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Chapter 1: An Ordinary Man

There is no tomorrow. If there is a tomorrow, you cannot stop worrying about it. Tomorrow never comes, it is a process of worrying. Nor is there any yesterday. One is no more, one is not yet. All that is in our hands is the present moment, now, here. And this is a miraculous experience. If there is no yesterday, no tomorrow, and this very moment you are silent, all worrying disappears. All imagining, dreaming, projecting disappears. And it is not that you have to enjoy this moment. That rejoicing arises out of this moment. But you are never here, you are always somewhere else. You are never in the now, you are always then. Otherwise, everything is available but you are absent. I want my people to understand a very simple fact - not a philosophy, something existential, not philosophical - be present to this moment and then see what happens.

Osho,
Let me ask you about something you said a moment ago. You said you didn’t believe in controlling people, and have no control. But do you not have either control or tremendous influence over three hundred and fifty thousand of your followers?

I don’t have any control. I don’t give these half-million people who love me any discipline. I don’t give them any commandments. I insistently emphasize that they are not my followers, but only fellow travelers. It is up to them to go a few miles with me or not to go. If they join with me, I’m happy; when they depart, I say goodbye.

If they look to you, they worship you, would they then not do whatever you tell them?

From my side, I am trying that there should be no worship. They should not be influenced by me. But if they worship and if they go on being influenced, they are not understanding me.

Osho,
Who is the “Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh”? How did you become the “Bhagwan”?

The word bhagwan means “the blessed one.” When people started feeling my blessing throbbing in their hearts. When they started feeling that something has happened to me of immense value, which they would like to share; they started calling me “Bhagwan.” I could not deny it because it was a fact, I was the blessed one.

How did you know that you were the blessed one?

How do I know when I have a headache? I know it.

When did you know it?

Thirty-two years ago.

How did you know it?

That question is absurd. When you are sick, you know. How do you know? When you are healthy, you know. How do you know? That “how” is absurd, you simply know it.

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