Ramu Das is my name, as was given to me by my parents. Typical Indian name it is! I hated my name before starting to love it. I spent my childhood and adolescence in the beautiful North-Eastern state of India called Nagaland, and did my schooling from one of the highly reputed schools (no boasting, it happened to be, I don’t know if it still holds the same status), and completed my junior college from one of the most sought after college in Nagaland.
In the year 2009, by some incident – which if I happen to write here, this piece of writing would become an autobiographical novel (I don’t intend to make this blog a book) – I moved to Mumbai, worked for a year, but wanted to continue my higher studies, so studied like a madman at a college (reputed, again), obtained a Bachelor’s degree in Management Studies, and due to my interest in
madness writing, now I am working as a madman writer at an organisation in Mumbai.
I wonder if life is a big joke because no matter how hard I try I don’t get it. Sometimes that makes me wonder: who am I? Where am I going? What is the purpose of my life? And so many other philosophical questions occupy my mind. Surely, I’ll try to comprehend all these questions and find the real meaning of life. I swear I’ll do it before I die!
I speak little and think more than I should (but when I get very close to someone, I can speak and think like no one ever has done before, and maybe bore the person to death). I won’t say I am anti-social but in public places I try to speak as little as possible because I fear my words might go over people’s heads and they might call me a fool; you know when people cannot understand something you say or do, they start criticizing you (and call you a fool). That’s perhaps the reason I haven’t been able to make many friends (that’s fine by me) and that’s the reason I named my blog Thinking Man.
I try to be funny for the sake of laughter. My ways of dealing with others is something like this: as long as you are fine with me, I’m fine with you; be nice to me and I’ll always be nice to you; try liking me and show a little care and that would imply you own me (I’d let you, I’d have no problem in that, but remember don’t consider me a slave or a puppet); love me and I’ll return the favor, in-fact a little more than that you offer.
I’m a giver. I like giving every little thing that can bring a little smile on someone’s face, provided they don’t intend to cause any injury or harm anyone by any means. I can lay down my life for you, but wait, if you turn on me, then my friend, it’s over. Criticise me wherever necessary, but go a little easy on me… for I’m somewhat emotional. I mean what I say and I expect my friends (people) to do the same, and sometimes I don’t mean what I say and I still expect my friends to understand me. I’m definitely not a man of great stature, — even if I were, I won’t say it, or try to prove it — but I’m always ready to lend a helping hand as long as I can. If, however, my selfless endeavour cannot be appreciated, it shouldn’t be demeaned either.
I am a voracious reader, but I wasn’t so some years ago, especially during my childhood. However, after knowing that all a person can learn from, other than his experiences, is clearly written in the books, and since then I read – or at least try to read – every day. I’ve started reading the works of some of the greatest writers of all times, and among my favourites are Thomas Hardy, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Daniel Defoe, E.M. Forster, Emily Bronte, Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Jane Austen, Jerome K Jerome, Lewis Carroll, William Wordsworth, and some more authors whose name I don’t remember (I’m bad at recalling names). I like the works of some new writers as well, but mostly of those who have won or who got shortlisted for prizes such as the Booker Prize, or Nobel Prize or Pulitzer Prize in literature and such other reputed prizes.
I love animals because my feelings are akin to the following words of of A. D. Williams: “When I look into the eyes of an animal, I do not see an animal. I see a living being. I see a friend. I feel a soul.”
Animals are the ones who never betray us. Once you know how to win their trust, they are going to be loyal to you forever, in happy as well as sad times. They don’t understand what money (materialism) means, and thank God for that. In front of them you can be who you are, and yet be loved.
Music peps up my mood. Country music is my favourite. I often tune in to old as well as new English and Hindi songs. When the music is great, something that strikes a chord with me, I like to listen to that.
I like watching the good movies more than once, and from the bad movies I always learn something, that is, never to watch such movies again.
That’s more or less about me. Thank you for reading; you’ve done a terrific job. If you ever feel like getting in-touch with me, you can send me an e-mail at email@example.com