I said, “I am not introducing them yet. Tonight I will see you with a ghost.”
He said, “Really?” And he looked so afraid, he started perspiring. It was a hot summer morning, and he was so tied up, even more than I am right now.
I told him, “You simply start teaching. Don’t waste time, because I have many things to do.”
He looked at me absolutely unable to believe what I was saying – that I have many things to do…? But he was not concerned with me, or the things I had to do or not do. He said, “Yes, I will start teaching, but what about the ghosts?”
I said, “Forget about them. Tonight I will introduce you.”
He now realized that I was serious. He started trembling so much I could not hear what he was saying, I could only see his long pants shaking. After one hour of teaching me nonsense, I said, “Sir, something is wrong with your long pants.”
He said, “What is wrong?” Then he looked down and saw that they were shaking, and then they started shaking even more.
I said, “I feel that there is something inside them. I cannot see from my side, but you must know. But why are you shaking? And it is not just your long pants, it is you.”
He left without finishing the lesson he had begun, saying, “I have another appointment. I will finish the lesson tomorrow.”
I said, “Tomorrow, please come in shorts because then we can be certain whether it is the pants shaking or you. It will be in the service of truth, because right now it is a mystery. I am also wondering what kind of pants these are.”
He had a beautiful pair of pants, at least it looked as if they were his, but I don’t know whether they were his or not, because that night finished everything; he never came again. That’s how my private tutor, as he was called, left. I had told my grandmother, “Do you think anybody, at any salary you are ready to give, will be able to stand me?”
She said, “Don’t disturb things. Somehow I have managed to persuade your family, and you agreed. In fact it is only because of you that I succeeded.”
“No,” I said, “I am not going to do anything, but if something happens what can I do? And I ought to tell you this because tonight will decide whether you pay him or not.”
She said, “What? Is he going to die or something? And so soon? He only started this morning, and he has only worked one hour.”
I said, “He provoked me.”
She said, “I warned him not to provoke you.”
In the courtyard of my grandmother’s old house there was a big neem tree. That house still belonged to us after my grandmother’s death. It was really a huge, ancient tree, so big that the whole house was covered by it. When it was in season, when the neem flowers came, the fragrance was everywhere.