A Hasid sage is total. He lives in the world, lives as ordinarily as everybody else – has no madness, megalomania about his extraordinariness. A Hasid rabbi is absolutely ordinary and that is his extraordinariness. He has no need to show it – he is!
There are other saints who have a need to show that they are special. That very need shows that deep down they are very ordinary – because this is part of the ordinary mind: to be always in need, always expecting, always wanting people to feel and think about you that you are not ordinary. This is a very ordinary need. Only somebody who is really extraordinary can be ordinary because he has no need, no need to convince others that, “I am special. I am!”
Once I was traveling in a train. In my compartment three persons were also there. They talked about a thousand and one things. The journey was long and they needed to be occupied. Then their talk drifted towards the subject of happiness….
One of them was a very rich man and he said, “I am happy because I have attained all the riches that I needed. I have succeeded, I have arrived!”
I looked at the man’s face – no sign of any arrival, a sort of nervousness. In fact the way he was saying, with such confidence, was nothing but to hide the deep nervousness. He was trembling inside, I could see, like a leaf in a strong wind – but pretending.
He said, “I have attained to happiness,” but his eyes were desert – like – no happiness, no greenery. He was almost a dead person – shrunken, wasted.
The other man belonged to a political party and he said, “I am also happy because the party needs me. Without me they cannot win the coming election. I am needed, that’s my happiness.”
One thinks because he has accumulated much riches he is happy. What have riches to do with happiness? Riches are outside, happiness is an inner flowering. A poor man can be happy; it has no intrinsic relationship with poverty or riches. A beggar like Buddha can be happy. And a man who says that he is happy because he has attained to many riches is just befooling himself, pretending.
The other man says, “I am happy because I am needed.”
A certain significance comes to you when you are needed; you think you are essential to somebody, to some political organization, to some religious sect. But a man who is happy is not dependent on others…because if the political party can find a better man than this, or a worse man than this – which is the same in politics – then he will feel frustrated. Happiness never feels frustrated. It is not happiness, it is covering the reality by a false notion.