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| Osho |
Whether we agreed with him or not, that madman loved books! I call him madman not because of disrespect but because he said he was anyway.
And how do I know he loved books? I don't. But you don't argue with a madman or contradict him. Osho said he had read over 150,000 books! Click here to watch him talk of his love for books.
And he had over 650 books to his credit too. Of course he couldn't have written that many books himself. He spoke and his scribes recorded and compiled them into books.
And I am glad they did. I have read several of his books,
That guy could really discourse on any subject, from ant to zygote. But you need to keep an open mind or you might be incensed by some of the things he said.
I remember I was in a bus on my way to visit a friend in Kuantan many years ago and I had this tome of his called "The Secret" that I was struggling to hold because of the bus. However I was so engrossed in reading the book that before I knew it, we had reached Kuantan.
Did I agree with everything he said? Of course not. If I did, I wouldn't be thinking. And Osho was not someone you could agree or disagree with really. He contradicted himself left, right and center. But in all this madness you could detect a consistency nevertheless.
But the book of his that I truly enjoyed was his own story, his autobiography - "Glimpses Of A Golden Childhood".
I was saying that of all his books, I loved Osho's own story, his autobiography - "Glimpses Of A Golden Childhood". I liked it not only for the tales he told - and who cared whether they were true or not! - but also the way they were told. The story meanders and wanders, a drip her and a drop there. A detour here and a detour there. A slip here and a fall there. But everything always coming together nicely. It's almost alive - the book, that is!
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