Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. Community Reviews. Showing Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Sep 29, Nidhi Sehgal added it. This book will be quite insightful for the non believers of Astrology. This book illustrates Astrology is much more than the stereotyped queries whose answers we seek from the astrologers. It comprises of very interesting examples through which osho has explained the influence of the sun,earth and other planets on the life of inanimate and animate beings.
This book is recommended to those who are willing to look at Astrology from a different angle. Jun 01, karma rated it really liked it Shelves: , non-fiction , spirituality. A great book but limited in its content. Whatever info is present in educational but not a whole lot of info is present. Mar 06, Swati rated it really liked it.
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An insightful read! I wish there was more content and that the talks were not limited to just 2 chapters:. Mar 04, Sukhamaya Swain rated it it was amazing. Absolutely un-put-downable! Has always heard about the knowledge of th8s person. The amount of his knowledge that finds mention in the two speeches of his and the perspectives that he throws on this oft-confused and not scientifically treated topic is amazing.
It is emphatic, has eerie examples but the same time is an easy read. Some pages and paragraph though are the philosophical type which acts as brakes. Oct 28, Aziz rated it it was amazing. Awesome awesome book. Very concise and informative. What I liked most about it is, that Osho is for the first time touching upon a slightly metaphysical subject, and you can really see his genius here.
Read till the end Read till end, you will get clear message what osho says. In the first you may misunderstand him. Overall good book. May 19, Poonthamil Kumaran rated it it was amazing. They play a profound role in how we feel about ourselves, and can even affect our physical health. And we are too often trapped in the Strong emotions that we don't know how to handle effectively lie at the core of so many difficulties The Book of Secrets is a step by step guide to find the best meditation suitable for you. Reading this book, not only will your outlook on life change, but so will your life.
If you want to know more Loneliness - an issue millions of people are facing in times when traditional families and relationship models are not working anymore. Osho looks at this in a very different way and sees these developments as great opportunity. Discovering of your ultimate 'aloneness' is the great chance to turn loneliness into a totally new experience. Loneliness - an issue millions of people are facing in times when traditional families and Talks on the Stories of Chuang Tzu. He speaks about the state of egolessness, "the empty boat"; spontaneity, dreams and wholeness; living life choicelessly and meeting death with the same equanimity OSHO revitalises the year-old Taoist message of From ancient India to the lost civilization of Sumeria, from Pythagoras to Paracelsus to Piccardi, we discover that for thousands of years there has been a The story of Mojud which Osho introduces here is one of the greatest stories.
It has that special flavor that only a Sufi story can have. It is incomparable. But the origin of the word is very strange. They have a different origination for their word. Then there is nothing else but blessings, and blessings go on raining over him. Day in, day out, the blessing goes on showering. So remember, bhagwan has nothing to do with God. It has certainly something to do with godliness, because that is what arriving is: coming home. That is what makes you the blessed one. The epithet-issue was addressed also in a question raised spontaneous during a lecture in the hall of Palm Beach School in Bombay on 22nd of August You answer my question if you have the courage.
I am saying so because it is not possible to become any thing other than Bhagwan. You are also Bhagwan. There is nothing else other than Bhagwan in the world. He must find some way out to get back his memory. Bhagwan means the purest existence. People think that Bhagwan is he who has created this world. But I have not created the world so this title should not go to me. You are also the same Bhagwan. May be, you recognise it late, but if you try you can experience it. It is our nature to be Bhagwan. This answer is said to have calmed down the conflict with followers, who had criticized his change of name, but Bhagwan also had very specific reasons for using his name change as a device to do some needed weeding among his followers — once again:.
The day I called myself bhagwan , they stopped. It was too much for them, it was too much for their egos. Somebody calling himself bhagwan? It hurts the ego. They stopped. They were coming to me to gather knowledge. I started working on a different level, in a different dimension. Now I give you being, not knowledge. I was an acharya and they were students; they were learning. Now I am no longer a teacher and you are not here as students… I am here to impart being.
I am here to make you awake. I am not going to give you knowledge, I am going to give you knowing — and that is a totally different dimension. Calling myself bhagwan was simply symbolic — that now my work had entered a different dimension. And it has been tremendously useful. All wrong people automatically disappeared, and a totally different quality of people started arriving. It worked well. It sorted out well. Only those who are ready to dissolve with me remained, all others escaped. They created space around me.
Otherwise they were crowding too much, and it was very difficult for the real seekers to come closer to me. The crowds disappeared. It did well. I am happy that I chose it. Now people who come to me are no more argumentative. Now people who come to drink me, to eat me, to digest me. Now people who come to me are great adventurers of the soul. And they are ready to risk — to risk any and everything. Sooner or later, when you have grown up and you have understood the point, and when your presence here has created a different quality of vibrations, I will stop calling myself Bhagwan.
Then there will be no need. Then the whole atmosphere will be throbbing with godliness. Then people who will come, it will shower on them. It will penetrate into their hearts. There will be no need to call me anything — you will know. But in the beginning it was needed, and it has been of tremendous help. The last thing about it. I am not a philosopher.
Always remember me as a poet. My approach towards life is that of poetry, is that of romance. It is romantic, it is imaginative. I would like you all to be gods and goddesses. I would like you to reveal your true being… If you decide to go with me, you will become more and more watchful. And the more watchful you will become, the more you will be able to understand me, the more you will be able to understand what has happened, what has transpired within my soul.
You will become more and more a participant in this happening, in this dance, in this singing. And by and by you will see — the master is coming. And it is not coming from the outside, it is coming from your innermost core, it is arising from your depths. I looked in, and I found him there. My message is simple — that I have found the god within me. My whole effort is to persuade you to look within. The only question is of becoming a watcher on the hills. Become a witness — alert, observing — and you will be fulfilled. The epithet Bhagwan opened up for a continuous stream of misunderstandings among journalists and biographers.
They started calling me godman, I have never called myself godman. Just to be a man is enough — there is no God. To me life is divine. To me existence is godliness, not God. Yes, the people who love me have called me Bhagwan, but Bhagwan does not mean God. And I say unto you that I am the blessed one, but I am not the godman.
I am simply a man fulfilled. His change of name from Acharya Rajneesh to the honorfic Bhagwan caused an extensive upheaval among his followers as we have seen, but both names were indeed deeply rooted within the Jain tradition. Like Buddha Osho were to change his name four times throughout his life on this planet.
In Woodlands the stream of arriving Westerners increased on a daily basis, and now slowly and very gradually from early Bhagwan began to reduce his public contact. First he stopped lecturing in open public meetings, then press interviews were cancelled as well as meetings with leading citizens and big shots from the society.
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His travels were reduced to a minimum, and his preference was from now on to put his energy into speaking to small groups of listeners gathering at his residence only, trying to reach those individuals who were sincere and courageous in their search for truth. Quite in tune with his dimensional change from communicating to the minds through knowledge to reaching the hearts of his seekers through communion.
He met each individual directly, intimately, face-to-face. During these days, one could get to siee him almost any time of the day. He appeared to have started his work with these early disciples — as if he were spreading his roots, as if his roots were searching for a ground to launch a worldwide movement of spiritual awakening. Until now, the well reached out to the thirsty, but from now on, this may not be possible. Now the thirsty will have to come to the well. And perhaps this is also according to the law. Is it not?
I have almost stopped traveling. The message has been delivered. Now the one who wants to find me will find me, and the one who does not want to find me, I have knocked at his door as well. To talk to the multitude is a different matter. That is why I had to stop talking to the crowds. I had to create a special class of my own sannyasins with whom I could have a communion of the heart.
The People of the Path. Talks on Sufism, vol. It was a totally different kind of work; I was in search of disciples. Talking to the masses I was using their language; talking to the masses was talking to a primary class. You have to look to whom you are talking. Then, slowly slowly a few people started turning from students into disciples. Then my approach changed. It was now possible to communicate on higher levels — they started becoming committed, they started becoming involved with me, with my destiny.
My life became their style, my being became their being. Now I will work on those who are in my mind. I will prepare them and send them out. The moving from place to place, which I cannot do myself, I will be able to do by sending out ten thousand people. As more and more Westerners were drawn to Bhagwan, he was fully aware of their potential for becoming his ambassadors and mediums when they returned to their home countries.
They had heard or read something of Bhagwan and they came to stay initially for a short period, later hundreds stayed for a longer time in Bombay and later again thousands when Bhagwan had shifted to Poona. It is not information. Religion is a way of living, so guru means a person who has attained a religious mode of living. To one in contact with him, to one living with him, something is communicated, though not through words.
The relationship is less like a teacher and pupil and more like a lover and a loved one. A basic requirement is that the guru must have himself attained because he cannot communicate that which he has not realized. A teacher need not be A Realized One, but a guru is bound to be. A teacher can give information secondhand, but a guru cannot.
Now he is the source. He does not give secondhand information from scriptures or from traditions. He is face to face with it, so whatsoever is being said or communicated by him is on his own authority…. The relationship between a guru and disciple is basically Eastern.
So no one can understand in the West what is a guru. At the most, they can understand teacher.
And the relationship is so intimate! As I have said, it is like love…. A single key is enough, and a single key opens thousands and thousands of locks. The master used it in every way to help you, because consciously you may take years to do a particular thing, but in hypnosis, through hypnosis, within seconds it can be done. Unnecessary effort can be saved. But only masters were allowed to hypnotize. Hypnosis remained a secret science in the East; it was not used publicly because there are possibilities of misusing it.
The farm belonged to Madan Kunwar Parikh of Chandrapur, the past time mother of Osho, who had received numerous letters with anecdotes from Osho all published later on in Kranti Beej Seeds of Revolutionary Thought. She was with her husband, also a long time supporter of Bhagwan, facilitating this audacious experiment, where the South African Veetrag soon was in charge, challenged by Teertha and Shiva both. In her Glimpses of my Master Veena gives us a very convincing picture of the hardships these outlandish Westerners had to overcome during the experiment.
This commune continued until early Poona One in August , and another commune was set up in Baroda in Gujarat made available by Swami Swarupanand Bharti and his wife. And a few more ingredients. These rural experiments aiming at a Western segment of his followers were complemented by some devices more suitable for his Indian disciples and more in tune with traditional Indian devotional work: the Kirtan Mandali groups where his saffron clad Indian sannyasins were dancing in the towns and villages of India.
So his Indian disciples were mostly dispersed in these Kirtan Mandali groups who were to dance, sing and play their way through the towns and villages of India. Their challenge was to surrender and live lovingly and joyously in an unfriendly and even hostile environment. These farming experiments and kirtan groups both lasted until Bhagwan moved to Poona in It can do a lot if we do it rightly.
The way we are doing the second stage of Dynamic Meditation can be used for singing or dancing as well. It has been used in the past by those who knew its real meaning. If kirtan can be done in the way of the second stage of the Dynamic Meditation, it can be of tremendous help. If you can dance with abandon, you will begin to see yourself and your body as separate from each other. Soon you will cease to be a dancer; instead you will become a watcher, a witness. When your body will be dancing totally, a moment will come when you will suddenly find that you are completely separate from the dance… And Chaitanya [Bharti] surpasses even Krishna in dancing; his dance is magnificent, incomparable.
Perhaps no other person on this earth danced as much as Chaitanya. He became a sannyasin in his teens and when he was in his early twenties Osho asked him to travel all over India as his representative, making music — the name for such devotional music is kirtan. As usual these singers sing patriotic and religious songs and everywhere consort with extremists. I was four years old when this group came and stayed in our house, and it was my first exposure to saffron clothes and the malas. Singing devotional songs with high rhythmic music, these people looked so divine, as if they were possessed by the unknown.
Their faces were glowing with freedom, devotion, bliss and ecstasy. They looked so radiant with something I fell in love with madly. I developed a strong bond with this group, which I still maintain to this day. They used to sing the devotional songs dancing madly. Swami Chaitanya Keerti was part of the Kirtan Mandalis groups and in an interview he has talked on these events and his subsequent editing of early magazines on Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh.
See chapter 3. At that time all books published by Osho could be bought for Rs. Later on in Woodlands Narendra got involved with Chinmaya in the editing of the Newsletter and other publishing. Bharti , p. The kirtan group holds no attraction for Divya or for me. Neither of us can carry a tune, and the idea of singing and dancing — albeit in praise of Osho — through a series of smelly Indian cities like a bunch of southern Baptists turns us both right off. Now mostly during the break after his 11 a.
Friends continue sending books for him, and now he receives the latest publications from the West on religion, mysticism, sciences, sociology, psychiatry, therapy, humour, etc. During discourses Osho often comments on books he is reading. While in Jabalpur Osho still had to rely on public and academic libraries to quench his thirst for reading. So the fairly progressive library policy of the Bombay government regarding a network of four regional libraries, in Bombay, Ahmedabad, Poona and Dharwar, of which the Central Library in Bombay is the depository library Delivery of Books Act receiving two copies of every book printed in the state direct from the printer including Jeevan Jagruti Kendra , this whole library development in the midth century with its in-house reading facilities, turned out to be of no benefit to Rajneesh at all, as his funds by now were gradually supporting the extensive purchase of his own reading material.
Ramakrishna Bhagwan commented on the reading process, at a time when his eyes were still fine and before he had to stop his reading in Wait, be silent, allow that energy to come back. And you will be surprised. If you can allow the energy to come back, you will never feel exhausted. Do it. Tomorrow morning, try it. Be silent, look at a thing. You must have needed specs long ago. It is never wasted. You never feel tired. My whole life I have been reading twelve hours a day, sometimes even eighteen hours a day, but I have never felt any tiredness.
In my eyes I have never felt anything, never any tiredness. Without thought the energy comes back; there is no barrier. And if you are there you reabsorb it, and this reabsorption is rejuvenating. Rather than your eyes being tired they feel more relaxed, more vital, filled with more energy. His master, Don Juan, gives him a beautiful experiment to do. This is a rare book. In Bombay Osho might order books from catalogues, but more often he went to bookshops himself purchasing books for his collection.
Road, Dhannur , where he used to come early in the morning with Laxmi and may be one more swami to carry the purchase. The present owner Shenve still remembers helping Osho also before , when he visited Bombay for lecturing, and he recalls the way Osho selected new books, in a rare combination of random choice and with utmost awareness both.
Quite often also Chinmaya would accompany him and help in the selection of books. Sometimes they would go to Chor Bazar north of Crawford Market to check out the stalls for new or second hand literature to dive into. His secretary Laxmi was in Bombay to drive his car and take him to bookshops, pay the bill and hand over the books to Karuna when they arrived home.
Laxmi herself took care of what books he had read and what books he still had not read, an impressive assignment I dare say. Also Maitreya accompanied him to bookshops, and his biographer Ram Chandra Prasad stayed with him for some time in Bombay and he also took part in all these bookish adventures. Many times, we had to park the car at distance and go walking in the hot season, at that time Osho liked to drink cold Coca-Cola.
How Bhagwan would go off with Laxmi to the best bookstores in Bombay and buy an incredible stack of books to read. Those same books were now out in the corridor [in Lao Tzu House, Poona], immaculately looked after by his sannyasins. The arrival of Westerners certainly had an impact on his reading, as he now had to qualify his insight into the cultural and mental background of his new followers, no longer coming from the Indian sub-continent only, but from a variety of European, American and Australian states.
Clearly he was studying philosophy and psychology, the whole conditioning of the Western mind, as a background for his expanding dialogue with Westerners to improve his understanding of their social and religious programming. He was in fact also borrowing from many Indian schools of psychology integrated in the religious frameworks of Patanjali, Buddhism, Tantra, Advaita Vedanta and the Syadvada of Jainism.
Veena recalls when in Bombay, at a time where the number of his own published discourses were still in limited supply, she asked Osho if there were any other books he could recommend his Westerners to read. Of this book he said this was the only book written in English which had some notion of what Tantra was about — all the rest were just sensation-seeking, money-making fakes.
But as Osho has revealed in Dimensions Beyond the Known, it was not simply a love of books that made him read so much. There was a deeper motive. He describes how enlightened masters develop strategies in order to attract disciples — and gave the example of how Buddha and Mahavira were obliged to practice austerities, because that was a recognized proof of spirituality in their time.
Just for nothing, I have to read everything that there is in this world. It is all useless; I have no use of it. If anyone can be reached by any austerity, it is only through that of my having digested the great accumulation of intellectual knowledge that is daily growing bigger and bigger. That is why I have spent my whole life with books… I have had to take the trouble of reading so much that is of no use to me — however only after taking that trouble can I communicate and make my message intelligible to this world; otherwise not.
The modern age of science can understand only its own language. His reading in Bombay was continuing and broadering his insight and understanding of a variety of philosophical schools and religions which he had been building up already from his early days in Gadarwara, as we have seen. New influences were still manifesting themselves and were to impact his thinking and become themes in his discourses for years to come. Osho was also buying books for his library when passing through Ahmedabad on his way to a meditation camp at Mt.
Here his favourite bookshop was located on Gandhi Road , but it was closed down in the late s. He was here scanning the shelves and then buying books before making the bill. Gujarat is a religious state with wealthy businessmen, and Osho often went here to visit his many friends, who were into money and meditation both. Every night, after evening discourse, He is reading five to six books in two hours.
When I look into the books which He has finished, I find some lines are underlined on different pages. He signs each book with the date of reading. Today, I accompany Him to a bookstore for purchasing more books. I guess, it is the biggest bookstore in Ahmedabad. Thousands of books are on the shelves. The man on the counter greets Osho with folded hands and touches His feet. It seems he is one of the lovers of Osho. Osho places His hand on his head and enquires with him about the latest publications. The man invites Osho to come inside the shop and in minutes Osho has sorted out thirty-two books.
I am astonished at His marvellous memory.
Since Mahavira, man has changed a lot. To communicate with intelligentsia of this time, I have to speak from their level. Only when they are intellectually satisfied, they will be able to understand that which is beyond intellect. My books are the essence. They are enough to guide any seeker of truth. They all need to be replaced by my books, which can attract the youth in future. In his daily schedule he had his midday rest for three hours after lunch listening to his music, and at 2 p.
Then following his discourse he once again took some rest listening to music before he again disappeared into the volumes of his library. While he was reading, milk mixed with cardamom or nutmeg was his evening treat. Before sleep he liked kalakand or rasmalai like in the days when his Nani was catering for him. Marks on yellow paper drawn by Chaitanya Bharti Numbers identify levels of importance.
The number of people seeking a private darshan with Osho at Woodlands was a constant challenge to his daily schedule — including his time for reading and study — and he was suggesting many ways for Laxmi and others to handle this problem without anyone getting hurt or feeling rejected. This was something which had been going on ever since his years in Jabalpur:. There was no hindrance whatsoever, so I would be seeing people from morning till night.
If someone came and sat with me for three hours, I was tied up for all that time. Then it became a habit for people. They wanted to come every day, regularly. Osho is very loving; someone in the middle must have been the problem. Say that Osho is such a man — wrong or right however it may be.
As I open the door I see Him sitting on his chair reading a book. Seeing me walk in He puts the book aside and chuckles at me. I touch His feet and sit on the floor near His chair. Many authors and books were over the years praised by Rajneesh and these recommendations have been collected in Books I Have Loved All titles are presented in the Appendix. The book itself is dedicated to Alan Watts , the English mystic and intellectual,.
The last title in particular Osho favoured; all three were included on his list of favourite books. Significantly, he ended his series of lectures on his favourite books by dedicating them to Alan Watts. He also used to read newspapers and magazines and through them, he used to get the latest information from all over the world.
And from the advertisements appearing in them, if any new thing had come in the market and if he liked it, he would inform me to bring it…he ordered an exercising device called Bullworker, and he got used to it and he used it daily…[an electric blanket] he did not like it and so he sent it back…At that time he used cuff links in the sleeves, so friends would gift him different type of cuff links, which he would use for days and then gift them to some other friends. And his time as an ardent user of the local public library, in Bombay the State Central Library , as he had experienced it intensively in Gadarwara, was definitely over by now.
When Osho in October had lighted the funeral pyre of his beloved grandmother Nani in Gadarwara. Urmila , p. Osho came to Jabalpur for three days. It was about 10pm when Arvind, Nikilank, Narayan, Bheekam, Kranti, and I were cleaning and arranging the books for packing. Osho was sorting the books out passing mischievous remarks to make us laugh often.
Double copies were donated to Jabalpur University library. At that time, Osho went to Gadarwara for the last time for her funeral. And when he came back to Mumbai he brought his whole library of books from Jabalpur to Mumbai. These memories by Urmila, Ageh Bhati, Pratab and the university librarian Naik seem reliable, but still other understandings are put forward. Most notably Nikalank who claims that when Osho on June 30th left Jabalpur for Bombay, his library at that time was packed in boxes by Nikalank, Amit and other of his brothers to be sent to Woodlands.
His whole library was brought to Bombay, when he moved from Jabalpur. All English books were sent to Bombay; maybe some spare copies and old material in Hindi were donated to Jabalpur University library. In A-1, Woodlands Apartments, Peddar Road, his apartment on 1st floor had a huge living room and all its walls were furnished with shelves for books enclosed behind sliding glass fronts.
On the end walls, with their windows towards Peddar Road and the backside, top shelves right under the ceiling also gave room for his collection.
This living room was used also for evening lectures and celebrations, and its floor was in different levels with the end towards the street somewhat lower than the other end. Here his favourite revolving chair was standing in a corner with a small bookshelf nearby, where he kept the new books and magazines he was reading, before they were stacked onto the shelves of his library collection.
In his small study individuals were received during the day for intimate darshan with their master, and here he also initiated people into sannyas. In his study a player for cassette tapes was also available for his use, and a small fridge, said to have contained among other items, bhang lassi. He used to bring in many new books which he like and they were being added to his personal library daily.
Ma Karuna and Ma Jyoti did the work of arranging his books properly and taking care of them. Kushwant Singh, the Indian newspaper editor and writer, once paid a visit to Rajneesh at Woodlands, and he clearly remembers the impression the book collection had on him. I was told to wait a few minutes for the Acharya. I went round the bookshelves. Most of the collection was in English; a few in Sanskrit and Hindi. I was baffled by the range of subjects: religion, theology, philosophy, history, literature, biographies, autobiographies down to books on humour and crime.
It occurred to me that I had not seen books in ashrams I had visited. Some had libraries meant for the use of disciples but most consisted of books on religious subjects or tracts summarizing sermons of their gurus. Other gurus read very little beyond Hindu scriptures, the Vedas, the Upanishads and the epics, and rarely bothered to read books on Zoroastrianism, Judaism, Christianity or Islam.
Rajneesh had. Consequently while others had only their religions or what they vaguely learned at second hand, Rajneesh had studied them from original sources and evolved an eclectic faith of his own. But, unusually and also fortunately, Ma Laxmi did not send us away that day. She led us into the living room that served as the office as well as the library and asked us to wait. It was an impressive library, the only room in the apartment to which visitors had access. Three of its walls were covered up to the top with thousands of colourful books.
The fourth wall consisted of windows. A fresh breeze was blowing in from the sea. The books and the fresh air made me forget that I was in the middle of a dirty and polluted city like Bombay. The noise of the outdoors was absent here. We were absorbed in the silence of the premises.
Ma Laxmi went and asked Bhagwan whether He wanted to see us. A few minutes later, my father and I were guided to His room. Bhagwan sat with crossed legs in a comfortable armchair in one corner of the room. He was wearing a white wrap. Beside Him stood a small table on which several books were lying. Opposite His chair were two beds. Apart from this the room was empty.
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The film-makers had been filming the guru in Bombay and she had decided to join their entourage… [Later in Woodlands:] The little lady is quickest and grasps my hand. There are two western guys sitting around looking holy and they talk to us…After awhile I escape to look at the book titles while Toby absorbs more spiritual indoctrination. This is good subject matter. I long to open a volume or two but the glass-covered shelves are locked. Finally the little lady brings us some very nice-tasting food and some time later reappears to usher us down a corridor and into a cool, green-coloured, very simply furnished room.
She would paint, clean and organize his books that were several thousand in number. Osho read about thirty books in a month as though he had a scanner in his eyes and speed-reading ability. He often quoted from these books. So much so a single reading and Osho had memorized it all. On arrival from the hills Osho would find the apartment clean and with a new look.
People visited the apartment from early morning to late in the night. It was now a public place. Some came to meet him; others came for information, while some came to buy books. Until now all English titles were translations of Hindi discourses. According to Laxmi quite a few strange incidents happened at Woodlands, when opposition from orthodox Hindus occasionally reached the apartment. She recalls that one day a young man made his way into the apartment, where he picked up a paperweight from the desk and hurled it at her.
She escaped the assault and the paperweight continued its curve into the glass cabinet of books and a loud explosion was heard as glass crashed with splinters falling all over the room. When he calmed down he was offered a glass of water, and it turned out that his wife had taken sannyas the day before, and he was now afraid that she might renounce the family and quit her home. Listening to his story Laxmi had roared into laughter, before telling him the concept of neo-sannyas, and that Osho wanted to make temples of family homes and not to ruin them.
He was advised to read some books of Osho to get things right and refrain from more violent behaviour. There is a glass wall behind him, the sun is shining and He is aglow. The chair is simple and small. He is sitting in it, but he is really all over the room. The empty room is filled, vibrating with His glowing presence…After asking me questions about my education and listening to my reply he called Madhu through the intercom.
He was seated about fifteen steps away from the door in the corner of the room. Sometimes in Woodlands his disciples were allowed to open up the glass cupboards and check out his books, noticing their bookmarks and pencil dots in the margin. The books were mostly in English collected from his reading years in Jabalpur, some of them were in Hindi. But books in the English language were to predominate his library collection from now on, mirroring the arrival of Westerners as already pointed out. Indian Ma Karuna Sushree Zewre Shah already living in Bombay was his assistant and librarian who took care of his book collection at Woodlands.
Karuna stil has very sweet memories from her time at Woodlands.