Osho in our Homeland, Nepal
On this day of His arrival, at the airport of this valley, thousands of us, all disciples of Osho were decorating the airport path with flowers, lighted lamps, incense and multi coloured festival powder. On either sides of the path, we had put rows of hundreds of water-filled pots. And thousands of us were waiting for Him with flowers and banners, in our hands with welcome songs to Osho our Master. All of us were in full swing, preparing for the welcome of our beloved Master, in our homeland, Nepal Just as the Himalayan ranges brightens it's colours from lustrous silver, into luminous gold, at sunrise, so did the arrival of His plane coming towards the valley, illuminated our hearts, the hearts of thousands of sanyasins and seekers here, with joy and enthusiasm. His plane, encircling the forest clad mountains that surrounded the valley and landed at the airport. Dressed elegantly in a sky-blue robe, Osho stepped out of the plane gracefully with a loving smile. We welcomed Him with joy, bowing down to His feet and offering flowers and garlands to Him. As He came out of the airport exit, all of us ran towards Him. We were jumping with ecstasy calling His name Bhagwan! Bhagwan! from the depths of our hearts. We paved His path with flowers and greeted Him bowing down to his Divine feet. He returned our greetings with loving glance to each of us. This scene of the thousands of us, all the disciples meeting Him our beloved Master, looked so majestic, so wonderful, so poetic beyond the expression of words. He was full of love and compassion & was standing in the pathway of the airport with some of us, behind the crowd, jumping higher and higher to have a clearer glimpse of Him. The more we saw Him the more we longed to have one more glimpse of Him. It was hilarious to watch how the police had to run forward to give Him way towards the car awaiting Him to take Him to the place of His stay. With the musical band which is usually played here, according to the traditional culture here in the spiritual pilgrimage of the divine chariot.. His car started moving in full decoration with the flowers and garlands. We danced and sang along with the musician following His car. A complete motorcade consisting of enormous vehicles, private cars, taxies, motor-cycles and bicycles followed Him , the Blessed one all the way to His place of stay, The Hotel Soaltee Crowne Plaza. The cameraman and videoman joined us too, thrilled by His love and joy. He reached the Hotel Soaltee Crowne Plaza , the three hundred- room hotel, where more of the disciples were waiting for Him. We welcomed Him with great joy. We bowed down to His feet with tears of gratitude, for accepting our invitation, by visiting us in Nepal, for fulfilling our years of longing and our prayers. It was almost impossible for Him to go to His room, on the fourth floor of the Hotel, leaving the joyously crying disciples behind. A few minutes after His arrival, Osho gave a press conference in His sitting-room. He gave His second press conference on the same day in the evening & gave the third press conference to the seventy-five journalists with His disciples at His feet, amidst hundreds of influencial Nepalese people. Just few minutes before His lecture, all their questions along with ours, all His disciple's questions would be taken to Him .He had very limited time to go through and the limited time to answer just a few of them, but through others He answered all. Daily, in the mornings and evenings hundreds of disciples and visitors lined up from outside His room to the garden of the hotel, waiting to have His Darshan. He would come out of His small room to the vast open space outside, returning our joyous greetings all along the way. In the wonderful garden of the magnificent hotel, He looked like a "Mystic Rose ", amidst multi-coloured flowers and various trees. We were fulfilled and nourished with the fragrance of love and bliss emanating from his presence. His rhythmic, conscious movement of His feet in harmony with the unknown melodies of the silence of the Himalayan mountains, still lingers in our memories. Here in the Hotel ,amidst the busy people rushing around here and there in the offices, in the shops, in the restaurants and the health clubs. Amidst the fully busy disciples, moving around like a cyclone, arranging this and that.. Amidst the disciples continuously answering phone calls from sanyasins all over the world, who were inquiring about Him and searching sanyasins from different countries, for their phone calls . Amidst those hurriedly going to the market with the sanyasins who came with Him for His as well as their personal purchasing. Amidst those searching for a place, a house for Him. Amidst those preparing for His lectures, He looked so centered, as in ultimate relaxation and rest,, like a center of the cyclone ,of busy disciples . Those days, this Katmandu valley looked to us as a paradise. A paradise of love with the presence of the one, we so much love the one to whom thousands of us worship .With His presence, the presence of our Emperor of our heart our beloved Osho this Himalayan valley looked too wonderful to us. |
