These days there is a kind of phony, whose own standpoint is not genuine: they just teach people to control their minds and sit quietly, to sit to the point where the breath ceases. I call this lot, pitiable. And, I am asking you to meditate in just this way –

which he calls pitiable –

but though I instruct you like this, it is just that there is no other choice….

Can you see the stupidity of our intellectual effort to understand that which is beyond? He is teaching the same kind of meditation to people – then it is right. And when others are teaching the same kind of meditation it is “pitiable”; these people are “phony.”

It is so difficult to save him. In the first place, if this is the same meditation that he himself is giving to others, on what grounds is he calling others phony who are giving the same meditation? He has not made it clear in any way why they are phony, why they are not genuine – because their teaching of meditation is the same as his own.

And secondly, he says, “I have to teach this way because…it is just that there is no other choice.” That too is absolutely wrong; there are hundreds of methods of meditation – but he has never meditated. But there is always in intellectuals a kind of rivalry, a kind of competition, a kind of jealousy.

You must have seen dogs barking at each other for no reason at all; they just cannot resist the temptation. Once a dog sees another dog, then immediately they both start barking.

I have heard a story about a dog…He used to live in Varanasi, the holy place of the Hindus. But everybody was going towards New Delhi, so he inquired, “What is the matter? Why is everybody going to New Delhi?” And he found out that those who were representatives of the people were going to Delhi to be members of the parliament. So he collected a great crowd of dogs – and he was a very big dog, and could bark better than anybody else – and naturally he was chosen the leader. He informed the dogs of Delhi beforehand, “I have been chosen from Varanasi, and I am coming. It will take almost one month because I will be walking from Varanasi to New Delhi” – but he reached in three days.

The dogs of New Delhi were simply amazed. They could not believe that a journey of one month…” How did you manage to do it in three days?”

He said, “You don’t know our people! The dogs would not let me rest anywhere. These three days I have been running non-stop. The dogs from one village would follow me barking, and by the time I reached into another village, another group of dogs would follow me. There was no time for anything – to rest or to sleep or to eat or to drink. All the way I have been running and running.”