Chapter 17: Gorbachev: A New Beginning
I have gone around the world - except to the Soviet Union. It will be an immense help for Gorbachev to make the Soviet Union an open society if he invites me and my people.. Nobody else can destroy the people who are full of lust for power, and nobody else can revive the spirit of the people which has been repressed for sixty years.
If my people just go and sing and dance and move around in the Soviet Union, they will create an atmosphere in which Gorbachev can work more easily for the second great revolution. This is my message for my sannyasins, and for Gorbachev, and for Sakharov.
So when you go back, meet Sakharov and tell him from me that he should make arrangements for my sannyasins in the Soviet Union to meet with Gorbachev. He is the right person, in the right place, in the right moment.
I am amazed. It is India, it is a hundred and five degrees in the shade, and you remain so cool, so calm, so quiet. What is it? Do you have something up your sleeve, or maybe under your hat?
A new flood is foretold, and nothing can be done to prevent it. In three days the waters will wipe out the world. The leader of Buddhism appears on television and pleads with everybody to become a Buddhist. That way they will at least find salvation in paradise.
The pope goes on television with a similar message: “It is still not too late to accept Jesus,” he says.
Osho takes a different approach: “Look guys, we have three days to learn how to live under water.”
In my sixty-three years of life you are the first love relationship which has made me independent. How has this happened?
Love brings freedom. And a love that does not bring freedom is not love. Love is not domination. How can you dominate someone you love? How can you make him dependent, and still be loving? But that’s what goes on happening in the world in the name of love - something else - a lust to power, to dominate the other. Naturally independence cannot be allowed. Every effort is made that the other should be a carbon copy of you. You are afraid of the freedom of the other, because freedom is not controllable, and freedom is not predictable. So all so-called love tries in every way to destroy freedom - and the moment freedom is destroyed, love dies.
Love is very fragile, just like a rose flower. You have to allow it to dance in the rain, in the wind, in the sun.