Chapter 29: Come a Little Closer
Just a few days before, Hasya was telling me about Aristotle Onassis’ daughter. I remember seeing her picture when Onassis was alive, perhaps ten years ago. She was a beautiful, well-proportioned, charming young girl. But Onassis died and left her with a lot of money, and that created hell for her. Since then she has married three times, and each marriage has failed because she thinks the person loves her money, not her.
And this starts from the very beginning; the day of marriage is really the day of divorce. On the day of marriage she takes a guarantee from the person - a legal document before the court - that he will not take her money; in case divorce happens, he will not ask for money. Now can you conceive a marriage to be worthwhile, when on the first day the woman is asking you to give in writing before the court that you are interested in her and not in her money, and that in case a divorce happens you will not ask for money? The divorce has already happened.
In the fourth marriage she got into more troubled waters. Before I describe the fourth marriage, something else has to be said which was happening on the side. She was becoming fatter, uglier, as if deep down in her psychology she wanted to prove, “You love me whether I am beautiful or ugly, shapely or fat - you don’t love my money.” She has become so ugly now that she avoids photographers, news media: she hides and does not want her picture to be taken. Perhaps it is because she was uncertain whether she or her money was loved. Most probably the people who have been with her were for the money, not for her. She did not receive love. The proof is that she started eating too much. If you are loved, you are so full of love, so filled with love that you don’t eat too much.
I have been traveling in India, staying with different families, and I have come across at least three women who told me the same thing, that while I am staying in their homes they cannot eat. When I was told this for the first time I said, “This is strange. Why can’t you eat?”
They said, “We don’t know, but we don’t feel hungry either. We feel perfectly good, with more well-being than we have ever felt. You stay three days and we can’t eat. And we wait the whole year again when you will be back in the city for three days; those three days become a beautiful memory.”
When I was told by another woman, and then by another woman.I had to look into the fact - what is the matter? They felt so loved, and they loved me so much that there was no need for any food, as if love was enough nourishment. And after three days they did not look hungry, they did not look starved.
One of these three was a Jaina woman, and she said, “Now I know what a real fast should be.” She had been fasting for almost ten years, long fasts of ten days. In the Jaina tradition, those Jainas who are very orthodox, fast for ten days every year in the rainy season.