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CHAPTER 21. PERSONALITY: THE CARBON COP-OUT A strange thing happened – and if you trust life, strange things go on happening. He gave me ninety-nine percent out of a hundred. He wrote a special note on the paper that he was not giving a hundred percent because that would look a little too much; that’s why he had cut the one percent, ”But the paper deserves one hundred percent. I am a miser,” he wrote on his note. I read the note; Karpatri showed it to me saying, ”Just look at this note: ’I am a miser, I have never gone above fifty in my whole life; the best I have given is fifty percent.’” But what appealed to him were my strange answers, that he had never received before. And that was his whole life’s effort – that a student of philosophy should not be like a parrot, just repeating what is written in the textbook. The moment he would see that it was just a textbook thing, he was no more interested in it. He was a thinker and he wanted you to say something new. And with me the problem was I had no idea of the textbooks, so anything that I was writing could not be from the textbooks – that much was certain. And he loved it for the simple reason that I am not bookish. I answered on my own. He appointed, for my viva voce, one Mohammedan professor of Allahabad university. He was thought to be a very strict man. And even Doctor Karpatri told me, ”He is a very strict man, so be careful.” I said to him, ”I am always careful whether the man is strict or not. I don’t care about the man, I simply am careful. The man is not the point: even if there is nobody in the room, I am still careful.” He said, ”I would love to be present and see it because I have heard about this man that he is really hard.” So he came. That was very rare. The head of my department was there, the vice-chancellor was there, and Doctor Karpatri. He asked special permission from the Mohammedan professor, Sir Saiyad, ”Can I be present? I just want to see this, because you are known as the hardest examiner, and I know this boy – he is also, in his way, as hard as you are. So I want to see what happens.” And my professor, Doctor S.K. Saxena, who loved me so much, just like a son, and cared for me in every possible way.... He would even go out of his way to take care of me. For example every morning when the examinations were on, he would come to the university, to my hostel room, to pick me up in his car and leave me in the examination hall, because he was not certain – I may go, I may not go. So for those few days while the examinations were on... and it was very difficult for him to get up that early. He lived four, five miles away from the hostel, and he was a man who loved drinking, sleeping late. His classes never began before one o’clock in the afternoon because only by that time was he ready. But to pick me up, because the examination started at seven-thirty, at seven exactly he was in front of my room. I asked him, ”Why do you waste thirty minutes? – because from here it is just a one-minute drive to the examination hall.” He said, ”These thirty minutes are so that if you are not here then I can find where you are – because I am not certain about you. Once you are inside the hall and the door is closed, then I take a deep breath of relief, that now you will do something, and we will see what happens.” From Ignorance to Innocence 298 Osho

CHAPTER 21. PERSONALITY: THE CARBON COP-OUT So Doctor Karpatri was there at the viva voce, and he was continually hitting my leg, reminding me that that man was really.... So I asked Sir Saiyad, ”One thing: first you prevent my professor, who is hitting my leg again and again, telling me not to be outrageous, not to be in any way mischievous. He told me before, ’Whenever I hit your leg, that means you are going astray, and this will be difficult.’ So please stop this man first. This is a strange situation that somebody is being examined and somebody else is hitting his leg. This is inconvenient. What do you think?” He said, ”Certainly this is inconvenient,” but he laughed. And I said, ”My vice-chancellor has told me the same: ’Be very careful.’ But I can’t be more careful than I am. Just start!” He asked me a simple question, my answer to which my professor thought mischievous. The vicechancellor thought it mischievous, because I destroyed the whole thing.... He asked, ”What is Indian philosophy?” I told him, ”In the first place philosophy is only philosophy. It cannot be Indian, Chinese, German, Japanese – philosophy is simply philosophy. What are you asking? Philosophy is philosophizing; whether a man philosophizes in Greece or in India or in Jerusalem, what difference does it make? Geography has no impact; nor have the boundaries of a nation any impact on philosophy. So first drop that word ”Indian”, which is wrong. Ask me simply,’What is philosophy?’ You please drop it and ask the question again.” The man looked at my vice-chancellor and he said, ”You are right; the student is also hard! He has a point, but now it will be difficult for me to ask any questions because I know he will make a mockery of my questions.” So he said, ”I accept! What is philosophy? – because that question you have put yourself.” I said to him, ”It is strange that you have been a professor of philosophy for many years and you don’t know what philosophy is. I really cannot believe it.” And the interview was finished. He said to Doctor Karpatri, ”Don’t unnecessarily let me be harassed by this student. He will simply harass me.” And to me he said, ”You are passed. You needn’t be worried about passing.” I said, ”I am never worried about that; about that these two persons are worried. They somehow are forcing me to pass; I am trying my best to undo what they are trying to do, but they are pushing hard.” If you take anything as mischief, you have a certain prejudice. Once you understand that whatsoever I have done in my life... it may not be part of the formal behavior, it may not be the accepted etiquette, but then you are taking your standpoint from a certain prejudice. All things – and so many things have happened in such a small life that sometimes I wonder why so many things happened. They happened simply because I was always ready to jump into anything, never thinking twice what the consequences would be. From Ignorance to Innocence 299 Osho

CHAPTER 21. PERSONALITY: THE CARBON COP-OUT<br />

So Doc<strong>to</strong>r Karpatri was there at the viva voce, and he was continually hitting my leg, reminding me<br />

that that man was really.... So I asked Sir Saiyad, ”One thing: first you prevent my professor, who is<br />

hitting my leg again and again, telling me not <strong>to</strong> be outrageous, not <strong>to</strong> be in any way mischievous. He<br />

<strong>to</strong>ld me before, ’Whenever I hit your leg, that means you are going astray, and this will be difficult.’<br />

So please s<strong>to</strong>p this man first. This is a strange situation that somebody is being examined and<br />

somebody else is hitting his leg. This is inconvenient. What do you think?”<br />

He said, ”Certainly this is inconvenient,” but he laughed.<br />

And I said, ”My vice-chancellor has <strong>to</strong>ld me the same: ’Be very careful.’ But I can’t be more careful<br />

than I am. Just start!”<br />

He asked me a simple question, my answer <strong>to</strong> which my professor thought mischievous. The vicechancellor<br />

thought it mischievous, because I destroyed the whole thing.... He asked, ”What is Indian<br />

philosophy?”<br />

I <strong>to</strong>ld him, ”In the first place philosophy is only philosophy. It cannot be Indian, Chinese, German,<br />

Japanese – philosophy is simply philosophy. What are you asking? Philosophy is philosophizing;<br />

whether a man philosophizes in Greece or in India or in Jerusalem, what difference does it make?<br />

Geography has no impact; nor have the boundaries of a nation any impact on philosophy. So first<br />

drop that word ”Indian”, which is wrong. Ask me simply,’What is philosophy?’ You please drop it and<br />

ask the question again.”<br />

The man looked at my vice-chancellor and he said, ”You are right; the student is also hard! He has a<br />

point, but now it will be difficult for me <strong>to</strong> ask any questions because I know he will make a mockery<br />

of my questions.” So he said, ”I accept! What is philosophy? – because that question you have put<br />

yourself.”<br />

I said <strong>to</strong> him, ”It is strange that you have been a professor of philosophy for many years and you<br />

don’t know what philosophy is. I really cannot believe it.” And the interview was finished.<br />

He said <strong>to</strong> Doc<strong>to</strong>r Karpatri, ”Don’t unnecessarily let me be harassed by this student. He will simply<br />

harass me.” And <strong>to</strong> me he said, ”You are passed. You needn’t be worried about passing.”<br />

I said, ”I am never worried about that; about that these two persons are worried. They somehow<br />

are forcing me <strong>to</strong> pass; I am trying my best <strong>to</strong> undo what they are trying <strong>to</strong> do, but they are pushing<br />

hard.”<br />

If you take anything as mischief, you have a certain prejudice. Once you understand that whatsoever<br />

I have done in my life... it may not be part of the formal behavior, it may not be the accepted etiquette,<br />

but then you are taking your standpoint from a certain prejudice.<br />

All things – and so many things have happened in such a small life that sometimes I wonder why so<br />

many things happened.<br />

They happened simply because I was always ready <strong>to</strong> jump in<strong>to</strong> anything, never thinking twice what<br />

the consequences would be.<br />

<strong>From</strong> <strong>Ignorance</strong> <strong>to</strong> <strong>Innocence</strong> 299 <strong>Osho</strong>

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