Gerald D'Cunha

    “Wear the old coat and buy the new book.” -      Austin Phelps   A gentleman, who’s in his seventies, came to visit me, a couple of days ago. He told me, that right since his college days, he had been an ardent follower of OSHO. OSHO was known as Rajneesh; later, Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh; and, eventually, OSHO… Through all the decades that followed since this gentleman started following the mystic Guru –- from the ashram in Koregaon Park of Pune to Oregon ranch of America… the messy feuds and conspiracies among the devotees… the power struggle, the allegations of poisoning, crimes… the deportation and, eventually, the passing away of the enigmatic man –- yes, through it all, one thing remained unchanged: this gentleman’s devotion to OSHO… The gentleman, I am writing about, is a simple soul… He lives in a one-room kitchen house in my neighbourhood… He has a family. But, OSHO, his teachings, and the daily meditation -– yes, these have dom...

“One is never afraid of the unknown…  one is afraid of the known coming to an end.” - Jiddu Krishnamurti I was a school boy when I first saw Vinod Khanna in the movie ‘Mere Apne’. He never ceased to fascinate me – challenge, inspire and even confuse me – ever since! Like most around me, whatever I know about Vinod Khanna has come only through whatever I have read in newspapers and magazines, or watching television and his movies … or through pure grapevine. This Post, therefore, is not about Vinod Khanna, the glamours Greek God, that he had been on the silver screen, but about the fallible and vulnerable human that he came about to me from my own perception… I always admired Viond Khanna’s looks… He looked stunning, a Greek God! But, I was aware, that what I was admiring was just an outer body of a mortal… It would wrinkle with age, look frail with sickness and age… The other day, when that picture of Vinod Khanna in the...