THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
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<strong>THE</strong> <strong>DHAMMAPADA</strong>: <strong>THE</strong> <strong>WAY</strong> <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BUDDHA</strong>, <strong>VOL</strong>. 9-<strong>12</strong> 173<br />
Aseema is a beautiful sannyasin. I have seen her two ex-husbands both have gone crazy! <strong>The</strong>n I started<br />
thinking, what is the matter? And both are beautiful people you know both. One is Sarvesh, the ventriloquist.<br />
He was perfectly okay before he met Aseema. Now this beautiful sannyasin has driven him mad! Another is<br />
Nikunj; Nikunj is mad. <strong>The</strong> whole credit goes to Aseema! Now, if anybody else is thinking to fall in love with<br />
Aseema, think twice! And then stop yourself!<br />
A woman goes to a palm reader.<br />
”Your husband will die a violent death,” she is told.<br />
”One more question,” she asks. ”Will I be acquitted?”<br />
A group of hikers passing a hillbilly’s cabin smiled as they saw the owner reclining in a rocking chair on the<br />
porch. <strong>The</strong>y noticed his wife going into the house via the front, and only door. A few seconds later they saw a<br />
wildcat leap through the open window.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y rushed up to the mountaineer. ”Do something quick!” someone shouted. ”A wildcat just leaped into your<br />
house and your wife is in there.” ”That’s his tough luck,” said the hillbilly. ”I never did like wildcats, anyway.”<br />
So, Neelam, meditate a little about yourself. Why is this poor man behaving as if he is mad?<br />
At the height of the unfortunate American involvement in East Asia, an owlish-looking young fellow approached<br />
the recruiting officer’s desk.<br />
”What must I do to get to Vietnam as soon as possible?” asked the prospective soldier.<br />
”Well, first you have to sign up,” exclaimed the officer with a grin.<br />
”Do volunteers have to take a physical?”<br />
”Certainly.”<br />
”Darn, that’ll slow me up. I wanna get to the front lines right away.”<br />
”In any case, you’d have to go to boot camp for training,” explained the officer. ”Nobody goes where the<br />
fighting is until he’s properly trained.” ”<strong>The</strong>n at least will the army fly me to Vietnam? I’d hate to go there by<br />
slow boat.”<br />
”What are you so all-fired anxious about?” growled the army man. ”Don’t you realize you could get killed or<br />
wounded over there?”<br />
”So I get killed or wounded. What’s the difference, as long as I’m getting all the glory?”<br />
”Listen, buddy,” snapped the recruiter, ”why don’t you go home and forget the whole thing? You’re crazy!”<br />
<strong>The</strong> young fellow abruptly reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a paper and thrust it into the army officer’s<br />
hands.<br />
”Here,” he said quickly. ”Just sign!”<br />
Enough for today.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Dhammapada: <strong>The</strong> Way of the Buddha, Vole 10<br />
Chapter 11 All is not lost, but time is running short<br />
<strong>The</strong> first question:<br />
Question 1<br />
BELOVED MASTER, WHY ARE YOU BEING CONTINUOUSLY MISUNDERSTOOD AND MISINTER-<br />
PRETED BY PEOPLE?<br />
Rajesh, it is absolutely inevitable, it is unavoidable. It has to be so. It is part of the destiny of those who<br />
speak the truth. <strong>The</strong>y are bound to be misunderstood, misinterpreted. If they were not misunderstood, not<br />
misinterpreted, that would be a miracle. It has not happened up to now and there is no hope that it is ever going<br />
to happen.<br />
Buddhas have always been misunderstood for the simple reason that they speak from a totally different vision<br />
which is not available to the masses. <strong>The</strong>y speak from a totally different experience. <strong>The</strong>ir experience is such that<br />
it cannot be expressed through words, yet they try to express it through words they try to do the impossible.<br />
Saying it through words creates trouble. <strong>The</strong>y use words in their own way, they give the words their own color,<br />
but when those words reach you they have lost all the meaning that was given by the awakened ones. Immediately<br />
you interpret them, you translate them into your experience.<br />
Buddhas speak from sunlit peaks and you live in dark valleys. <strong>The</strong>y talk about light and you have never seen<br />
light. <strong>The</strong>y talk about eyes and you have not even dreamed about eyes. <strong>The</strong>y talk about eternity and all that<br />
you know is time; all that you know is temporary and they talk of that which never changes, which is always the<br />
same, which abides. It is unbridgeable, the gap. Unless you become also conscious it remains unbridgeable.<br />
Hence only a few disciples, slowly, slowly attain to the meaning of the masters. Very slowly a few people become<br />
awakened, they come out of their sleep. It is arduous, too, because all that you know about your life is your sleep