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Thinker13
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Posted 10/17/11 - 2:04 PM:
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No, I am not going to talk about ‘Mahavatar Babaji’, much famous in spiritual circles as the Guru of Gurus of Paramhansa Yogananda, a famous Indian yogi.


I am also not going to talk about any other spiritual figure or anyone’s grandpa for that matter.


I am talking about myself and the way I have been perceived by my colleagues and contemporaries. I am talking about this sobriquet I have gotten without any volition of mine!


Yes, call it a sobriquet or moniker or nickname or epithet (too far-fetched, I know) but this is what has been bestowed upon me by my much exalted colleagues in (m)any walk(s) of life!


I remember that most of them would call me ‘Babaji’ where ‘Ji’ is a suffix showing respect to already much respected ‘Baba’ for ‘father’. This Baba was not for father for sure, but rather for someone who talks spiritual non-sense.





I have labored and belabored much to acquire this much exalted 'noun' for my small 'self'. Years upon years of inculcation in vain and argument after argument devoid of discussions has earned me this sobriquet. Throwing heaps of verbal garbage with excess of mysterious hogwash and sesquipedalian sophistry devoid of soul of meaningful discussions has done me this good!


My peculiar( for most of my colleagues) penchant for seemingly weird splitting-of-hair analysis of every-day objects of discussion in an abstruse manner has earned me this moniker. Do I enjoy being called so?


For spiritually endowed figures usually saffron clad bearded and weird-looking, ‘Baba’ is used with respect, which has been used as a sarcastic pejoratively-derogative sobriquet for me for many years.


It’s not the only nickname given to me, but indeed one of the most often used and the one which lasted against abrasions of time!


Some of my colleagues from my present team too call me Babaji, especially when I start blabbering poppycock which has philosophical elements in it.


At some level, I am responsible for having acquired this; therefore, hereby I declare for posterity that in no-way I detest being called so and in no-way I accuse my colleagues of mocking me incessantly.

May all rest in peace!
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Posted 10/21/11 - 12:56 PM:

but do you enjoy it?

one of my old employers used to call me "mama sooz" with similar implications, both maternal and also invoking a sort of farcical stereotype of a tree-hugging hippie. i did a tarot reading stint at a local festival that year and my boss told me i should have dressed more the part, with a handkerchief on my head, the big hoop earrings, a floofy skirt. something more befitting a "mama sooz". personally i was amused by it.
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Posted 10/21/11 - 1:23 PM:

libertygrl wrote:
but do you enjoy it?

one of my old employers used to call me "mama sooz" with similar implications, both maternal and also invoking a sort of farcical stereotype of a tree-hugging hippie. i did a tarot reading stint at a local festival that year and my boss told me i should have dressed more the part, with a handkerchief on my head, the big hoop earrings, a floofy skirt. something more befitting a "mama sooz". personally i was amused by it.


Indeed, sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.

It was quite difficult for me, in my early childhood days and in school, to control the temptations of asking abstruse questions and debating on things which were metaphysical, spiritual and psychological. That started the pattern. More than that, I had refined tastes, unmatched by most of my age, like reading philosophy or practicing mediation. These all together earned me sobriquets. As I came out of college, I found myself able to practice restraint in disclosing my thoughts; still, lack of talkativeness on most of the topics everyone enjoy, and prolonged company along with something which cannot be hidden, made my colleagues find sobriquets for me again. In a way, it has been a pattern throughout all these years and at times ( early in boyhood and then in college) I wanted to rebel and suggest that I am not of type you're thinking I am laughing

Most of the tags/nicknames/sobriquets given were like Sadhu/Baba/Sanyasi/---anything which is synonymous with 'a holy man' or a renunciate or monk etc...nothing too derogatory or offensive indeed...but what made me rebel against such labeling was the habit of stereotyping by the colleagues.

I have no qualms anymore with any sobriquets methinks. I use them and my theories and my vocabulary to amuse my every day acquaintances and the words which were used by me to initiate sincere discussions with them are used for making them laugh now!
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