Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The Message Beyond Words

2012 – A very scary number to a lot of us. Without heeding the destiny’s way, I’m back in my blogger with my first blog for this year and with a resolution to write about every book that I’m going to read this year. I seriously doubt that I have got this ‘I-can-write-only-when-I-feel-like-writing’ syndrome. In order to get rid of that thought and to write regularly, I’ve sworn that I’ll compose a write-up on every book that I would read henceforth.

In spite of having seen my father reading Osho’s books for almost a decade, I wonder why I didn’t grow curious to try Osho’s works. The realization hit me in the month of December 2011 and I dove into a book called ‘The Message Beyond Words’.

The Message Beyond Words (TMBW) – 504 Pages
TMBW is Osho’s interpretations of Kathopanishad, which is the conversation between a boy called ‘Nachiketa’ and ‘Yama’, the Lord of Death. Most of the Osho’s books are the written forms of his extemporaneous discourses and TMBW is one among them. I picked up the book thinking that I would get elucidated on the most mysterious thing called Death. However, I should own up that I am more confused now. Going by the words of Osho, in a way, it’s good to stay confused and restless.

The book starts with Lao Tzu’s quote on ‘Truth’ – ‘The truth that can be spoken is not the truth’, which is a controversial statement by itself. In a way, I agreed, but from another perspective, the quote bewildered me. Despite of pondering, I couldn’t get settled with my thoughts, forced myself to go ahead reading without applying logic and intellect. I quelled the rationales and chose to simply move with the flow. I also established the reason for conflicts. It’s just that I’m new to the world of Metaphysics. Little did I understand then, that I had to unlearn quite a few things before trying to comprehend the words of a Mystic. The confusions which sprouted made me realise that I also lacked people who would love to discuss these things to throw some light.

As I was reading the book, at various places, I lifted my eyebrows, laughed out loud, shed a couple of tears and uttered ‘Wow’ vehemently. This blog records such things which pushed me into elation and also into disgust at times.

I fell in love with Osho’s definition of ‘Silence’. It’s time to forget the ‘pin-drop silence’ that we were taught in schools. According to Osho, Silence is all about emptying one’s mind. It’s the permanent truce between oneself and his / her mind. The question of practicality is unavoidable here. I have this question on how well one will be able to try this and succeed.

For Mommies and Daddies
I strongly recommend this book for all the parents to understand Osho’s philosophy of Parenting. Do you cosset your kids or does the rod do all the talking? You think that your children aren’t excelling at school? Perhaps, you must try reading this book. I am glad that I got some valuable inputs on the importance of choosing the right way to raise kids.

Sweet Dreams
My long-time quest on the interpretation of dreams has been strengthened by Osho. It’s good to know that I’m not wasting my time in trying to understand my dreams. Osho says that dreams convey messages about our future and about our unquenched desires. So I think I can just continue searching for a good dream interpreter.

It’s just a chemical reaction and not divine
A facile approach was handled by Osho when he talked about Sex. I couldn’t understand quite well about why he would preach abstinence. I was under an impression that Sex plays an important role in improving the bonding between the couple. Maybe, he targeted his Sanyassins and wanted them to practise celibacy.  

Many a time, even a logophile would run out of words to explain certain emotions. Osho says that quite a few enlightened people couldn’t find words to verbalise what they felt and gives a fitting example too. Kabir used paradoxical words to articulate his feeling. Like, “A fish climbing a tree.”
I really want to write about what I went through when I was reading about Kabir, which is not germane to this article. I had a vision, maybe a vision of a fish climbing a tree. I was quite sure that I wasn’t trying to visualize what I was reading, but had a déjà vu effect. I tried hard to recollect and firmly believed that I’ve seen a fish climbing a tree, which is again not possible. My husband intensified my woes stating that I was seeing such visions since I was just too worked up. Whatever be the logic that others might try to feed into me, I resolutely believe that it was a phenomenal experience.

Thanks to Wikipedia
Even if you don’t believe in ‘Metaphysics’, you still have got a reason to read this book. Osho talks about eminent personalities of various fields. I took use of ‘Wikipedia’ quite a few times to read about Julius Robert Oppenheimer, Carl Jung, Jiddu Krishnamurti, Kabir, Sigmund Freud, Alfred Adler, Vincent Van Gogh, Immanuel Kant, loads of Sufi Mystics, Mulla Nasruddin etc., It’s indeed a jaw-dropping experience to learn some interesting facts about the aforesaid people.

Bhagavad Gita
Osho urges us to understand ‘Bhagavad Gita’ and Lord Krishna. I was red-faced when I realised that I didn’t make effort to learn Bhagavad Gita all this while. Now I’m completely intrigued to read Osho’s interpretation of Bhagavad Gita and another book called ‘Krishna – The Man and His Philosophy’.

Did I lock the door?
How many times have you gone back to your car or to the door to check if you have locked it? Did you ever try to understand what makes us forget what we did? The fact is that we didn’t live at that moment. We would have been at the threshold locking the door, but would have been thinking about something else. TMBW made me understand the importance of doing things consciously.

A man should never cry!
Women have eyes and men have eyes too. Both the sexes have hearts, desires and encounter failures. But in the name of civilization, the poor men have been deprived of the rights to cry. Until I read TMBW, I believed that men should not cry too, but now I realise that there is nothing shameful in crying. Ultimately, it’s good to purge out and feel light.

In the beginning of this blog, I mentioned that I couldn’t understand and relate to quite a few things in TMBW. However after I read the last page of the book and caressed the cover, I realised that there is a mindscape. We have the ability to comprehend certain things effortlessly and find a lot of things absurd, just because we are incapable to understand. TMBW has perplexed me, but provoked to give a thought about things which I wouldn’t have known otherwise. 

If you are a book-buff, it’s worth living through all the 504 pages.