All your beliefs are like that. You are wearing clothes which were perfectly good for a buddha but are not good for you. You are wearing shoes which were perfectly good for Lao Tzu but are not good for you. You are living in houses made by others for a totally different purpose, which is not your purpose. Your whole life is a long, long misery for the simple reason that if you have a size 11 foot and you are wearing size 8 shoes, whatsoever you believe, your belief is not going to help; it will create misery for you.

Look at people’s lives – no joy, no song, no celebration. And these are Christians: they believe in Christ. And these are Hindus: they believe in Krishna. And these are Buddhists: they believe in Buddha. Something very fundamental has gone wrong. They may say they believe in Buddha, but only the words can be of Buddha. Who is going to put the meaning in those words? You will put your own meaning – and unless your experience changes, your meaning is going to remain very ordinary.

A man and his son are driving in a taxi with a great scholar in Paris near Place de la Madeleine. They pass through a street full of prostitutes standing on the sidewalk. The taxi is almost stopped by the traffic.

“Daddy, Daddy, what are all these women doing standing there?”

“Well…hmm…these women must he waiting for their husbands. You see, it is six o’clock and offices are closing.”

“Don’t listen to your father! These are whores!” says the scholar who is a great believer of straight-forwardness with children.

“Daddy, what are whores?”

“Well,… hmm…you see…it means they have more than one husband.”

“You mean like movie actresses?”

“Yes, but more – lots, hundreds, thousands of husbands!”

“Gee! But all these thousands husbands…then they must have lots of children too!”

“It is quite rare, but it happens, of course.”

“And these children, Daddy, what do they become?”

“They become…scholars!”