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Chapter 15: There Are Times When You Need the Open Sky

Perhaps they may become religious, and they may start looking for God; but remember, all those who are waiting for God are waiting for Godot.

I used to think that Godot must be a German word - it sounds German. It hits like a German word. I used to think it must be German for God and that was exactly the message in the book Waiting for Godot. Nobody has seen Godot, nobody knows about him. Two persons are waiting, but just to wait for nothing is the most difficult thing in the world.

So they have imagined themselves.and they have helped each other, and one says to the other, “I think he must be coming.”

He says, “I also think. It is already late.” And nobody knows about whom they are talking, but nobody wants to bring up the question, “About whom you are talking?” - because they are both afraid that if the question is raised then their wound will be opened, that there is only waiting and it is for no one, and it will be very sad.

So it is good. And they go on talking.

“This is not right, this is not gentlemanly - promising and then not coming.”

And finally one gets up and says, “I am fed up with this waiting. I am going to look for him - where is he? What is preventing him from coming?”

The other says, “Where are you going, leaving me alone here? I am also coming with you.”

The whole dialogue starts with no base, but they both get engaged in it.

So I thought it can only be God. I asked my German sannyasin, the oldest German sannyasin, Haridas, “Is ‘Godot’ the German word for God?”

He said, “No! the German word for God is ‘Gott.’”

I said, “Even better - already got! No question of waiting. In Godot there is some possibility to wait. God is a faraway goal, but Gott.?” Only Germans have got it. Nobody else has the guts to say that.

A few will become religious and start waiting for Gott. A few may start philosophizing, that life is meaningless, that life is nothing but anguish, that it is nausea. And the beauty is that Jean-Paul Sartre, who was continuously saying, “Life is meaningless, just anxiety, anguish, nausea” - he also wrote a book titled Nausea - he lived long. Then why go on living if life is just nausea - to write a book about it? If it is meaningless, to argue about it? To get a Nobel Prize for it?

That reminds me of Zeno, one Greek philosopher, a very sharp logician. He has left puzzles which have not been solved in two thousand years. And I don’t think there is any way to solve them. The man has a tremendous mind for looking at things in such a way that he will find puzzles everywhere.

And he preached before Jean-Paul Sartre, two thousand years before him, that life is meaningless, but he was more logical. He said, “Suicide is the only logical conclusion.”

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