11.12.12

The Osho Show


"So many so-called saints are really schizophrenic — they cannot laugh. And if you cannot laugh, how can you weep? how can you cry? Both become impossible. When laughter and crying are impossible, your heart is completely dosed. You don’t have any emotions, you start living only in the head. Your whole reality consists of thoughts. Thoughts are dry — they cannot bring laughter, they cannot bring tears. Tears and laughter come from the heart. And clarity is not of the mind, clarity is of the heart. Confusion is of the mind."


Osho was not a godman; he wasn’t quite a charlatan.  He was, however, a game-changer in the ‘holy’ business. He had probably researched the market of vulnerability well before he decided to use his knowledge. It might seem odd, but he offered a variety of religions on one platform and used the nice bits from them, altered the language, and gave a whole new meaning to devotion.

While he rubbished organised religion, his ashram was a good and proper one. He was initially addressed as ‘Bhagwan’, god, and I think that even though he insisted this was the wish of his followers, he probably chuckled over it. It was just what he wanted – to turn deification on its head, sit on a high seat and with those hooded eyes deliver not sermons but bon mots…engage with people, encourage them to ask what seemed often like rehearsed questions.

They loved him, but essentially what transformed him into Osho – a huge plus to his marketing skills where he changed his own name – was that they loved themselves even more. The whole ‘get rid f the ego’ was a kick-ass search for the ego. 

"Mind is such a thing; it turns everything into a possession, because the ego can exist only if it possesses. And ego is the barrier. Ego is the water in which only reflections can be caught, the real can never be known."

I landed up there on invitation. After reading one of my not-so-flattering accounts about him, a lengthy fax was sent to the newspaper and forwarded to me. I was told how wrong I was and the only way to know what was going on was to visit. I went to Pune often, anyway, but never to Koregaon Park where the ashram was. Next time, I decided I’d visit. It was a breathtakingly beautiful place with beautiful people. One of his personal physicians took charge of educating me in the gentlest possible ways. A Hollywood producer’s wife came up to me and held my hand. There was so much warmth, it was a bit frightening. I felt I’d be drawn into this. Osho had hypnotic appeal, and a former ashramite told me that he was in fact quite wicked for he did use hypnosis to trap people. I might believe her, but mass hypnosis has also to do with herd behaviour.

When they were asked to let themselves go and surrender, there was nothing spiritual. It was animalistic. Therein lay the appeal. I visited a couple of times again. I was searching…these were pauses: the Zen garden, robed followers, the books, the smiles, the quiet corners, the sense of no borders where people from every country congregated. After leaving the gates, I took back a warm handshake. I realised that is what we don’t do often enough in the outside world – hold eye contact, hold hands, hold thoughts.

If we did that, then all that Osho or anyone says is about just living fully.

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Here is something I found fascinating and amusing from his ‘teachings’:

Beloved Master,
I FEEL SHOCKED WHEN YOU USE THE WORD `F..K`. WHAT TO DO?
Said Osho:

"It is one of the most beautiful words. The English language should be proud of it. I don`t think any other language has such a beautiful word.

One Tom from California has done some great research on it. I think he must be the famous Tom of Tom, Dick and Harry fame.

He says: One of the most interesting words in the English language today is the word `f..k`. It is one magical word: just by its sound it can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love. In language it falls into many grammatical categories. It can be used as a verb, both transitive (John f....d Mary) and intransitive (Mary was f....d by John), and as a noun (Mary is a fine f..k). It can be used as an adjective (Mary is f.....g beautiful). As you can see there are not many words with the versatility of `f..k`.

Besides the sexual meaning, there are also the following uses:

 Fraud: I got f....d at the used car lot.

 Ignorance: F....d if I know.

 Trouble: I guess I am f....d now!

 Aggression: F..k you!

 Displeasure: What the f..k is going on here?

 Difficulty: I can`t understand this f.....g job.

 Incompetence: He is a f..k-off.

 Suspicion: What the f..k are you doing?

 Enjoyment: I had a f.....g good time.

 Request: Get the f..k out of here!

 Hostility: I am going to knock your f.....g head off!

 Greeting: How the f..k are you?

 Apathy: Who gives a f..k?

 Innovation: Get a bigger f.....g hammer.

 Surprise: F..k! You scared the shit out of me!

Anxiety: Today is really f....d.

And it is very healthy too. If every morning you do it as a Transcendental Meditation -- just when you get up, the first thing, repeat the mantra "F..k you!" five times -- it clears the throat."

From `Osho: The Dhammapada, volume 11`

He was born on December 11 and his resting place had the famous words: "Never born, never died" 

6 comments:

  1. " And clarity is not of the mind, clarity is of the heart. Confusion is of the mind."

    FV, That seems rather bogus -- both clarity and confusion are of the mind, though emotions can cloud such clarity. Some people think emotions actually make quality of thinking better when "the heart' is involved...has never worked for me so far. Best way to respond to difficult situations is with silence and a few days of careful thinking in a backroom in the woods.

    The heart is just standing in a corner pumping blood to the head...or maybe I am taking these words too literally...I probably am.

    -Al

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  2. "Tell him I've been too f*cking busy - or vice versa." Mae West

    then there is this
    http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/fk-a-documentary/

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  3. FV, w.r.t to me pick at one sentence in the osho quote with a toothcomb... I suppose you did mention Osho was a charlatan and not a godman, but a charlatan is just a godman for an unknown/unpopular God/god, or so it seems to me. And I speak as someone who has been trying to spread the truthful words of Reebok, the god of all long-distance running sports, for more than eleventeen years now.

    -Al

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  4. Al:

    The mind has taken the statement literally, while emotions are confused about it. Or, the other way round? We've discussed the though-emotion thing quite a bit. We are all Osho.

    I did not call him a charlatan.

    You spread the word of Reebok to long-distance runners; you impart knowledge. If you force Reebok upon them, you proselytise. However, if you push Reebok while patronising Nike, then that would make you a charlatan!

    However, it would not take away from your abilities as a long-distance runner:-)

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  5. Anon:

    Mae West's vice versa is a tad lame. The said activity surely cannot keep one busy. Occupied....yes....

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  6. FV:"The mind has taken the statement literally, while emotions are confused about it. Or, the other way round?"

    Emotions?!! pah. It is not for nothing that innumerate people describe me with one word "stone cold". :-)

    "I did not call him a charlatan. "

    Oh, I was calling him one, along with everyone else of his ilk. I know you are more kind to such characters. :)

    "However, if you push Reebok while patronising Nike, then that would make you a charlatan!"

    This differentiating between one god and another seems like a clash between Bahadur fanatics and Phantom fanatics on which one is endowed with better martial skillz. Mildly amusing that humans as a race waste so much effort on potentially imaginary father/mother figures endowed with everything humans can't quite comprehend.

    I have probably angered Reebok with such blasphemous words -- if anyone's looking for me, I am busy outrunning minor gods of sports and leisure.

    - Al a.k.a Osho The Thunderous

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