I said, “Please excuse me, I cannot accept you. If you cannot accept Krishnamurti, how can I accept you because here you will see far more disappointing things. Get lost! What are you going to do with my Mercedes Benz? So before it happens, why bother? What are you going to do with my air-conditioned room? Before it happens, it is better that you go and find some Muktananda, etcetera. You have not been able to understand Krishnamurti, you will not be able to understand me.”
People like Krishnamurti live on a totally different plane. Their anger is not your anger. And who knows that he was not just playing with those ties for this stupid old woman? Masters are known to devise things like that. He got rid of this stupid old woman very easily.
The last question:
In Italy, a poor country, we have only three things – the pope, the pizza and gossip. Now in coming to India, we have lost the pizza and with you as the pope, please at least let us have the gossip!
I am not averse to gossiping. In fact, I love it. But what to do with this old man, Atisha? Every day I decide to gossip a little, and he says no. And I have to be a little respectful towards him. And the problem is not so much with Atisha, the problem is the sutra that is coming. I will find a legal way to wriggle out of it. But gossiping is difficult – but if you promise me not to tell anybody, I will…
A man was walking down the street looking into shop windows and his gaze stopped on a small overnight shaving-kit bag in a shop. What stopped him was the price – an exorbitant three hundred dollars.
His curiosity got the better of him and he was compelled to go in and ask about it, although he did not need one. “Why is this little bag so expensive?” he asked.
The shopkeeper replied, “It is made out of a very special leather.”
“Even if it was made out of alligator skin or mink-lined, it wouldn’t be so costly,” said the inquiring man.
The shopkeeper answered, “The story behind this small bag is special. The leather-smith’s uncle is a rabbi and this bag is made entirely out of foreskins.”
“I can see that would be unique,” the man came back. “But three hundred dollars is still too high a price!”
The shopkeeper then said, “It is very convenient. When you rub it, it turns into a large suitcase.”
Enough for today.