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stand in life. One is a woman screaming, and the other," he says as he snaps off the light, "is the smell of burning rubber."
Hymie Goldberg worked hard all his life and became very rich. But now he's on his deathbed with his wife Becky by his side, and he is dispersing his worldly possessions.
"My Cadillac," he begins, "with the push button motorcycle-cop detector, I leave to my son, Sam."
"Better you should leave it to Joe," says Becky. "He is a better driver."
"All right," whispers Hymie. "My Rolls Royce I leave to my daughter, Linda."
"You had better give it to your nephew, Willie," interrupts Becky. "He is a very careful driver."
"All right. Give it to Willie," continues Hymie. "And my twelve-cylinder Jaguar, I give to my niece, Sally."
"Personally," says Becky, "I think Judy should get it."
Hymie raises his head and shouts, "Becky, please! Who is dying? You or me?"
Question 2
BELOVED OSHO,
THE DEEPER AND DEEPER I GO INTO MEDITATION, THE FATTER AND FATTER I AM GETTING. AM I IN DANGER OF EXPLODING?
Dhyan Yogesh, first a small story: Once there was a Japanese meditator called Wu, whose master lived in a little house on the other side of the river. One morning, after a particularly "good" meditation, Wu felt so overjoyed that he dedicated a small poem to his master.
He wrote: "At the peak of the mountain, the sun is rising in the East. Sitting here in my lotus posture, the three worldly evils cannot affect me."
He folded the paper and gave it to his servant to take to the master. The master looked at the paper and wrote a few words on it, telling the servant to take it back to Wu. Wu was most upset to have his poem returned, especially when he opened the paper and found three words written underneath it: "Fat, fat, fat."
Wu immediately ran down to the river and swam across as fast as he could to his master's house. Prostrating himself in front of the master, he said, "Oh, Master, I wrote you this poem as an expression of my love for you and look what you have done!"
"So," said the Master, "you sit on top of the mountain and feel that the three worldly
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