Question - It's the brilliance and cleverness,
that which thinks and judges. What is the unfamiliar? It's
enlightenment, nirvana, true thusness, the buddha-nature -- where there
is no thought or discrimination, where figuring and calculating cannot
reach, where there's no way for you to use your mental arrangements.
Osho - Ta Hui is important for you to understand, because he is a
representative of thousands of intellectuals in the world who go on
deceiving themselves because they can consistently, logically, think
about experiences that have not happened to them. Perhaps they are
influenced by people who have actually experienced, and that impact is
so great that they start believing that certainly such things happen.
Then they are capable of intellectual systematizing -- and they can go
on systematizing -- but underneath they don't know a thing.
These people are the theologians, these people are religious heads,
these people are philosophers, these people are great professors. These
people dominate humanity, and they are the wrong people -- wrong because
they are dishonest, wrong because they don't accept that it is not their
experience. They simply go on fabricating beautiful words and theories
and creating an illusion in the minds of people that perhaps they are
authentic seers, enlightened people.
I will tell you an actual incident that happened, just at the beginning
of this century. One young man, Ramateertha, was a professor of
mathematics in Lahore University, and he was certainly a genius. He is
well known for this incident -- perhaps nobody else has done it this
way... In examinations, the question paper comes with a note, "Answer
any five out of the seven questions." When he was a student this was his
consistent practice: he would answer all seven questions with a note,
"Examine any five questions."
He always answered all seven questions exactly right, so there was no
problem for him -- you could choose any five yourself, whichever ones
you wanted to examine. When he passed his post-graduation -- he topped
the university in mathematics, he was a gold medalist -- he was
immediately appointed as a professor. He had the caliber of a great
intellectual. And just then Vivekananda returned from America.
Vivekananda was a monk and a disciple of Ramakrishna, who was an
enlightened man but uneducated. Ramakrishna was not articulate enough to
manage to say something about his experience, so he had chosen
Vivekananda, who was a very intelligent person, from the cream of
Bengal's intelligentsia. Vivekananda impressed people all over the
world, wherever he went; now he had come back from America and was going
around India. He came to Lahore, to the university where Ramateertha was
a professor, and Ramateertha was so much impressed by Vivekananda that
he wanted to be initiated by him immediately.
Vivekananda himself was just an intellectual, but a very forceful
personality, a very imposing personality. He appealed to Ramateertha
immediately because they were both intellectuals, so there was
immediately a harmony, a synchronicity between their minds. Vivekananda
initiated him into sannyas, and Ramateertha left for a world tour
himself.
Ramateertha was far more articulate than Vivekananda himself, far more
poetic, far more impressive... not as a personality, because Vivekananda
looked like a giant -- he had a huge body -- but Ramateertha seems to
have been far superior, intellectually. In particular, he was so much
drowned in Persian, Arabic, and Urdu poetry, which are all unique as far
as their mysticism is concerned -- they all belong to the Sufi tradition
of mystics.
So Ramateertha had some new area about which Vivekananda had no
knowledge. He also impressed people very much wherever he went. And the
problem with the mind is that if people are impressed by you, slowly,
slowly, it has a feedback effect. Because they get impressed by you, you
become impressed by yourself: "I must be carrying some great message;
otherwise why are so many people mad about me?" He became convinced that
he was enlightened. The crowd that was following him everywhere
convinced him that he was enlightened.
When he came back to India, he was imagining a great reception...
Naturally, an enlightened person coming back home, after impressing the
whole world... He went directly to Varanasi, which has been the Hindu
citadel for centuries, and where the Hindu learned people have their
council which decides who is enlightened and who is not. None of these
learned people is enlightened, but they are immensely learned as far as
scriptures are concerned. So Ramateertha first approached the council of
the learned to get recognition.
Now to me, even the idea of getting recognition from someone means you
are not certain about your own attainment -- you are asking recognition
from those who are not enlightened! On what grounds do they have the
authority to recognize you?
In the first place, your asking makes it certain that you are not
enlightened. Secondly, you are asking people who are not enlightened
themselves -- that reinforces that you don't understand what
enlightenment is. It never needs anybody's recognition; it is a
self-evident phenomenon. Even if the whole world says you are not
enlightened, it does not matter. And even if the whole world says you
are enlightened and you are not, then too, you will not become
enlightened.
Something very strange happened there: one scholar of the council asked
Ramateertha -- It was sheer stupidity for Ramateertha to go to the
council -- one scholar asked, "Do you know Sanskrit?" And Ramateertha
had no knowledge of Sanskrit, because he came from the part that is now
in Pakistan. It was a Mohammedan area; there the language of the learned
people was Arabic, Persian, Urdu. It was not the part where Sanskrit had
any influence. So he was very deeply rooted in Persian and Arabic
literature, and certainly Sufi literature has a beauty which Sanskrit
literature does not have.
Sanskrit literature is very dry, like mathematics. Sufi literature is
pure poetry. It has a certain juiciness about it, because the whole of
Sufism is based on a foundation of love. Sufis are the only people in
the world who think of God as the beloved, like a girlfriend. Naturally
they have written beautiful poetry for the beloved. God is not a man,
but a beautiful woman! No poetry can reach to the heights of Sufi
poetry.
Ramateertha was at a loss. He said, "No, I don't know anything about
Sanskrit. I come from the part of the country where Sanskrit is far
away; even Hindi is not spoken.
All those scholars laughed, and they said, "Without knowing Sanskrit, do
you think one can become enlightened? First learn Sanskrit."
I can forgive all those idiots, but I cannot forgive Ramateertha,
because he started learning Sanskrit! -- just to get the recognition
from unenlightened people that he is enlightened.
I have always liked his discourses, but I have always found places in
them which show decisively that the man is only an intellectual. He has
no experience of his own. He knows beautiful poetry, he can talk in a
very poetic way; he knows beautiful Sufi stories, he can explain those
stories very impressively. But he himself is a beggar -- his bowl is
empty.
Such is the situation of Ta Hui. Understanding Ta Hui will help you to
understand many others who are in the same boat.
Ramateertha went to the Himalayas, to a small state called Tihri Garhwal.
The king of that state was very much impressed by Ramateertha, so he
made him a special bungalow in the mountains, where he was learning
Sanskrit in order to be recognized.
One day it happened... Ramateertha had a secretary, a certain Sardar
Pooran Singh who was a great writer in Punjabi, certainly a very refined
writer -- his prose is almost like poetry. He was so impressed by
Ramateertha that he dropped his job, became Ramateertha's secretary and
was taking care of his body, his letters and the correspondence from all
over the world...
One day, looking out of the window, Ramateertha saw his wife coming. He
had been married, but he had renounced his poor wife and become a
sannyasin. The wife was so poor that she was doing all kinds of jobs in
the village, grinding people's wheat or washing people's clothes. She
did not even have the tickets for traveling...
When she heard that Ramateertha was in Tihri Garhwal, she had sold a few
ornaments that had been given to her at the time of their marriage. She
just wanted to touch the feet of Ramateertha. She had not come to
complain -- she was really glad. In the East that has been the
tradition: if the husband becomes a world-renowned sannyasin... even
though the wife was living in rotten circumstances, still she was very
happy that she had a husband whose name would go down in the corridors
of history.
When Ramateertha saw his wife coming, he told Sardar Pooran Singh,
"Close the window and close the door, and go out on the veranda. My wife
is coming. Tell her that I am not here, that I have gone into seclusion
in the forest, and nobody knows when I am supposed to return. Just
somehow get rid of her."
Sardar Pooran Singh was a very sincere man. He said, "This is strange,
because I have seen you allowing people, both men and women, to see you.
Why are you preventing your own wife, whom you have renounced? Now she
is no longer any relation to you. Your preventing her means that deep
down your mind still believes that she is your wife. Why are you
discriminating between other women and her? And why are you so afraid?
"Certainly that poor woman cannot do anything to you. It must be
something inside you of which you are afraid. I am not going to close
the window or the door. And I cannot lie to the woman. You have to
decide one thing: either you have to see her or I am no longer your
secretary, no longer your disciple. I am going."
Ramateertha could not afford for Pooran Singh to go. He was dependent on
him for everything. So he said, "Okay, if you insist, I will see her."
And his wife came with tears of joy and just touched the earth, not even
his feet. And Pooran Singh wrote in his diary, "Even my tears started
flowing. The woman is so respectful, she does not consider him her
husband anymore. He has become so divine to her that even to touch his
feet will be defiling him."
Pooran Singh touched the feet of Ramateertha's wife. He said, "To me you
are more religious and more understanding than Ramateertha." And
Ramateertha felt so ashamed... you will not believe what he did: he
immediately changed his clothes. He was wearing the orange robe of a
Hindu sannyasin. He dropped that and took clothes from Sardar Pooran
Singh -- ordinary clothes, not those of a sannyasin. Sardar Pooran Singh
asked, "What are you doing?"
Ramateertha said, "I am so ashamed. I am not enlightened; I am not even
worthy to be called a sannyasin. The recognition has come to me,
although late, but still it is good that it has come to me. I have been
believing that I am enlightened, that I have renounced the world. No,
seeing my wife I could see all my lust, all my repressed sexuality. I am
not worthy of these orange clothes." And then he went out of the
bungalow, and jumped from the mountains into the Ganges -- the Ganges
flows just nearby, coming down from the mountains. He committed suicide.
But such is the hypocrisy of the society that the same learned people
who refused to accept him as enlightened started saying that he had
"renounced his body" -- not that he committed suicide, not that he had
committed a crime. Their actual word is jal samadhi: "He has dropped
into the water and become one with existence."
And still there exists a Ramateertha League, and there are followers...
and his books are published, and people are reading those books in order
to become enlightened.
Intellect can deceive you, can deceive others.
Beware of the intellect.
Beware of the mind.
Be very careful; don't be impressed easily. Certainly don't be impressed
through intellect. If suddenly a connection happens from being to being,
that's another matter.
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