“What to say about me, that I have been the last member of the family
to ask for sannyas from my son. He never invited me to take sannyas, as
he also never invited anybody of our
family, and I think nobody in the world; he was just waiting in silence
for each one of us to become ready, with our own timing and inclination.
My wife had invited me many times to take sannyas from him, but I
always used to answer that I wasn’t mentally ready for it, even if
sometimes I would go to listen his discourses, but nothing else! I even
participated in some of his Meditation Camps, but it took me over two
years to decide for this adventure, until one day in 1975…
I was here in this room, there was a full moon in the sky, and at dawn I was sitting in meditation as usual, when suddenly my body started trembling and shaking on it’s own, and it went on for a couple of hours. Finally when I came back to my senses my sons asked me what was going on, and I told them that what I’d been waiting for years had just started happening to me; somebody decided to inform Osho, and even though it was only four in the morning, they woke him up to tell him about the latest events.
After a few minutes he appeared in my room, and I bowed to him and I touched his feet… and Osho bowed himself and touched my feet, so I bowed again and I touched his feet once more, starting to cry with no control, and at this point he asked Laxmi, his secretary in those years, to give him her mala, and once he had the mala in his hands he placed it around my neck like a garland of love…and this is how I became a sannyasin.
The next day Osho sent me some orange robes through my daughter Niklam, and my new name, ‘Devateerth Bharti’.
Now there is no more father and no more son. Now I am a disciple and he is my Master…” ~ Swami Devateerth Bharti (Osho's Father)
I was here in this room, there was a full moon in the sky, and at dawn I was sitting in meditation as usual, when suddenly my body started trembling and shaking on it’s own, and it went on for a couple of hours. Finally when I came back to my senses my sons asked me what was going on, and I told them that what I’d been waiting for years had just started happening to me; somebody decided to inform Osho, and even though it was only four in the morning, they woke him up to tell him about the latest events.
After a few minutes he appeared in my room, and I bowed to him and I touched his feet… and Osho bowed himself and touched my feet, so I bowed again and I touched his feet once more, starting to cry with no control, and at this point he asked Laxmi, his secretary in those years, to give him her mala, and once he had the mala in his hands he placed it around my neck like a garland of love…and this is how I became a sannyasin.
The next day Osho sent me some orange robes through my daughter Niklam, and my new name, ‘Devateerth Bharti’.
Now there is no more father and no more son. Now I am a disciple and he is my Master…” ~ Swami Devateerth Bharti (Osho's Father)
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