A few days later, one afternoon, I just walk out of the bathroom after cleaning it and there is a big explosion. I can't understand what has happened. I peep into Osho's room and He is sitting in His chair with His eyes closed as if nothing has happened. In confusion I go back to the bathroom. I am shocked to find pieces of glass all over the floor and in the bathtub. One light bulb had fallen from the ceiling and hit the glass shelf, I come out and find a friend to help clean all the mess as fast as we can as it is almost time for Osho's afternoon shower.
While picking up the
glass pieces from the floor I think what a miracle. If the bulb would have
fallen two or three seconds before it would have hit my head.