Unwittingly a Guru
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Yes, I ended up into one, when “stupidity” was at its peak in my life.
The hidden potential, if it is of spiritual significance, an illiterate fellow becomes a “maha Kavi Kalidasa” ๐.
1975, I was a junior to a very lovable colleague by a year, when the recruitment “policy” blessed him๐. He was from an impoverished family, and belonged to the caste eligible for reservation ๐. I came to know of this background too late, when caste_politics entered our staff, 3 years after I joined. Till then, he was “just” a colleague seated next to me, doing well, the same stupid work of maths_addition( we don't ‘need’ to use the functional form of subtraction ๐. Very few ‘noticed' it).
I found him “compatible” with my perspective of “duty”. The “base” for taking our mutual bonds further, seemed adequate.
Over an year, I found him ‘liking’, admiring, and even feebly attempting to imbibe my perspective ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ณ๐ณ๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค ( sequence of icons are real ๐).
I was STUPIFIED when I saw his “rate” of digesting my “way of looking at things/peepals(people)”, and easily getting adapted to using those concepts ๐
I started ‘experimenting’ with sharing of deeper_perspectives, in its conceptual form ๐. ( The apt word is Nazariya! Perception).
I didn't ‘realise’ at all, that my efforts constituted communication of a precious skill (only recently I managed to verbalise it) called “How to learn”. He simply swallowed that bitterest pill, like a terminally ill patient desperately trusting an ‘available' doctor and gulping an ADT-mixture tasting bitter ๐. ( ADT is a slang of my kid age AnyDamnThing… a GP used to give it for any damn thing that caused a fever. It worked ๐๐).
What I ‘thought' was, he accepted to imbibe my_way_of_ perceiving things. ( practically, it was a learning skill ๐).
Obviously, it took 2 years๐( both, the teacher & the taught were idiots ๐). Ideally a Guru might_have_needed only 2 weeks for a pre_fabricated student ๐.
Well, he got transferred to his parents place of residence. His Economy improved instantly ( one kitchen). He decided to invest in literacy(+2, B.A. and then LLB, if I remember right). The 3 years with me was below ground level (basement) of his evolution process, inconspicuous. Superstructure became superfast๐. His honesty and integrity was insulated by the ‘law’ which protected harassment against the reserved class. He retired as an AGM, deserving it by_merit, though the guys who conferred it used the process to substantiate it as compliance of quota_rule. Evidence of this, I found in his “sharing” with me, after our_retirement (we met only once๐) ….. when he conveyed his gratitude ๐ saying “yaar, I did get a chance to inspire others, with what you gifted to me๐. I got posted as a principal of a staff training College, from where I retired ๐. I poured out your concepts of nazariya, with supporting evidence of my life, as a promotee. Next time you visit my city, remember to inform only_me of our visit๐. I have debts to repay, via mehmanNawazee, to a possible extent”. He didn't get a chance to host me. His time got over very soon after our ‘review’ meeting of 2 hours๐. He is no more ๐๐.
He doesn't ‘know'.... I am far more indebted to him. It takes a lot to become a guinea pig for the scientist experimenting on a live organism ๐ญ๐๐๐. Just my luck, that the damn thing worked ๐
Uselessly yours,
psn(12 SEP 2026)
Postscript-punch
Like-it-or-not…
A kid born to me is a guinea pig, granted by nature, and is in CONFORMITY with existing social+ legal laws๐. We call the experimentation as ‘parenting’ ๐