Jesus says a very paradoxical sentence: “If you have more, more will be given to you, and if you have not anything, even that which you have will be taken away from you.” Seems to be very anti-communist. Seems to be absurd. What type of mathematics is this? “The more you have, the more will be given to you; and if you don’t have anything, even that which you have will be taken away from you!” Seems to be for rich men and against poor.

It is not concerned with ordinary economics – it is the ultimate economics of life. Only those who have will get more, because the more they enjoy it the more it grows. Life grows through enjoyment. Joy is the sutra.

Be joyful, grateful, whatsoever you have. Whatsoever! Be ecstatic about it, and more opening. And more falls upon you, you become capable of being given more blessings. One who is not grateful will lose whatsoever he has. One who is grateful, the whole existence helps him to grow more, because he is worthy and he is realizing what he has got.

Be more loving, and more love will come to you. Be more peaceful, and more peace will come to you. Give more, and you will have more to give. Share, and your being increases.

But you never give, you never love, you never share. In fact you are not even aware that you have got anything. You are simply waiting that something is going to happen somewhere. It has already happened! Just look at it – you carry the treasure. And you never give because you don’t know it has happened to you, and you don’t know that giving will become a growth.

It happened in a Jewish community: a saint was dying. He was a poor man, but very, very rich, rich in his being, rich in his ecstasy. He was a mystic.

And the whole community was concerned. All types of doctors were called but nothing could be done, and death was coming nearer and nearer every moment. Then the whole community gathered to do the last thing – to pray. But it seemed even that was not working.

So the rabbi said, “Now we can do only one thing, and God will not be helpful unless we do that. We should share our life. So you donate a few days, a few years from your life to this dying saint.” So everybody came forward; people loved him.

One man said, “Five years,” another man said, “One year.” Somebody said, “One month,” Somebody even said, “One day.” One miser said, “One minute.” But even that – even that, think, don’t laugh – even one minute of life is not a small thing, not a petty thing. When you are dying, you will miss even that one minute.

Then Mulla Nasruddin, who was also there, came forward. He was not a Jew but he also loved that mystic. And he said, “Twenty years!”

Nobody could believe it. One Jew who was sitting just behind him pulled his leg and said, “What are you doing, Nasruddin? Have you gone crazy? Twenty years! What do you mean? Too much! Are you mad? And you are not even a Jew!”

Nasruddin said, “From my wife’s life!”