ASIA

We are the mirror as well as the face in it, we are tasting the taste this minute of eternity, we are pain and what cures pain both, we are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours.

Rumi's poem, recollected by Osho.

• The old bull, all drooped over, was standing in the pasture with all the cows. The farmer turned a young bull loose in the field. He got busy immediately with one cow after the other. The old bull started pawing the ground with his right foot. "You needn't do that," said the farmer, "because you can't do anything about it now." "That's right," said the old bull, "but I can let that young one know that I ain't a cow, can't I?"
  
  
• Mulla Nasrudin's family was upset because the girl he was planning to marry was an atheist. "We'll not have you marrying an atheist," his mother said. "What can I do? I love her," the young Nasrudin said. "Well," said his mother, "if she loves you, she will do anything you ask. You should talk religion to her. If you are persistent, you can win her over." Several weeks went by, then one morning at breakfast the young Mulla seemed absolutely brokenhearted. "What's the matter?" his mother asked. "I thought you were making such good progress in your talks about religion to your young girlfriend." "THAT'S THE TROUBLE," said Nasrudin. I over did it. Last night she told me she was so convinced that she is going to study to be a nun."