Looooong ago, so long that it was like 200 BC, Revs had tagged me with a meme, ‘Philosphers of my life meme’. This was so long back that everyone nearly forgot what it was all about, but I’m here to refresh ur memories and bring this great meme back(This also proves how good my memory is, coz I didn’t forget abt the meme, and also how I make it a point, not to disappoint ppl who tag me.. :P.. small hints are not my forte at all)
Okie, so coming to the point, who are the philosophers of my life? Umm…err.. now that is quite a good question! I’ve not completed even a quarter century in my life to say that these people have helped me and guided my throughout my life, and hence they are the real philosophers of my life, but then, heck, all that I did live till now was a life wasn’t it. So there have to be some people who taught me some things, right? So here goes the list of ppl who tried to put some substance in those grey cells up in my cranium.
My Dentist:
Now, he came in really late in my life, just about one year back, but I’ve learnt quite a number of things by visiting him once in 3-4 weeks, sometimes even twice a month. He taught me the advantages of keeping quiet, and shutting up, when he put the dratted bite-plate in my mouth. From an incessant chatter box, I turned into an apostle of silence. My understandng and respect for sign-languages increased exponentially, and I must say I could’ve won any Dumb-C competition at that period of time, coz I was just a champion in sign-languages then. So, though he incapacitated me verbally, he was the main reason behind my effective utilization of my motor controls.(Gee, I didn’t know I could make this seem so nice.. sigh!) And coming to the next wonderful aspect of my dentist is that he taught me the concept of endurance and patience. Now these are ‘The’ most important traits anyone should have. Every time I opened my mouth wide and let him hammer/pluck/whatever my teeth, knowing very well, how bady it was going to pain, I was slowly improving my patience and endurance. I’ve become soo damn patient now, that even if even Mr. Advani tries to sing ‘Aadiye kollude’ or say ‘Om-Shanti-Om’ I would just sit there quietly letting him finish, without a sound, smiling throughout the ordeal.
My Shuttle driver:
Now this guy has always awed me. Even if there is just an inch of space between two MTC buses, he has always managed to get our shuttle through it with all of us alive! Now that is quite an achivement according to me. Another interesting aspect of this man, is that he just cannot let other vehicles ride in peace if they are infront of him. He effectively utilises the horn, and the accelator and sees to it, that there is no one who can race with our shuttle. Now, that takes the competetive spirit, I tell ya. The fact that towards the end of the journey all of us inside the vehicles are all disheveled, dizzy, and goggle-eyed is no letting-down for him. I personally think he should be in some racing sport rather than waste his talents as a shuttle-driver . Maybe he could even teach Narain Karthikeyan a thing or two. Well, now tell me has anyone ever been able to teach you how precious life is, and how every moment is a great experience? You might’ve heard many sermons and lectures on this, but I tell ya, no one better than our shuttle driver can teach you this essential lesson of life. As for all those who ask me what happened, or where did you hit urself, when I come out of the shuttle, Hmph! you’d never know what it is to be on a roller-coaster shuttle, even if you went to Veega land/Queensland/Whatever-land!
EB People:
They really have taught me that life is never a bed of roses. Heck! Life is never a bed-with-a-working-fan-on-top-of-it, forget roses! Whenever I felt like just dropping onto the bed, and relieving my tired self, that had worked itself to the maximum, the EB people see to it, that the power goes of, only in our house. Now how this dratted piece of luck, works for me, I’ve no idea. But again, endurance and patience and also the art of staying awake the whole night, were precious lessons I learnt from these connoisseurs of electricity. They have also been the inspiration for learning the most-difficult art of tackling mosquitoes.Other than that one, there is this art of listening-to-barking-dogs in the silence of the night(silence, except for buzzing of mosquitoes), and deciphering what great concept of life they are discussing in the middle of the night! Such great lessons were taught only by these great people, and I’ll be forever indebted to them.
The Crow (now I’m presuming there is no hard-and-fast rule that philosophers must be humans):
Now if there is a non-human who has always held my attention other than ‘kozhi’s obviously, it is The Crow. Perserverance is one thig, but being able to make me wash all my white or light-coloured clothes at least twice, has been the main aim of this bird. Not sure if it is the same one that always manages to ruin my dresses by doing you-know-what on them, or is it a whole gang which take turns to teach me the virtue of perseverance. But they do make a good job of it. Even if it is just a chiffon dupatta that takes something like 30 mins to get dried, they manage to ruin it before I take it off the clothes-line. Maybe they just want my clothes to be extra-white, and want me on the Rin-supreme ad next, whatever, but yeah.. I’ve learnt this, that however well you wash your clothes, there is always some way you can wash them better. Really Mr. Crow, if not for you, I really wouldn’t have learnt this invaluable lesson.
Okie, there was the mock-list to make this post a little humourous, but seriously I have no particular list of people who are the philosophers of my life. Everyone I’ve come across has taught me some invaluable lesson, be it humility, courage, sensibleness or just being nice. I feel each and everyone out there has something special and so good that we can take away, and I’ve always made it a point to learn something from everyone I’ve come across. So all of them, whom I know, are Philosophers of my life!
