Bhikkhu just left the body. His partner of forty-seven years, Waduda, shares that whenever in their travels they met a Buddist monks (bhikkhus), Bhikkhu would introduce himself as “Bhikkhu”. The monks, perhaps surprised he wasn’t wearing the tradition Buddhist monk garb, would invariably ask: “Which bhikkhu?” To which he would respond, “Osho Bhikku”. I find myself agreeing with Waduda’s assessment that, although he is technically an “Anand” (like myself), “Osho” is perhaps the most appropriate prefix for him. Osho Bhikkhu.

Together, they created New Earth Records with Osho’s blessings, along with many other creative endeavors. Most-importantly as I see it, they are responsible for making Osho’s meditations available to a wider audience, especially in the West. My collaboration with them gave flowering to one of most-loved compilations of Pune 2 discourse instrumental music, “Garden of the Beloved”.

The only forwarding address I have for him is the empty sky. May this tribute find him there. Godspeed, my good friend. Rest in Truth.