Have you seen a woman without love and one in love?
Have you seen a woman
without love and one in love?
They smell differently –
actually, they smell differently;
their fragrance is different.
When a woman is alone
she has sadness all around her:
depressed, lonely, forlorn,
in a despair, just anxiety.
The moment she falls in love
she starts blooming.
Something immediately opens up.
Then she has beauty.
A woman not in love
shrinks, closes up;
she starts living in a shut-upness.
She closes the doors and the windows.
There is nobody to wait for –
why keep the windows
open or the doors open?
She starts living
in a kind of grave;
she is no more alive.
She starts dying,
she becomes suicidal.
Just mathematics,
just arithmetic, just sanity,
is not enough.
Some poetry is needed
to keep balance.
And man alone looks lost;
he does not know who he is.
Unless he sees himself
in the eyes of a loving woman,
he will never know who he is.
He can go on doing
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and go on asking
"Who am I?
Who am I?"
And no answer will come –
unless he looks
into the eyes of love.
Only then will he be reflected,
only then in the mirror
will he see who he is.
Osho – Take It Easy (Vol-1)
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