People
come to me and they ask how to go deep in a relationship, I tell them, 'First
you go
deep in meditation. Unless you are resolved within yourself you will create
more problems
than you already have. If you move in relationship, all your problems will be multiplied.
Just watch. The greatest and the most beautiful thing in the world is love but can
you find anything more ugly, more hell-creating?'
Mulla
Nasruddin once told me, 'Well, I have been putting off the evil day for months
but I
have got to go this time.'
'Dentist
or doctor?' I inquired.
'Neither,'
he said, 'I am getting married.'
People
go on avoiding marriage, people go on putting it off. When some day they find
it impossible
to get out of it only then they relax. Where is the problem? Why are people so afraid
of getting deeply involved? Involvement immediately creates fear; commitment immediately
creates fear -- and the modern man wants to have sex but no love.
A
woman told me that she wants sex only with strangers. Traveling in a train,
meeting with
a stranger -- that's okay -- but not even with someone who is friendly or
familiar. I asked,
'Why?' She said that once you make love to someone who is known to you, some involvement
starts. In a train, on a journey, you meet, make love, you don't know even what
the other person's name is, who he is, from where he comes. You get down when your
station comes and he moves away, forgotten forever; he leaves no scratch, you remain
completely clean. You come out of it completely clean and unscratched.
I
can understand. This is the difficulty of the whole modern mind. All
relationships are becoming
by and by casual. People are afraid of any sort of commitment,, because they have
come to know at least one thing out of bitter experience -- whenever you become related
too much, the reality erupts, and your inner conflict starts being reflected by
the other
and then life becomes ugly, horrible, intolerable.
It
happened once that I was sitting with a few friends in a university campus
ground. One of
the professors said, 'On the day my wedding occurred....' But
the other professor stopped him immediately and said 'Pardon the correction,
but affairs
such as marriages, receptions, dinners, and things of that nature, take place.
It is only
calamities which occur. You see the distinction? Please don't say, "The
day my marriage
occurred, or the day my wedding occurred."'
The
other was a professor of language and of course he was right. But the first man
said, 'Yes,
many, many things...' and again started, 'And as I was saying, the day my
wedding occurred....It
is a calamity.'
If
you are outside of it, it may look like a beautiful oasis in the desert but as
you come close
the oasis starts drying and disappearing. Once you are caught in it, it is an imprisonment,
but remember, the imprisonment doesn't come from the other, it comes from
within you. If
the left-hemisphere brain goes on dominating you, you will live a very
successful life -- so
successful that by the time you are forty you will have ulcers; by the time you
are forty-five
you will have had at least one or two heart-attacks; by the time you are fifty you
will be almost dead -- but successfully dead. You may become a great scientist,
but you
will never become a great being. You may accumulate enough of wealth, but you will
lose all that is of worth. You may conquer the whole world like an Alexander,
but your
own inner territory will remain unconquered.
There
are many attractions to follow the left-hemisphere brain -- that is the worldly
brain. It
is more concerned with things: cars, money, houses, power, prestige. That is
the orientation
of the man who in India we call a GRUHASTHA, a householder.
The
right-hemisphere brain is the orientation of the SANNYASIN. one who is more interested
in his own inner being, his inner peace, his blissfulness, and is less
concerned about
things. If they come easily, good; if they don't come that is also good. He is
more concerned
with the moment, less concerned with the future; more concerned with the poetry
of life, less concerned with the arithmetic of it.
Ancient Music of The Pines
Osho
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