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OSHONever BornNever DiedOnly Visited thisPlanet Earth betweenDec 11 1931 - Jan 19 1990TEARSOF THEMYSTICROSErajneesh reveals osho

once upon a moona vast panoramic view stretches before my eyesthe majestic grandeur of the snow peaked ranges of kanchenjungaeach time i look at this vast expansei stare into a horizon of sheer beauty in front of mei have visions of the great life aheadthe dreams i can fulfil i am filled with a dreamlike mystical wondermy eyes are open i am a dreamer just waiting to come into this worldi have drawn all my lifes inspirations from these mountain rangesthe rising sun creating golden skiesthe setting sundisplaying red and purple shadows onto the mountain peaksthe himalayas are to be my childhood for the next ten yearswhat a paradise for my educationaway from home in st pauls school darjeelingmy father a famous industrialist from a hugely successful business familymy mother a movie star having just released her first bollywood moviewhich launched her into stardom and instant fame all over indiaoh what a glory what a birth i have such good fortuneto have the prefect childhood the perfect lifei am truly a blessed child

as a child i intensely disliked my father and his arrogancethe false authority he wielded his only interest was in money and powerand control over others these qualities always made me revolt againsthim and reject his advances towards mei disliked his insistence that i become like himto make friends with other children in school only after he had examinedtheir parents status in society i found him to be extremely vulgar in thesematters and always wanted to distance myself from himi loved my mother and was attracted to her fragile and innocent qualitiesshe was beautiful and humble and always considerate towards others andto human sensitivities even being a superstar did not distract her from herdaily simple routines of going to the kitchen and preparing meals for us orfor guests always insisting on serving us herself she was radiant and fullof compassion towards all those who met her and never ever consideredmoney to have any special or real value in her relationships with peoplei loved and admired these simple qualities she lived by and she becamemy idol and what i would wish to emulate once i grew upmy father only wanted me to become the greatest industrialist andalthough my mother secretly wanted me to become a movie star like hershe only wished me happiness and always told me to live my own dreamalways whispering to me never become a businessman like my fathermy parents gave me the name rajnishraj means king and nish means nightwhich means king of the nightor lord of the full moonmy father was shivraj and my mother vimlesh also known as vimimy father took letters from both their names to make my namei was born 20 january 1961 at 3.05 ami have a sister shona who was born 19 january 1963 at 4.30 pmmy parents were planning that we both have the same birthdaythe doctors got it wrong had my sister been born just 8 hours later thenwe both would have the same birth datethis created a huge problem for both of us always fighting on which datewe would celebrate our birthdays and as so many relatives could notcome two days in a row two cakes they decided that we both celebrateour birthdays together with one large cake cut from opposite sideson 19 january of each year

i was born prematurely at seven and a half months and in some difficultiesi was put into an incubator as i was under 6 lbs in weightall my life i have had a very thin and fragile body pale facedwhich made my parents show me to doctors frequentlydue to my weightless fragile physical conditionand as would soon begin to happenmany paranormal incidents start surfacing during my childhood yearsi recollect some such experiences duringathletics marathons gymnastics kung fui loved running and training my body the experiences of heightenedalertness gave me a rush and i loved physical activitiesmy school doctor was warned by my parents of my physical weaknesswhich surprised him but he kept a close watch over meand noticed that i was fainting into whiteouts and relapsed intoepileptic like convulsions during extreme sportsone such sprinting event one hundred metres i came first gasping forbreath to finish i ran and collapsed into a fit like convulsion on the grassthe doctor was watching the finish of the sprints and came and saw mewhite and collapsed and wanted to bar me from sprintingi managed to convince him that i was only out of breath and this was notdangerous that i had to continue as i was running for the school teamhe was reluctant but kept quitei am fourteen years of ageit is marathon season running three miles in darjeelingi am trying harder and harder at these practise runsi must come first as my mother is coming to this years prize ceremonyalways the same route this point is two miles into the runfinal mile left the worst point of the marathona 60 degrees steep uphill road almost two hundred metres longwe hate this part the most at the most tiring stretch of the runi decide that i must run with all my strength up to this pointand from here downhill the last mile it is easy

i always have seen the tibetan gompa on top of this hillstopping here every time to get a break and rest a minute or soi have put all my best efforts and am timing my run todaytotally exhausted i reach the bottom of the hillno rest must rush uphill and then restmy legs today are really heavy and am suffering crampsrunning uphill i reach the topcramps have set inand am dead tired todayi fall downi hear the gompa bells ringingand feel a strong energy pulling me towards the soundi try to lift my body but cannotit is heavy like a rockwhat has happened todayi suddenly feel a huge ball of lightflying out of my body towards the gompai can see the gompa clearlylying there on the groundits golden pagoda shining with such tremendous lightthe whole surrounding is on fireand dancing in a brilliant blue and glowing softlytibetan lamas walking and sitting around the gompai cannot believe itam i standing or on the ground unconscioushow can i see through such a distancei remain totally confused in this strange and intoxicated state

i can see others running by me i can see others in the near distancei must continue my marathon runand as if by magic i stand up like a featheram so fresh and exploding with life as if i have just started my runi feel my legs flying off the groundthey are not even touching the earthhow is this happeningi can almost sprint the last mile i feel like a supermanjust laughing my last mile as if i have found some new unknown secreti finish the three mile marathon and want to run another three milesthe marathon run was just too shorti start running up towards the school another mile and a halfmy friends are shocked they all think that i have cheatedtaken a shortcut or taken a car ride in the middlei do not want to talk about this to my friends or the doctoralready the doctor has stopped me from runningi remember a very close school friend of mine mazumdarwho was a mathematical geniushe was so close to me i could confide in him about my unusual experienceshe always heard me and somehow i felt he understoodone morning he ran away the whole school went on red alert looking for himnowhere to be found the police were sent to searchit took a few days till they discovered that he had run away to a tibetanmonastery and actually asked to become a monkthey finally brought him back to school and his parents were calleddue to his absolute resolution they allowed him to become a monkthis incident haunted me for the next few years and i admiredhim immensely and wished that i had such courage to become a monk

mountain trekking camping to tongaloofor the duke of edinburghs award schemeam walking to tongaloothe last four hours through thick dense forestit had been raining and now beginning to get mistyi have lost track of our school camping group which has gone far aheadtired i sit down on moss covered rockssuddenly i realise that i am all alone and lost in this deep forestthe air is getting more and more silentand i begin to hear it buzzing louder and louderlike thousands of bees descending into my earsscared i want to runbut am frozen stillis it fear or has my body just become too heavy to movethe whole forest is buzzing and becoming alivethe trees are becoming greener and brighterthey seem to be alive and flowing towards me like wateri can almost feel them touching me from a distancepulling me towards themthe buzzing in my ears has become unbearablealmost bursting my eardrumsthen suddenly a silence descendsand out of nowhere a huge dark space floats over me like a clouddark and darker and soft like velvet it envelopes me completely

i fall into a dark unconscious spacei want to move and struggle but am completely paralysedand have no will over my limbs or bodyit has become heavy like lead and i fall unconscioushours later i wake upi do not know how much time has passed it is getting darkthe buzz in the forest has become louder but gentlerand my mouth sweeteri am intoxicated with the soundi stand up weightlessly i seem to be floating in the airsomething has picked me up and i walk as if on wingscompletely floating and lighton my three month winter holiday to bombaymy parents continue to worry about the frail condition of my bodyand my strong aversion to food i hate to eat during the dayand have a habit to eat once a day only in the eveningin the morning i always drink twenty cups or a large jug of watery teavery light with no milk it was accepted as i grew up in darjeelingand tea was our favourite beverage i never ate breakfast nor eat lunchand my father always bribed me with 10 rupees for every chapatti i ate

i had this odd habit of always eating in a bowl and if served on a platei angrily threw or broke it and having eaten one bowl of food i adamantlyrefused to eat more i was very stubborn and this was the only way theycould have me eat even if only once a dayalthough i never became sick my health was a constant worry for my parentsonly suffering from strange experiences which they blamed on my eating littlei clearly remember spending one sunday at the beachmaking sand castles and breaking them to build bigger onesenjoying the chat stalls and the horse ridesit is becoming sunsetmy body feels tired and i want to go home to sleepbut our friends insist that we stay till it gets darki am tired and lie on the sandcan feel the sun setting the air changingin my belly a strange heavy vibration from the setting sunthe sound of the ocean waves all day starts to drown into mei want to go home and again some strange fear grips mei feel that i am drowning into the ocean into the wavesi cannot swim i start to cry and they finally decide we can go homehome in my room tired and sleepyit is dark but the sound of the waves is filling my earsbecoming deeper and deeperand the fear of drowning keeps me awakesuddenly the room seems to become even darkerand i cannot see anythingi feel the darkness swallow me upand i can feel that i am falling falling falling fallingendlessly falling and i need to hold onto something quicklyi am sweating with fear and unable to do anythingthe falling just continuesi have to get used to this condition