Nadi Ke Dweep - Islands Of A River

Nadi ke Dweep is another of Osho’s recommended book. Osho says; The Hindi title is NADI KE DWEEP, which may be translated as ISLANDS OF A RIVER, and it was written by Satchidanand Vatsyayana. This novel is for those who want to meditate; it is a meditators novel. No other novel, neither by Tolstoy nor Chekhov, can be compared to it.”
I have been trying very hard to get this book and finally I am going through it...
There is something which I feel like translating and here it goes.....

“Chandra and Rekha are having arguments with each other on “What is Truth...?”.
Chandra was saying that Truth is everything, whatever we see around, whatever we experience is Truth. This is the basis and the foundation of Truth.
Rekha interrupted...but there is also false in this world, there is also untruth, fraud, illusion...is this also Truth? Or you would like to define Truth in a different way, if you say that everything is truth then all these things also comes into truth.
Chandra replied... “No, whatever is...Is Truth and this means it also includes false and doubt. So if I have a doubt or an illusion then its existence also signifies that it is Truth. And if I see ghosts then they are also part of Truth, whether they are there or not, if I see them they are Truth. Or you can also say that existence of Ghosts is my Truth and it might not be yours.”
“So this means Truth depends upon me, on my personal thinking and belief and it’s not universal...”, interrupted Rekha. “So Dr. Bhuvan you also think the same way...?”
But before Bhuvan could say anything Chandra said, “Yes, Truth is according to you and ‘Your Truth’ cannot be according to anyone else, but you. Everyone has one’s own Truth. Truth has a direct connection with you and Truth cannot be indirect. Indirect are the things – the matter. Matter is not the truth but only matter. Knowing about the matter, being aware of the matter are Truth and knowing is different to everybody. My knowing is different from your knowing”.
Bhuvan said, “I feel that we are not being able to distinguish between the Truth and the matter. Ghosts exist or not but if they exist for me then it’s a reality. So whatever Chandra is saying about matter and truth is understandable but it seems to be the incomplete Truth”.
“Why? What is ahead of it”? Chandra questioned.
Bhuvan , “Matter is a part of the reality. In reality many things come....thoughts, imaginations, incidents, circumstances...these are all a part of the reality which you cannot really call Matter”.
“I am not saying that but at least it can be called reality, Truth”,said Chandra in a way to win the discussion. “In fact this is what I was saying”.
“No...I would like to differentiate between Reality and Truth. Or you can say that I would like to differentiate between the direct and the indirect Truth”, Bhuvan then stopped for a while and resumed, “for example, if we add 2 and 2, it will come to 4. What you will call this”?
Chandra, “Truth...how else can you define it”?
Bhuvan, “But I’d not. I will say that it is a reality and all these types of “truths” are called reality. And we can only call them Truth when we have a direct relationship with them, a relationship in which your senses give you the experience of truth. That means the realities which are coming out of our own experience, our feeling and emotions are Truth and those realities which are part of this material world, the realities with which we are not connected to via any emotion then that is called reality but it is not Truth.”

This novel talks about sensitive sensations, talks about the sky, the rain, dew drops...
The realities of the relationships....I think, you will enjoy reading this...

Love,
Siddhartha.