Relative Intelligence

This took place in the early days of my transformation from student to an Employee…

Was working in Kolhapur a well known city in Maharashtra (Chicken-Kolhapuri, Padmini Kolhapuri, yes you got it right) --- Very remote but historic place. Most of the places surrounding the town are so rural and not developed… so best for many mechanical and automobile industries to build up with low cheap workers.

During my days over there I met an employee (of course a Mallu)... Started with peru entha (what’s your name?), Veedu evida (Where is your house?) etc etc.. (Keep a point in the mind that He was the only mallu in that huge company for the past 8 years). He talked much about his life and all dwelling with a bit of egoism and frustration and happiness…and in due course he discovered a small lecturer in me to teach him internet. The computer was sitting like a king with a grin among other computers like a Grandfather having a rare retro pocket watch… b’coz only it had the internet facility.)

First step open a new E-mail account (Hip Hip Hooray Yahoo Mail). I demonstrated him how to write, send, and receive mails. The chapter is closed. Our shifts were different so no frequent meetings happened. Weeks passed and once he came searching for me and told that his account is not working.

I asked how his mail usage is going and came to know it was his first attempt. Walking towards the computer,-------- (thinking of the usage of Caps Lock for password, spelling mistakes and also about the “smile” and “Thanks” am gonna get after solving etc etc.) ------- and seeing the screen, I felt to just drop into a fissure below or melt at that point of time. At that same time I got the importance of patience and controlling feelings mixed with crying and screaming. A lightning occurred and had the enlightenment like Gautham Buddha and emptied from there putting all blame to the poor old machine.

He had opened the browser and typed his Password on the ADDRESS BAR and pressed enter... The poor old computer didn't know what was going on and got hanged.

Today after 3 and a half solid years, I don’t know where and what he is.

This is not to hurt anyone’s feelings, but just to shout it loud “HATS OFF TO EINSTEIN.” Foolishness or lack of education is RELATIVE. One who knows to sign his own name is a king infront of thumb pad users.