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believe what he was saying -- "Vegetable without any salt," and things like that. She said, "Are you joking?"

He said, "No." So she went, burned the chapatis, and brought the plates, feeling very weird about the whole thing -- what kind of man is he? And then she asked, "Anything more?"

He said, "Yes, sit across from me and nag."

She said, "You seem to be a very strange fellow." He said, "I am not a strange fellow -- just in front of your door, you say `You will feel at home,' and I want to feel at home. That's what happens in my home: burnt chapatis, vegetables without salt, everything wrong -- and finally my wife sitting across from me, nagging me. Because of her nagging, I cannot even say that the chapatis are burned, that there is no salt..."

It is up to you: both are possibilities. You can relax through pain and tears... but that is not a good choice. You can relax through singing, dancing, rejoicing -- and relaxation will come. Try the other way.

You say, "I am Jewish by conditioning. Could that be part of it?" It certainly is. But once you have become a sannyasin, you are no longer Jewish. A sannyasin is simply a human being. Your conditioning is there, but rather than continuing the tears and pain, start singing and dancing. Even if it feels a little difficult in the beginning, the conditioning can be changed; you can be unconditioned.

At the conclusion of the physical exam, the doctor summoned his patient into his office with a very grave look on his face. "I hate to be the one to break it to you, Fred," he said, "but I'm afraid you have only got six months to live."

"Oh my god!" gasped Fred, turning white. When the news had sunk in his heart he said, "Listen, Doc, you have known me a long time. Do you have any suggestions as to how I could make the most of my remaining months?"

"Have you ever been married?" asked the doctor.

Fred explained that he had been a bachelor all his life. "You might think about taking a wife," the doctor proposed. "After all, you will need someone to look after you in the final illness."

"That's a good point, Doc," said Fred. "And with only six months to live,

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