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Chapter 47: We Shall Be Again Together

Just now, an architect has come up with the idea which surpasses all. Although nobody is ready to give him a contract, his idea is beautiful. I have seen the drawings and pictures that he has made of a possible bathroom. He does not make a bathroom attached to the bedroom, he makes a big bathroom which includes the bedroom. That seems to be the future - why attached? And why should the bedroom be given so much importance? He has made such a beautiful bathroom that it seems almost like a decoration. And it can be that your bedroom is in the bathroom - it is very comfortable.

But certainly if somebody tries it, Christianity will drag him again to the court. “This is going too far! Attached - okay, we can forget about your attached bathroom; at least there is a dividing wall and a closed door. But to have the bathroom and the bedroom together. And he is calling it ‘a bedroom in the bathroom,’ he is not even calling it ‘a bathroom in the bedroom.’ The importance is on the bathroom!”

But in Harappa and Mohenjo Daro they had attached bathrooms, they had swimming pools, they had a beautiful drainage system. Christianity and Christian scholars were simply baffled - what to make of it?

The idea that the world was created only six thousand years ago is a very small framework. One bishop came up with a very novel idea to explain everything. He said, “God created these cities at the same time as he created the world, and he created them in such a way that when you discover them you will find that they are seven thousand years old, fifty thousand years old. What is impossible for God? This was done as a test of your faith.”

Mind can be so cunning: simple proofs are there, but it will still go on with its conditioning. It will never think that perhaps the conditioning is wrong.

We have been here for thousands of years, and we have forgotten all. All of us once in a while have glimpses, but we simply push them aside as illusions, hallucinations, dreams, daydreams. We never take note that perhaps they are rays coming from the beyond to remind you.

Almustafa is right,

Forget not that I shall come back to you.
A little while, and my longing shall gather dust and foam for another body.
A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.

Kahlil Gibran is very authentic and sincere. He may not be an enlightened being, but he is not far away - perhaps one step more. But he is so authentic and sincere that it sometimes seems unbelievable.

All these people. Even a man like Jesus did not allow any women as apostles, although he was born of a woman. Jesus had no respect for women, not even for his own mother. One day he was speaking in a village in the marketplace, amongst a small crowd, and somebody from the outside of the crowd shouted, “Jesus, your mother is waiting here.”

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