When I was a postgraduate in the university, one very beautiful girl was also studying the same subjects as me.
For two years we remained studying the same subjects – philosophy, religion and
psychology – and then finally we had to depart.
She was a rich girl, the daughter of the collector of the city. I had gone out. Her car was waiting – and perhaps she was also waiting; there was no need for her to sit inside the car and wait.
It took two years for her to say to me, ”I have been very much frustrated. I wanted you to say to me, ‘I love you.’”
I said, ”Love is not an expectation; and if it is an expectation, frustration is bound to happen.”
Why does the whole world look so frustrated?
For the simple reason that you have so many expectations.
I told the girl, ”What you are saying today you should have told me the first time you started feeling love towards me.”
She said, ”The gone is gone; we cannot go back to the past. But this is my last day in the city. I was staying with my father here, because he is the collector, but my whole family lives in New Delhi.
By the evening I will be gone.
So I gathered courage and asked you, ‘I love you.
Can you not promise me that whenever you will love I should be given the priority?’”
I said, ”I cannot promise about the future – the future is absolutely unknown.
I cannot even promise for tomorrow or the next moment.”
To me, promising shows the retardedness of the mind.
Every promise is going to be a trouble because you are unaware of a simple fact: the future is absolutely unknown.
Where you will land tomorrow nobody knows.
Any promise is irreligious, because it shows a stupid mind that cannot understand the future.
OshO
