Osho News

Broadcast by Italian TV RAI in 1972, this rare footage shows Osho conducting a meditation camp and records his reply to a question by journalist Giovanni Costa (with English translation!).

Q: Is Romance Dead? A: Never! The middle-aged couple had finally learned how to send and receive texts on their mobile phones. The wife, being a romantic at heart, decided one day that she’d send her husband a text while she was out of the house having coffee with a friend. She sent the following

This should make you smile. You have to love little kids.  The children began to identify the flavours by their colour: Red……………….Raspberry Yellow…………….Lemon Green……………..Lime Orange ……………Orange Finally the teacher gave them all ‘Honey’ lifesavers. None of the children could identify the taste. The teacher said, “I will give you all a clue. It’s what your mother may

I got invited to a party and was told to dress to kill. Apparently a turban, beard and a backpack wasn’t what they had in mind. After a night of drink, drugs and wild sex, Jim woke up to find himself next to a really ugly woman. That’s when he realised he had made it

“Have you ever seen twenty dollars all crumpled up?” the woman asked her husband.  “No,” said her husband.  She gave him a sexy little smile, unbuttoned the top 3 or 4 buttons of her blouse…and slowly reached down into the cleavage created by a soft, silky push-up bra and pulled out a crumpled twenty dollar bill.   

A secretary receives an expensive pen from her boss as a birthday present.           Later on, she sends a text message to her boss to thank him. The boss’ wife reads the text, becomse furious & packs out. The boss is puzzled. He can’t understand why, until he took his time to read his secretary’s

Two kids are arguing over whose father is the biggest scaredy-cat. The first kid says, “My dad is so scared that when lightning strikes, he hides underneath the bed.” The second kid replies,”Yeah? Well, that’s nothing. My dad is so scared that when my mom has to work the night shift, he sleeps with the woman next door.”

Confucius Say. It’s ok to let a fool kiss you, but don’t let a kiss fool you. Confucius Say. A kiss is just shopping upstairs for downstairs merchandise. Confucius Say. It is better to lose a lover than love a loser. Confucius Say. Man with a broken condom is called a Daddy. Confucius Say. A

The question is from Gayatri. It is not only you, Gayatri, who is continuously daydreaming; everybody is doing that. Human mind as such is a daydreaming faculty. Unless you go beyond the mind, you will continue to daydream. Because the mind cannot exist in the present. It can either exist in the past or in

Q: If I could ask you a question about your past: you spent a year – when you were a student in India – mad; in which you couldn’t formulate a sentence, and you lost your perspective. Is that the time that you were looking for that door?

In 1988, Mahendra (aka Ananya) produced a video letter to his parents, showing a bit of his daily life in Poona, scenes from the ashram, Vipassana meditation, a beautiful reminder from Osho, and people meditating in Buddha Hall.

We are carrying incredible worlds within our souls, and we are not aware of them. We have the seeds of incredible experiences of love, ecstasy, but we have never allowed them to explode over our being, we have never allowed them to pulsate us. The whole effort here is to make you able to pulsate,

BBC reports the exciting discovery of a planet whose skies are illuminated by four different suns – the first known of its type. This exciting finding was made by two US volunteers, Kian Jek of San Francisco and Robert Gagliano from Cottonwood, Arizona, by using the Planet Hunters website.

“How can the past and future be, when the past no longer is, and the future is not yet? As for the present, if it were always present and never moved on to become the past, it would not be time, but eternity.” ― St. Augustine of Hippo, 354 – 430 AD

In an article published in ‘The Speaking Tree’ (a Times of India publication, New Delhi) on October 7, 2012, widely acclaimed painter Pratiksha writes about the power of love.

We are not going to live forever. As far as any individual is concerned, he is going to die. And when you die, what does it matter whether the society goes on living or not? For you, the moment you close your eyes everything is finished: the third world war has happened.   I have