So far I haven't seen much of India's beautiful sights and scenery. However I must admit I've uncovered some hidden treasure in meeting some really interesting people.
One of these such persons I met at the Guest House, the pilot in his early 30's that I mentioned earlier. One day I sat down to chat with him while we were eating lunch. It was an open discussion that began with me asking if it was common for there to be no toilet paper in the bathrooms of India. We eventually progressed to our interests and our passions. Of course I brought up spirituality to get a feel for what its like in India. To my surprise the pilot mentioned he was not Hindu and in fact he had refused adopting any sort of religion ever since he was little.
He believed in himself. He said that people should have more confidence in themselves. He was disillusioned with the amount of people in India who blindly follow self-proclaimed gurus who ride in air conditioned private jets. Encountering an atheist was the last thing I expected so early in my journey in India.
The pilot mentioned how his mother had fallen sick with a terminal illness and that he fought as hard as he could getting doctors to see her and treat her even though they thought it was futile. He was proud to state that not even once did he seek help from a higher power and in the end his mother did survive. I will not quickly forget the wide grin on his face as he seethed with joy and said how great it felt to accomplish that on his own.
Although I thoroughly agreed with the pilot's contention with blind faith and I thoroughly respected his perspective and his reasons for it but personally I find it wiser to seek knowledge from our predecessors. I value others experiences and take all the help I can get.
He left the guest house before I had a chance to say goodbye but he did leave a note with his contact info which I will shortly get to now that I've gotten to connect my laptop to the internet.
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