Two weeks later she went to see her doctor again, and he asked her if his remedy had been successful.
“Oh yes, doctor,” she said. “Absolutely marvelous. I slipped the pills into my husband’s coffee and after two sips he began making love to me.”
The doctor smiled. “Fine. No complaints then?”
She said, “Well, there is one. My husband and I can’t ever show ourselves in that restaurant again.”
Now remember Madhuri, what I say has to be under-stood, because finally, you will decide where to slip those pills. I cannot follow you. You will decide where to be spontaneous, how to be spontaneous – and unconsciousness is not spontaneity. Spontaneity is very alert, very responsible, very caring. You are simply fooling around.
“You tell me to follow my feelings and when I finally dare to, and I am feeling much freer and simpler and happier, you say I am immature. What does it mean?”
I give you a certain rope to see what you do with my assertions, with my statements. I give you a certain rope, but when I see you are going crazy, then I have to pull you back. I have been watching, waiting to see what Madhuri is doing, but enough is enough.
Let me tell you one anecdote:
Abdul the Arab was marooned in the desert. His camel had sat down and flatly refused to get up. At long last another Arab came by, and Abdul told him his problem.
“I can fix that,” said the second Arab, “only it will cost you five rupees.”
“That’s cheap at the price,” said Abdul, “you go ahead.”
So without further ado the Arab crouched down by the side of Abdul’s camel and whispered a few words in its ear. Suddenly the camel leapt to its feet and took off across the desert like a greyhound.
Abdul was amazed and delighted. “That trick is worth more than five rupees,” he said.
“I know,” said the second Arab, “and I want five hundred rupees from you before I tell you the magic words you have to use to catch him.”
That is only half the story: now you will have to catch him…now five hundred rupees are needed. Unless the second Arab utters the same mantra into Abdul’s ear, he cannot catch the camel.
Madhuri, your desires are running like greyhounds. It was easy; it cost you only five rupees, but now you will have to catch your camel and it will cost five hundred rupees. It will be more arduous.