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I almost feel as if this interview is too precious to be printed.

I want to prot ect the flower of a love the likes of which I have never before come across. Viv ek has given us a gift. I am amazed, moved, excited, joyous at it! What I felt a s she spoke, crystal blue-grey eyes flashing, was a sudden perspective of the et ernity of love. It is something I felt when my father died. It is very humbling. Vivek breathes Osho, so you will find him very present here. She has been a sann yasin for seven years now, and her 'work' in the ashram is to take care of Osho - cooking, medicines, messages, his library, etcetera. She is one of two people who has direct access to Osho at any time; the other is Ma Yoga Laxmi. The Master/disciple relationship here is very spiritually intimate. We are given only according to our capacity to receive. The interview happened at tea-time, an afternoon ritual, in the kitchen where Os ho's food is prepared. Ma Yoga Astha was chopping vegetables, Ma Anand Nirgun wa s peeling beans, and Vivek and I were sitting on the floor, drinking tea, as the interview began... (Vivek is later known as Ma Prem Nirvano) Sudha: Could you tell your story of how you came to Osho? Vivek: Mmm, how I came... Well, it was in 1971. Actually it all started in 1970 when I was living in Europe, in Frankfurt. One day an Indian walked into our hou se, and none of us knew him, he wasn't a friend of anybody; he just walked in. W e all thought that he was a friend of somebody else, and they thought that he wa s a friend of so and so, and so on. He just stayed the night and the following morning when we all got together for breakfast, we all said to each other, "Well, whooz he?" (Vivek is laughing at th e joke) and none of us knew who he was. But he was so nice and he just fitted in to the house so well, we all decided that he could stay. We asked him how he cam e and he said he was walking and he passed the house and just felt to come in, s o he came in. He stayed for a couple of months, and then one day he decided that he was going back to his home, back to India. And when he said that, suddenly I just got this feeling, for no reason, just a feeling, that I was going to go with him. When I said that, everyone was just dumbfounded, because I was the type with a steady job and I had my own apartment and...well, I was very straight. So when they hea rd that I was going to go to India... Sudha: Going off with a stranger! Vivek: Actually, by then he wasn't so strange. He was quite nice. Then when the time came for me to go, still people didn't believe me. I got all my bags and I packed them up and I sold the apartment, threw in my job, and still nobody reall y believed that I was going to go. And then the day came, and they drove us to t he airport, and...I didn't know why, it was just a feeling that I was going to g o with him. And I didn't know what I was going to do there. I thought at the most I would vi sit the Himalayas, go to the mountains, but other than that I just had no idea. And then when I got to Bombay...(thoughtful)...when I got to Bombay I still didn 't know. I felt like turning back. And the first thing I saw in Bombay was a rat ! This huge rat that sat right at our feet! It was really amazing; that was the first rat I'd ever seen. Sudha: The first rat you'd ever seen! God! Vivek: Yes! Ever, ever seen! Yes. Then we got in a rickshaw and we drove through Santa Cruz to Bombay, and you know how it smells in Santa Cruz-ugh! And I kept thinking, "What am I doing here?" I didn't know what I was doing! I didn't know why I had come, and it certainly wasn't for Ravi-that's the name of the Indian f

ellow-and it wasn't to come to India at all. I was in a daze the whole trip, fro m the time I had decided till right up until, in fact, I met Osho. I was in a da ze, a complete daze, walking around Bombay in a complete daze. I was staying in Ravi's house with his parents, and everybody was out one day an d suddenly there was a knock at the door, and there stood an Australian, a Weste rner! So I said, "Come in, come in!" (laughs in renewed relief) I felt an instan t liking for him. And that night he said, "Let's go to a lecture of Acharya Rajn eesh." I said no, I don't want to go to any lecture. He said, "Just come." It wa s a Hindi lecture, thousands and thousands of Indians. I said, "No, I don't want to go," but I went anyway. I don't know why, I just went. We were a little late and Osho was already there, and he was sitting on the stag e, cross-legged, with a shawl. He was speaking in Hindi and I was right at the b ack. There were thousands of Indians! It was out in the open, in the Cross Maida n, near Churchgate. And Osho was like a tiny speck right from the back. We went forward, forward... Sudha: Oh, I can't bear it! Vivek: (continues, laughing) I walked up close and sat down and went whoops! Tha t was it, that was just it. Michael, the Australian, nudged me; he obviously wanted to leave, he had had eno ugh. And I said, "NO! No, I can't go! I have to stay." And so we stayed until th e end of the lecture. And then I was in more of a daze, because this was totally foreign to me...this sort of...being. I don't know-it was just totally foreign. I was completely taken. I didn't know what was happening or who this man was. An d then we went home. The next night he said, "There's a meditation camp at Mount Abu. Do you want to come?" And I said at first, "Oh no! I can't meditate. They will just throw me out." And he said, "It's not like that." He said, "Anyone can come, anyone can come." And so we went there, and I saw these people meditating , doing the Dynamic. Sudha: Did you do the Dynamic? Vivek: I saw these people doing the Dynamic and I hid in the bushes. For two day s I hid in the bushes! I didn't know what was happening to these people-they wer e doing all this deep breathing and catharting and the hoo and jumping up and do wn and laughing and crying and screaming and going naked! I didn't know quite wh at it was all about. And then one day, a quite l-a-r-g-e woman came up to me-you know her; it was Tar u-and she said, "The Acharya is seeing that you are not doing anything!" (laughi ng and scrunching up in mock fright) Ohhh! And I blurted out, "But I can't do th e breathing I'm really stuck on the breathing I can't do the breathing..." She s aid (in a very authoritative voice), "The Acharya wants to see you at three-thir ty." ('Archarya' mans 'teacher.' It is what Osho was called before many disciple s began to come and before he started initiating people into sannyas. Later on h e was called Bhagwan; 'Bhagwan' means 'the blessed one.') (All the kitchen in unison: Oh, ohhhh....) Vivek: I was sort of scared and at the same time excited. So I went to the Circu it House where Osho was staying, and one Indian woman who I don't know told me t o wait for a few minutes. I went to the door and I stood at the door, and Osho w as sitting on a chair cross-legged with just a lunghi on, and he was talking to an Indian. And as he was talking to the Indian he looked at me while I was stand ing at the door, and my knees buckled (giggling), they just buckled, and an Indi an standing behind me held me up. I think I must have gone limp. Then I went in, and Osho said, "Are you having trouble with the meditations?" An d I looked at him...and I looked out the window at the sky. I didn't answer his question. I couldn't. I wanted to but I couldn't. I just looked at the sky...for a few minutes. I don't know what happened but I think I might have passed out f

or a few minutes because I can't remember what happened in those few minutes. I must have come back from... I don't know...something. He told me how to do the m editations. He told me something else which I don't remember. And that was that. Another day, in the evening, when we were doing the Hoo (Tratak), Osho was up on the stage, and something happened that night. I wasn't a sannyasin yet. After t he meditation, when Osho was going into the car outside, he called me over, beca use I was just standing on the outside and everyone was just clamoring around hi m. He called me over and he put his arm around my shoulder and he said, "You're going to come and live with me. Come to Bombay and you'll live with me." And tha t was the first time he'd ever said anything like that. And when he said it he p ut his arm around my shoulder and I just leaned against his chest. It felt...it felt like a continuation of something that I had forgotten...that just came righ t back. And that night I couldn't sleep. I just sat on the balcony, and I knew that "Yes , of course! Yessss..." Then I began to relax into the meditations and into the camp. I think the next day one westerner came up to me when we were doing the fr ee expression, which was in the afternoon. She said, "You know (voice full of wa rning), the Acharya has his eye on you." (giggles) She told me to come and sit c loser, so I sat closer, just a few feet from where he was sitting. This is anoth er thing that happened to me-I just started crying, for no reason. You know when you just start crying and crying and you just can't stop? Sudha: It's so lovely. Vivek: And you don't even know why you're crying! And you just sit there and kee p crying and crying. And just tears pouring down and my nose pouring down (gestu ring what it felt like to have a runny nose in Osho's presence) and slobbering a nd drooling (laughter ringing through the kitchen). Also, at the same time it wa s very funny because there was a man sitting next to me, and he had a handkerchi ef on the floor-and I so wanted to get that handkerchief! I had one eye on this handkerchief. But I couldn't move my body to get this handkerchief, I couldn't m ove my hand. And I was looking at myself! I was like at a distance and I was loo king at myself, and I wanted to get that handkerchief and I couldn't, and I was just crying soooo much. Sudha: Had you ever had experiences like that before? Vivek: Never, never. It was all totally new to me. That camp was just explosion after explosion after explosion; every day something happened. I didn't know wha t was happening but I just allowed it-everything felt so beautiful, I just let e verything come in. And after that particular experience of just crying and cryin g, of just seeing my mind and seeing my body, after the meditation I just sat th ere. It was all hilly, all mountainous. and one girl came up to me and asked me what was happening and...it was...(at this point Vivek is speechless) it was tot ally beyond anything that I had read or felt. So that was how I started. Then I went back to Bombay and took sannyas. Sudha: At that point, had you consciously remembered anything about having been with Osho before? Vivek: No, not of being with Osho. A few days after I took sannyas he was giving lectures in English in his room, in his bedroom. There were so few people, mayb e thirty people. We were all gathered in a room, and I suddenly had a... There w ere so many people and everyone was talking, talking, talking. I was just sittin g on the bed. Something went click! (Vivek gestures with her hands, a thing that looks like a flip-over in her belly). It went shoop, shuushh, and I suddenly we nt in. And that was...whoosh (here we all laugh, I comment about the flip-flop t hat my own belly just did). I then had an experience of one past life; it wasn't with Osho. I didn't know anything about past lives.

Sudha: You wondered what was going on? Vivek: I didn't know anything about past lives or reincarnation or anything! I t hought the Christian way-you only have one life, your only life, and that's it. So when this happened I came back to this...1971 life... (Sudha: I am beginning to feel a sort of time disorientation just listening to V ivek speak. Because of this experience she obviously has a different perspective of time and space. I can feel it as she talks.) Vivek goes on: I didn't know if I was crazy or hallucinating. But another part o f my mind knew that what had happened was very real; it was something very authe ntic that had just happened. And I was completely spaced-out-I was not in that l ife, not in this life (she laughs, amused) and not anywhere. It was like I was o n planet Pluto. And then it was time to go into the lecture and I was sitting by the door-and I felt it happening again. It went click, whuup! and I think I passed out and some one took me out. All I remember is being back in the other room again. And at th e end of the lecture, Osho called to Laxmi's desk on the intercom and so I went in. He asked what was the matter, what happened. Of course he knew, he just want ed me to say it. One of the first thing Osho said to me after sannyas was, "Do you remember me? D o you remember anything about me?" (We are all giggling hysterically at this poi nt, with interjections of "Oh god!" and "I can't bear it!") And when he said tha t, again I went click. It goes like a click! It goes 'click,' like that. Literal ly everything gets turned inside-out. And the only thing that came out of my mou th was, "I remember that you're someone I loved very much." I didn't remember th en exactly who I was. The only thing that came was he is someone I loved very mu ch. And for me to say that at that time! I was still pretty straight. The time it did come was...(asking aside to Astha, "When was it that we came to Poona? In '73?")...after Osho told me. He asked me again if I could remember. I just wasn't clear. And that night as I was lying in bed, my death came back, whe n I died, and the house, and my father. My mother had left. She was something! S he had gone off to Pakistan with another man, she fell in love with him. I'm not sure if she left while I was still there (again laughing at the absurdity) or i f she left after I died. I think she left before I did. Then the feeling of my d eath came. Everyone was outside the house sitting on the veranda or in the garde n. But Osho was in the room, and I was just with him. Sudha: Did you enjoy it, the death? Do you remember being afraid, or did you sli p through it? (At this point I will explain that Vivek is actually referring to Osho in his present body. At the time he was about seventeen, two years older th an Vivek, or Shashi, was when she died.) Vivek: I was fighting at that time. Osho said that I was fighting also-because I just wanted to be with him, and I didn't want to leave him. It was, umm... (There is a deep, long silence of thirty or so seconds, an eternity. Vivek has h idden her face behind her long hair. She is crying. I look around for support-As tha's hand is slightly trembling as she continues to chop vegetables, Nirgun is holding a bean and staring into space. the love is dripping on the floor like ho ney.) ..Anyway, I came back! (speaking through her tears) Just before I died, I made h im promise that he would call me back, that wherever I was he would bring me bac k, and I made him promise that (smiling shyly) he...wouldn't go with another wom an, that he wouldn't get married! This I don't remember, this is what he told me . Sudha: (thoughtfully) He kept his promise.

Vivek: (still through her tears mixed with joy, laughing now) Yes. I remember th at the house where we lived was right next to the temple where Osho used to medi tate every day. This is how I saw him-he used to go to the temple and I used to see him when I was in the garden or looking out of the window. I used to see him ! He says I used to follow him into the temple (with a twinkle of mischief in he r eye) to annoy him! Sudha: And tempt him! Vivek: I didn't tempt him. I used to just plainly annoy him. And the temple is s ituated right on top of a cliff, and there is a river right down below. Sudha: Where was this? Vivek: In Gadarwara. Where Osho was born. This is the river that Osho often talk s about in the lectures, where he used to go swimming. A few times I used to go swimming with him. But usually he just wanted to be by himself. I was a tomboy t hen, and Osho says that he used to have to get one friend of his-his name was Sh yam-to guard the temple door, "So that Shashi doesn't come in and disturb me any more!" (Shashi was Vivek's name then) And I used to bring him food-chapattis and dahl. Sudha: To the temple? Vivek: Yes. So that after meditating he could eat. Sudha: How did it finally come to pass that you started to live with him? Vivek: Well, when he said that at Mount Abu, he again said it many, many times. "You're going to live with me." And I just kept saying, "When, when, when?" (lau ghing at her frustration) And he would say, "The time is not right." And then on e day he said, "Now you come in." I said, "Now?" He said, "Yes!" Just like that. And at first I didn't believe him because I had been waiting for two years. Sudha: That long? Vivek: Yes. I didn't start living there and start looking after him sort of perm anently, you know, doing everything for him, until '73. We moved to Poona in '74 , so it must have been in '73 that I totally looked after him and moved in. Ohhh ! As days went by I realized that he really meant it, and then when we moved to Po ona that somehow crystallized. Sudha: So your whole work and your whole meditation has been to look after him? Your whole everything! Vivek: Yes, yes. To look after his body. In a way I can see it needs a lot of lo oking after. In another way it doesn't need much looking after, you just have to float with it. I learned that it was much better than worrying myself sick abou t it which is what I used to do. I used to become so depressed when he became il l but now I have learned to accept what happens to his body and at the same time do the absolute best that I possibly can. It really helps his body if I don't b ecome unhappy about his illnesses. So now I look at the situation and just do everything I can do to help him. When he gets ill, you can't say "Okay, now what does he have? Give him this medicine or that medicine." You have to look at what he has, and look at his eyes, look at his face. And then you sort of see, "Well perhaps this will do." But you can' t say that because he has this thing and the doctors say you have to give him th at, that you just give him that. So you have to feel. Before, the first few year

s, he was...he wasn't...he was very...he wasn't helping in any way in the sense that... Sudha: He wasn't helping you to take care of him? Vivek: No! When he was ill he wouldn't say that he wasn't feeling well, but now he does. Now he helps too. He says, well this is happening and that's happening"Perhaps if you give me this drug it will help." Before he used to not even say that he was feeling ill! And the worst thing was when he was having attacks, ast hma attacks. Obviously, when it had happened I could tell. But now he says when he feels it coming, and it's beautiful-you just give him the drug. It doesn't st op it but it relieves the worst part of it, the choking, and the part that stops him breathing. So now he's beautiful-he says when he fells that something is co ming up, and before he never even used to say when it was actually happening. I would just have to feel. Sudha: Have you ever had any spells of resistance, or rough spells? How is it be ing so consistently close to his energy? Vivek: In the beginning, but not now. Now everything flows just beautifully. Bef ore I was living with him-obviously, that's why he was waiting-it was like I was ...I was...I was a nasty girl! Yes, I really was. I don't know if it was resista nce, but I was going through things, obviously, like everybody else. In the begi nning it was, I don't know what-just the usual rough times. Now everything is am azing, non-serious and laughing and light. (a long pause, and suddenly Vivek pipes up...) I'll tell you the best part! (We all laugh-you mean it could be better? Some panting sounds and woof-woofs in the background.) The most beautiful part-which even now, every day when I see it, it gets more be autiful and more beautiful-is to see Osho sleeping. When he goes to sleep in the afternoon I go after him, so when I come in he's already sleeping. If I'm lucky his face is turned towards me, and...That to me is the whole epitome of being w ith him-to be with him when he's sleeping. It's like he's there and he's not there; like he's a newborn child, like a baby, and at the same time it's like he's a wise old man that's been living aeons and aeons and has gone through every kind of situation and experience, just everyth ing, and yet completely and utterly untouched. He is like a newborn babe, he's a lso like a very ancient, wise old man. It's like...somehow... an emptiness lying there, and at the same time a fullness. The feeling is there that he's not ther e, and somehow the body is just breathing, somehow. I see the blanket going up a nd down and I think, "Ah, he's still breathing." And then I see him turn to the other side and I think, "Ah, he's still able to move." Sudha: I have felt that watching him in lecture-as though seeing a dead man, but he's still moving, it's still happening. Vivek: Yes. I get that sensation that he's not there and just somehow his body i s still there. When you look at him you still get that feeling that he's full of vitality at the same time! Looking at him, my feeling is that how is the body s till managing to be here!? How is he breathing!? How is the heart still pumping! ? And then you see at the same time that he's full of life. And he's glowing, ju st totally glowing, and his face is just auras and auras and auras of gold. He j ust looks like gold and gold and gold! (gesturing bigger and bigger with her arm s, filling up the kitchen with his gold) That to me is the epitome of being with him, and being here-to lie down next to him and be able to feel...and see.... This happens to me in the afternoons, beca use at night it's all dark, you can't see. And as I lie there, he's like a big b undle of fluff! I just feel very protective; I somehow want to protect him and t uck him in! (giggling) He sleeps totally covered, especially in the winter, exce pt for the top of his head and his forehead, and his face is showing.

Sometimes I do a meditation; not so much a meditation, but it happens. When I go off to sleep with Osho there, I also get a strong feeling of leaving the body. It's somehow easy for me to have this feeling of floating off, away, and then go ing off to sleep in that space. Sudha: Does he now ever make it difficult for you to take care of him? I heard a story of how you once locked him into his room because he was ill and still wan ted to give us the lecture. Vivek: Yes! Oh yes, yes. It was around that time in fact that the situation with his health began to change. How else can I say it? That was at the time when he was still not telling me when he was feeling sick and not telling me when he wa nted medicine. Yes, he was coughing, he was coughing all night, he had such a ba d cold, and he wanted to go to lecture. And I couldn't possibly understand how h e could possibly speak in that state. It was just amazing! And I said, "You know , if you go and speak in that state you're going to make yourself much worse." But he just insisted! (really laughing, after all, she is the disciple and he is the Master) Imagine! I realized I had to do something about this. It was also a climactic thing of all the years before when he wasn't telling me when he wasn' t feeling well. And, and...yes, I locked him in. And I told Laxmi, "Laxmi, Osho is not coming out." I don't know if she knew that I locked him in or not, but a few days later everybody knew about it. Everybody was asking, "Did you really lo ck him in?" Perhaps I told Laxmi afterwards that I locked him in, I can't rememb er. I just knew that I had to put my foot down at some time, and that just happe ned to be the time. After that he really started to cooperate, and really, since then his health has been much, much better. It took a turn, it really took a turn. It changed so mu ch that now... (aside to Astha: Could you put the water for the tea on?) What wa s I saying? Oh yes-now he tells me if he's not feeling too good and to cancel th e lecture. Also the same for darshan-two or three times I have suggested, but ot her times he himself says, "Perhaps I won't go to lecture." Which is wonderful, beautiful. I can take better care of him. And it just seems a much better way. Sudha: (At this point I am looking at Vivek in wonder-no trips, no problems, no 'work.')...So you don't worry about enlightenment or anything like that? Vivek: Me!? (we are all laughing and very inexplicably joyous) The interview was first published in the January 1979 edition of the Sannyas Mag azine, more recently on Sannyas.org and also here. Sudha coordinated several groups, amongst them "The Art of Dying". Here's an ext ract from this group's description: "Living life with totality. One of the reasons why we often fail to live our lives to the fullest is that mi nd is the illusion of time, of the past and future. We imagine that there is an infinite amount of time, and in this way we continue to postpone living. With th e mind s tendency to postpone, we live in a trance-like state of mediocrity. Out o f fear, we deny the evidence of our own mortality, and we close our eyes and ear s to what is real and present in front of our eyes. We dream our life rather tha n live it. The art of dying is the art of letting go and of living each moment that comes t o us as if it were the last, here, now, immersed in it. When we realize the flee ting quality of this life, and that in fact death is the only real certainty, th e dream of time is broken. To awaken to this truth takes us to a state of sharp, crystal clarity about what is essential in life and what isn t. When we are able to embrace this truth and allow the awareness of death to become our advisor, wh en there is no tomorrow, all fear dissolves. We are then able to see our lives and its dramas from a new perspective.

This group uses meditation techniques, partner exercises, the "limit situation" and ritual to come to a point where life and death meet within you as an intense and passionate energy of individuality. To experience this energy of being is t he juice of life, and the art of dying." Sudha left her body July 2008. Watch the You Tube video "Namaste Sudha" celebrating her departure:

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