Some Feelings..Some Words...From The Heart...

A person left behind in his will 19 camels to be distributed among his 3 sons in the ratio 1/2, 1/4, 1/5. The executers of the will wondered how this can be done. This story is a famous folklore of ancient Rajasthan. A saint came along on his camel. He was told about the apparent problem of division. He spontaneously offered his own camel making their count 20. Now, one-half, i.e. 10 camels went to the 1st brother, and likewise the 2nd brother got 1/4, i.e. 5 camels, and the 3rd brother got 1/5, i.e. 4 camels. Thus, 19 camels were distributed among the brothers leaving one camel still. The saint mounted on it and left, as that was his own camel. He solved the problem effortlessly without getting involved personally. No problem remains a problem once we seek the help of a true saint. Besides, the story also subtly conveys that unless a person is willing to contribute his own resource (time, money, patience, compassion, objectivity) he cannot really help in solving or empathizing with ...

Only Osho could have expressed this above Truth so amazingly. He further explains that love creates fear since love is death. In the death we know of, only the body dies which is just like a dress. We drop the old body and acquire a new one. The form changes, yet the same mind/ego continue (an old wine in a new bottle). There is no real death. But love is real death since here the body does not die, but the mind/ego/our identity dies or dissolves. If you love, you cannot be the ego since the ego will not allow love. We have to choose between love and our ego. And so we are fearful in love since we have to drop ourselves now. Maybe, that is why true love (egoless) is vanishing from our pretentious world. What we call love today is just a false coin. The device is to live in a false love in which our ego continues to thrive. We have invented this false coin since without love life carries no meaning, no poetry, no dance within, no celebration, no gratitude, and above all no prayer. It...

I have known her now for more than 10 years. In my class, while she was pursuing B.Com, she was allergic to any philosophy I would talk about. She was mildmannered but believed that her happiness was in the world which she thought, then, needed to be pursued. She did that, and found the world (at its best) wanting. The world can make us happy no doubt, but cannot keep us happy. She decided to look elsewhere, and reluctantly attended some Vedanta Class with me, not knowing perhaps that the seed within her was just waiting for the right soil and environment. Her very good friend then introduced her to weekly classes on "Savitri" (written by Sri Arvind), and thereby brought her to the philosophy of Sri Arvind and the Mother. It was almost like a moth to a flame. She knew that this was where she belonged. She embraced it, and I saw her changing, growing, becoming more beautiful and evolving. Her inner beauty had enhanced her inherent pretty looks. She was not very comfortable ...