Okay.

I have always wondered how God could manage to make this world in only six days. And this world! Perhaps that’s why he called his son Jesus! What a name to give to your own son! He had to punish somebody for what he had done, and there was nobody else available. The Holy Ghost is always absent; he is sitting there on the horse seat, that’s why I told Chetana to vacate it, because to ride a horse with somebody already riding on it is not good. I mean not good for the horse – not good for Chetana either. As for the Holy Ghost, I don’t care a bit. I don’t feel for the Holy Ghost or any other type of ghost. I’m always for the living.

A ghost is a shadow of the dead, and even if holy, what is the use? And it is ugly too. Chetana, I was not worried about the Holy Ghost. If you ride on him, it is okay as far as I am concerned. Ride on the Holy Ghost. But this poor chair is not even meant for a full person. It is not meant to be sat on. It is meant only for half a person, so that you don’t fall asleep. That’s why it is made in such a way.

In that chair you cannot even sit, what to say of sleeping? And even that chair could not fit in this small Noah’s Ark. It is so small that Noah himself has to stand outside, just to make space for all you creatures.

What was I saying, Devageet?

“The Holy Ghost is always absent; he is now sitting on the horse seat.” [laughter]

That I remember. I knew you could not take notes. Concentrate. But I will manage. I managed my whole life without notes.

What Jawaharlal asked me on that last day was certainly strange.

He asked, “Do you think it is okay to be in the political world?”

I said, “I don’t think, I know it is not okay at all. It is a curse, a karma. You must have done something wrong in your past lives, otherwise you could not be the prime minister of India.”

He said, “I agree.”

Masto could not believe that I could answer the prime minister in such a way, nor, even more, that the prime minister would agree.

I said, “That finishes a long argument between me and Masto, in my favor. Masto, do you agree?”

He said, “Now I have to.”

I said, “I never like anything that ‘had to’; it is better to disagree. At least in that disagreement there will be some life. Don’t give me this dead rat! In the first place, a rat – and then too, dead! Do you think I am an eagle, a vulture, or what?”