ONE HUNDRED TALES FOR TEN THOUSAND BUDDHAS by Ma Dharm Jyoti

Tale 42
 
    Osho decides to speak in the living room of His cottage every morning and evening. As there is only one bathroom I get up early to take my shower and then get the bathroom ready for Him. In the living room  I have a mattress on the floor which I sleep on during the night, and  in the morning I fold it up and cover it with a white sheet and keep some pillows to make a comfortable seat  for Osho to sit on while speaking.  During discourse, I sit near Him with my little cassette recorder.  Friends are allowed to ask questions during discourse. It is more like an intimate dialogue than a discourse. Every day He is taking us deeper into the mystery of existence. I am listening to Him and at the same time watching the recording indicator needles moving, giving me the signal of the volume. When one side of the tape is about to finish I slowly press the stop button and I observe Osho stops speaking till the recorder is on again.

     I appreciate His concern about every little thing. In the morning He asks me if I slept well in the night. I donít find any words to express my gratitude to Him for allowing me to sleep on the same mattress on which He sits twice a day for nearly two hours at a time.
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