Secondly, before meeting me you have lived without me. If I die, it will be a shock – for a few days, you will feel in a dramatic mood of sadness, and then life will take you over again. Millions of people have died – every day people go on dying – and life continues with all its songs, with all its discos, with all its music. People go on dying, but if you think before…it is the thinking that makes it difficult. Death itself is a wound that time heals very quickly. But I will not even leave that wound in you. Before I die, I will make you able to see that there is no death.
What is the purpose of all your meditations? It is a deep search to know that life is eternal, and death as such is only an observation of the outsiders. You have always seen other people die: have you ever seen yourself die? But what do you know when other people die? Only one thing – that they don’t breathe, they don’t talk; that their blood circulation stops, that their hearts have no more beats.
I was telling you just a few days ago…. One man in the part of Kashmir occupied by Pakistan, has played a joke on people for the third time. He is one hundred and twenty-five years old: he has died three times. This was the third time, and because he has done the act two times before, people were very, very cautious. Doctors were called, every examination was done, and when everybody agreed that this time the poor guy had really died – it was no longer a joke – that man opened one eye, and said, “Who is saying I am dead? At least, this time I’m not!”
The relatives had gathered from faraway villages, and they all went away in sadness: “It seems he will have a few years more, and he will again torture us into coming!” But the old man said, “Listen, this is my last act; next time I’m really going to die.”
He has been asked by doctors what his secret is, and he says his secret is very simple: going deep into meditation, he realized that as you go deeper, your breathing becomes slower. When you are deepest in meditation, your breathing stops. And it is simply a knack…. Once he learned that stopping the breathing is not death, he allowed even the heart to stop – he just relaxed. And from deep down, he was watching the whole show that was going all around: the doctors, and physicians, and the relatives.
There was one man, Bhrahma Yogi, from South India – he did the same experiment in almost every university of the world, particularly the medical colleges. For ten minutes, it was possible for him to pretend to die. And he had certificates from the greatest authorities – from Oxford, from Cambridge – that he is dead; the doctors signed certificates for his death. And after ten minutes he would start breathing again, smiling, and he would open his eyes. It was very frightening.
He had collected so many certificates – death certificates from so many authorities – that he had challenged the whole medical science: “Your idea of death is incorrect. You simply think that these symptoms of life are life; they are only symptoms – very outward symptoms. They show only one thing: that life is connected with the body. When the connection is no longer there, the symptoms disappear. It does not mean that life disappears.”