And you are a serious teacher?
I am a very non-serious teacher! And I have already forgotten about the news conference you are talking about – I just respond to you, why drag the dead unnecessarily out of their graves? Let them sleep silently. You are alive, I am alive, we can have an existential encounter.
I see the potentiality in you, that’s why I am saying that; I would not have said it to another person. I have been interviewed every night, every evening and now it is going to be continuously happening, but I would not have said that to another journalist. I don’t see you just as a journalist, I see you more as a seeker. I see you more as a human being. And I see your heart throbbing with me, in tune with me, that’s why I am saying it. Otherwise, I can go on answering about the past, anything that comes to my mind, there is no problem in it.
I love jokes, and to joke on other people’s account is not very good, not nice. So once in a while, I joke upon myself, upon my people. And it was simply a joke, and those idiotic newspaper journalists thought it is something serious. Do you think a showman will sit here in the desert? Is this the place for a showman? – then I would have chosen Hollywood. On the contrary, I have pulled all my Hollywood people here.
In this desert, 126 square miles, I am sitting the whole day in my room. I only come out twice: in the morning to talk with the sannyasins, in the evening to talk with any interviewer. What kind of a showman do you think I am? This is not the way of being a showman.
The showman has to be always running, like Mother Teresa. She is in New York, she is in Chicago, she is in Washington, she is receiving a Nobel Prize in Norway, she is in India, Calcutta. I can’t think when she gets the time to serve the poor people. All the time she is moving around the world, becoming a bigger and bigger celebrity. The more senile she becomes, the bigger a celebrity she becomes. And when does she serve the poor people? She is inaugurating colleges, schools, hospitals….
I don’t have any time for showmanship. I will tell you my routine and you will see – from where can I get the time? Six o’clock in the morning, I wake up. That too, my caretaker Vivek has to wake me up, otherwise I will not wake up. Who cares to wake up again? I have been waking for half a century again and again, it is enough.