We were with the Ashram on the North India tour for many weeks.
We traveled with 8 Busses full of Western and Indian devotees and equipment… around 400 people, which is only possible in India… to different cities. With Darshans (personal meeting with the Guru), Pujas (worship of Deity), and Bhajan (Hindu Gospels) singing… …
I usually picked up the worst job, this was Indian toilet cleaning during the rush hours… Then I had to close the toilets for a short time and the Indians were protesting like crazy…
Somehow a group of wealthy Indian Students approached me… We want to clean the toilets, and you should not do that.
I never have experienced in all of my lives that rich Indians like to clean toilets, they hate that… Somehow the entire atmosphere changed … became Divine…
I thought I had so much trouble sorting out the problems with Western devotees, even it was not my job …Then I don’t do anything, only meditation…
The Tour organizer Jnani (a woman) who was the embodiment of injustice, gave mostly all of the toilets to the ladies and the same to the sleeping place..
Even worse she said: Lady first… I encountered her, So not… Somehow we could distribute the toilets and sleeping room equally for both genders…
I wanted to be in silence all the time, but again and again, the males bothered me and I had to solve their problems even though I was not responsible for them, as I thought… There was another guy who was responsible for the males, but he had no interest in doing the job.
After 2 days full of bad consciousness that I didn’t work, I went to the job desk, and said the Indians are cleaning now the toilets… She looked up and said furiously, the Indians have complained about that, you never should do this job again… You are already set up as assistance for Jnani…
And I thought, “This awful dragon… I want to be in silence and not communicating like crazy with this Bitch.”
Why me?
She wants you!
So I had to look for the males and for the place where we could sit separately from the women, during the Darshan.
There was not enough space for everyone like usually, how to separate the genders?
One side males, one side females and one-meter distance between both…
I went through the rows and pushed the ladies out of the male’s space to get this 1-meter separation…
I felt great, to be strictly and harsh to gain respect…
Finally, it was done…
I turned around and the women were sitting again in that space of the males!
Over frustrated that my commanding didn’t work out,
I sat down and meditated close to the separation line…
I felt again and again pushes, and touches … I ignored them, continued with my meditation, and thought maybe some Indians…
The young ladies had surrounded me and were in touch with my body…
That was sinful… I hated them… And they became my enemies.
In the evening when I had plenty of space, young Indian ladies surrounded me, touching me, even sitting on my lab, when I was meditating .…
Their motto, what Western ladies can do, we can do better…
I looked helplessly at Big Swami, he smiled and was talking to their parents…
Swamiji knew I was living in Celibacy for years…
I didn’t want to get tempted by young beautiful Ladies!
And Swamiji loved to do pranks …
When I was during a big event totally tired, I looked where I could sleep… I found an empty storage tent, laid down on the ground, covered with my Doti, and slept immediately.
I woke up and was surrounded by a group of wealthy Indians, sitting on the ground, who were talking with Big Swami…
It was so embarrassing.
What to do?
Pretending to sleep and wait?
Or go up and leave the tent?
After 15 minutes I stood up … the Indians laughed
Wordless I left the scene…
Similar happened on a bus, we should sit between young Indian ladies… No way…
I said that is not possible … No lady should touch us…
Then one lady after the next went to me and touched me…
And it was going even worse…
The bus, where I sat, broke down because of too much load and the males had to be distributed on the other buses…
They gave me a seat in the Luxury bus, and it was full of wealthy Western Ladies…
I should squeeze between two young attractive ladies…
I said, so not and went straight to Jnani …
She said this was the only seat that fit your long legs…
But what should think the Indians about me…
I don’t care… The Ladies agreed … Finish.
I had no choice…
One lady from the left was resting her head on my shoulders. The other lady put her hand on my thigh… I complained … after 15 minutes they did the same…
In the night I woke up, one lady embraced me and kissed me …
I pretended to sleep.
What for a disgrace…?
And I had to sit there during the rest of the journey…
The enemies outnumbered me what should I do? Complaining was no way…
So I had to become kind and lovely with my enemies… to get things done…
Love your enemies?
When I was fighting with my long curly hair and tried to comb them…
A Lady said, I can’t see, how you do that…
I show you how you should do it…
The Ladies loved to comb my hair and I learned a lot…
Impatience doesn’t work out.
My Video: Episode 32 women are smarter than men…https://youtu.be/Ap-_ucjoArw
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