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Chapter 5: Don’t Be Idiot Buddhas

Still you will look a little foolish, when you become a buddha with your cigarettes. You yourself will think, “What am I doing? Being a buddha.”

One man used to come to me nearabout thirty years ago. He wanted somehow to drop his smoking habit.

I said, “It is not difficult, it is simply a question of determination, a little will. What the cigarette is giving to you - a certain poison, nicotine - that keeps you feeling a certain well-being for a few minutes, meditation can do for twenty-four hours without any nicotine.”

He started meditating, he dropped the cigarettes - not with force. They dropped on their own as his meditation became deeper. Then he wanted to be initiated as a sannyasin.

I said, “Have you thought it over?”

He said, “I am absolutely ready.”

He took sannyas, and the next day he came saying, “You were right. I was going to the market with my wife, and people surrounded us. They started asking me questions: ‘With whose wife are you escaping?’ - because a sannyasin is not supposed to have a wife.”

He tried his best to say, “She is my wife!”

But they said, “You are a sannyasin.”

The poor fellow was in a difficulty, so he mentioned my name.

Then they said, “Then it is okay, because with Osho everything is okay. You can go, but it will be better that you get your wife also to become a sannyasin. Then it will be easier, otherwise some other crowd will beat you.”

So he brought his wife.

I said, “She has no understanding. She has never thought about it, but it has now become necessary.”

So she became a sannyasin.

The third day they were traveling in the train. They had a small child, and people caught hold of them and stopped the train. They called the police saying, “These sannyasins are trying to escape with somebody’s child.”

They tried hard saying, “He is our child - ask him!”

They said, “You cannot deceive us this easily, you must have hypnotized him. That poor boy!”

So they were taken to the police station. The police officer had heard me, had read me. So he said, “Don’t be worried, I can understand. But the best way will be to let your son also be a sannyasin. Otherwise, anywhere you go you will be in trouble.”

So on the third day the child was introduced into sannyas. I said, “How many people are you around? Bring them all together - why harass me every day?”

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