I have loved whatever I have done. It was its own reward. (OSHO)

I have loved whatever I have done. It was its own reward. (OSHO)

Our whole life’s structure is such that we are taught that unless there is a recognition we are nobody, we are worthless. The work is not important, but the recognition. And this is putting things upside down. The work should be important — a joy in itself. You should work, not to be recognized but because you enjoy being creative; you love the work for its own sake.

And this should be the way to look at things. You work if you love it. Don’t ask for recognition. If it comes, take it easily; if it does not come, do not think about it. One of the great poets of this century, Rabindranath Tagore, lived in Bengal, India. He had published his poetry, his novels, in Bengali — but no recognition came to him. Then he translated a small book, Gitanjali, Offering of Songs, into English. And he was aware that the original has a beauty which the translation does not have and cannot have – – because these two languages, Bengali and English, have different structures, different ways of expression. Bengali is very sweet. Even if you fight, it seems you are engaged in a nice conversation.It is very musical; each word is musical. That quality is not in English, and cannot be brought to it; it has different qualities. But somehow he managed to translate it, and the translation — which is a poor thing compared to the original — received the Nobel prize.Then suddenly the whole of India became aware… The book had been available in Bengali, in other Indian languages, for years and nobody had taken any note of it.

Every university wanted to give him a D.Litt. Calcutta, where he lived, was the first university, obviously, to offer him an honorary degree. He refused. He said, “You are not giving a degree to me; you are not giving a recognition to my work, you are giving recognition to the Nobel prize, because the book has been here in a far more beautiful way, and nobody has bothered even to write an appraisal.” He refused to take any D.Litts. He said, “It is insulting to me.”

Jean-Paul Sartre, one of the great novelists, and a man of tremendous insight into human psychology, refused the Nobel prize. He said, “I have received enough reward while I was creating my work. A Nobel prize cannot add anything to it — on the contrary, it pulls me down. It is good for amateurs who are in search of recognition; I am old enough, and I have enjoyed enough. I have loved whatever I have done. It was its own reward, and I don’t want any other reward, because nothing can be better than that which I have already received.” And he was right. But the right people are so few in the world, and the world is full of wrong people living in traps.





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