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my sister shona and her
husband ramesh arrive in bombay
from hongkong for a wedding and are all staying at the taj mahal hotel
i am asked to meet them there
i had come to poona with just
leftover money which had finished by now
i owned only one robe which i washed daily…hang dried and wore
which had become very faded and transparent
i loved this robe as it had become soft and powder like
my samadhi robe was priceless to me
the bata slippers thin and worn out
i was not aware of my poor
outer appearance
i entered the taj hotel to be
asked to meet the manager in the lobby
he asked me to sit and enquired why i had come to the hotel
i asked him why this question
i could go to the restaurant or the coffee shop or wherever
what was his reason for this strange question
it then dawned upon me he was thinking i was a beggar
he saw my mannerisms and
heard me speak fluent english and was silent
i said that i had come to meet my sister and family staying at the taj
who were they he asked and i said shona and ramesh jhunjhunwala
his mouth opened in shock… suddenly becoming polite and welcoming
the jhunjhunwala family…shona is your sister
he dialled their room and
soon shona rushed to the lobby
upon seeing me she was in tears…what have you done to yourself
what happened to your clothes…you have become so thin…impoverished
i looked at my sister…in diamonds and expensive wedding clothes
i told her i felt ashamed as in my eyes she appeared poor and i a rich
man
the manager stared at us
both…what a world this was
what a strange brother and sister…such a contrast
in the middle of the taj mahal hotel
she gave me enough money so that i could manage the next few months
it was strange to meet my sister and her family in these new
circumstances
and i left for poona without attending the wedding
one month had passed…i could hear him call
this was to be my way with bhagwan from now onwards
twenty one days prepare deeply
seven days go on a liquid diet
peak and see bhagwan on the full moon night
his name bhagwan shree
rajneesh and my name rajneesh
truth has a beauty…a poetry…grace
the full moon meeting the crescent moon
i decided to go to bombay
i remember reaching 16 september
he is speaking and i went to arrange the week pass
then strangely on 17 he again goes into silence
18 is the full moon
he begins again…great…my first full moon darshan
my path of devotion is
growing deeper
his dancing arrivals reveal more to me
he is happy with my progress
my silence and focus on the truth and reaching
i am steady and mature…able to keep the great secret
much more remains unsaid
than can ever be said
the mysterious universe of a master and disciple relationship
as the disciple grows…the master reveals
it is an endless journey…a beginning with no end
growing deeper and deeper…vaster and vaster
the master is willing to go all the way
he is already open and knows infinitely more
the disciple has to remain open…surrendered and vunerable
always open to all and everything…never deciding where is the end
there is more as each horizon is crossed
infinitely more possibilities
all night
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