens, you see the whole sky. There is a space between the two eyebrows where there is a small aperture which sometimes opens - as in the case of Ramanujan. His eyes rose to his third eye while solving a problem. Neither Hardy could understand this phenomenon nor would other Western mathematicians ever understand it in the future.

OSHO Memoirs-1

Manipulations with Osho's signature from outside and inside the sannyas movement is not something new... wink emoticon

"I have never had any bank account, because I always spend the money before I get it. I am very optimistic about it: it will be coming, spend it! So there was no question of having a bank account.

But just now, I have been informed that some government agency from America has opened a bank account in Switzerland in my name with my signature - just to put a case against me.

Now, my signature is public. Anybody who knows a little art can copy my signature, it is not private property. I have signed one million names for sannyasins - you can get my signature anywhere, and it is very easy to open an account in my name.

This is a strange world. I was thinking I am the poorest man, but now I have a Swiss bank account! ".....
Osho_From Death to deathlessness, #20)

Short but incredible Stories-1

A fox looked at his shadow at sunrise and said, “I will have a camel for lunch today.”

And all morning he went about looking for camels.But at noon he saw his shadow again- and he said, “A mouse will do.”

~Kahlil Gibran

Osho On Alexander, Machiavelli, Kautilya, Chanakya

And I tell you, if you allow yourself to be cheated, in the end you will find that those who were cheating you were really the victims. They have been cheated. And they could not take anything from you because, in the first place, you had nothing.

When death knocks at your door, you will be happy that you allowed people to cheat you rather than cheating them ­ because there are only two possibilities: either you cheat or you allow people to cheat you. There is no other possibility. If you think, “I will not cheat others, but I will not allow anybody
to cheat me,” you are in a wrong attitude of mind. You don’t understand what you are thinking. It is impossible.


The only way not to be cheated is to cheat. Ask Machiavelli, he knows. Ask Kautilya, Chanakya, he knows. Machiavelli says: “The only way to defend yourself is to attack.” He is exactly your cunningness embodied. He is the incarnation of cunningness. But he’s saying a perfectly logical thing: if you don’t want to be cheated, cheat ­ because that is the only way not to be cheated. There is no other way. But I tell you, if you cheat people, in the end you will find that you have been doing so much and your hands are empty.


Alexander the Great was dying and he told his people, “My hands should be hanging out of the coffin, outside it.”
They were worried. They said, “This has never been done. What are you thinking, and why? Why should your hands be hanging out of the coffin?”
He said, “So that people can see that I am going empty ­handed.”
A great understanding dawned on him, but very late, when nothing could be done. He has been accumulating the things of the world, he has become
almost the conqueror of the world, and in the end he realizes that hands are empty.


Hands will always be empty if you go on cheating people. Once you understand that there is nothing to fear, let them cheat. In their cheating you, they
are not very clever; they are simply foolish. And the more you allow them to cheat, the more you trust them, a different kind of treasure will open its doors to
you, that is available only to a childlike consciousness ­ innocent.