Friday, October 05, 2007

Ophidiophobia to Odontophobia

I was born in a very small village with a population of approximately 500 people.Till I was 3 I knew only one animal, I thought it was the king of all animals or it could be a national animal as it was the only dominant creature in the village. Its number was probably more than number of people in the village!

That animal is called ‘Pig’.

I was totally acquainted with its everyday life till I was 3 and then my father got transferred to another small town before my PhD in Pig’s ‘lifestyle’.
In the new town’s new house my father was doing something on his face with a razor,I was standing on a stool looking at him wondering what exactly is he doing and I heard my mother screaming ‘SNAKEEEEE’, she came running in the room where we were standing and there was this black sticky ugly animal came crawling after her.
I saw it and it was hate at first sight!

But it seems snake species was in love with me. It followed me wherever I lived after that. This relationship lasted for several years. In this modern age having a relationship with anyone for years without any personal benefits is remarkable… isn’t it?
Yes that way it was loyal.

On the occasion of ‘Nagpanchami’ I had gone to my friend’s house where a snake charmer was performing his tricks such as snake dancing on the beats of whatever instrument he was playing. This snake somehow escaped from the small basket, everybody got scared and started running including me. I ran straight to my house without my shoes on, stopped, looked behind and I saw the snake charmer putting Cobra in his basket (which was strolling on the road by the way).
I was suddenly enlightened with the fact that snakes don’t run as fast as we do. Thank god it was not one of the group members trained for the movie ‘Nagina’!
Now I am in the US, staying in one of the tallest building in downtown.
Sometimes I feel what if in the process of evolution snakes learn to crawl and climb on buildings…

Aah, but at least today it scares me only in my dreams – there is some other person who has taken snake’s place in my heart...

My first encounter with my ‘new fear’ was when I was in second year of graduation.
In our first meeting he was carrying a drilling machine. Nah, he was not a construction worker, he is called a ‘Dentist’.
This person scared me more than ALL the snakes in my life did.
First meeting (compared to all other meetings) was still ok.
When I went to this dentist second time some dentistry students were sitting there
waiting for their prey. As soon as I opened my mouth to show the doctor my decayed molar, 4/5 other ‘hunters’ poked their heads forward.
Arjuna saw entire universe when ‘Krishna’ opened his mouth but showing someone horribly decayed teeth was tooooo embarrassing.
Specially so because I was 18-19 and the students were 22-23 (that’s my guess),
some of them were smart but after seeing my teeth they must have been petrified
and I had lost all my prospects!
I had to change my doctor and started going to my dentist cousin so that my teeth matter will not be disclosed to anyone outside my family!
Even a thought of a dentist or snake brings shivers to my spine.
I pray to god everyday to give me a peaceful life with no encounter with these 2 species.

5 comments:

shashi kamate said...

I think i had read this story earlier too in your blog. I relate to you since i come from a small town too. You make a good reading, so very real and yet so light hearted. My roots lay in a village where even today the govt bus(S.T) goes once in the morning and then in evening. I make it a point to visit that place once a year, even after coming to US i visit it every time i go to india.

JAy said...

okay.. it may be far stretched but i did read it a couple of times. and each time the story meant something totally different. Interestingly enough, this story has multiple meanings -- just like the force and the dark side and the force.... :-)

all 'n all always a fun to read... what am i scared of. ? umm.. last time i was scared to death was the time when i was trying to swim in a well some 15 years ago.. after that, i haven't gotten that close to what death feels like as now i consider myself a good swimmer..:)

Mrs. Asha Joglekar said...

Great story. I too share your odntophobia and also the other too.
But Dentists and their big long syringe and still longer needle give me shivers.

Prashant Desai said...

nice read.

some things turn out more dangerous than they may seem...for example "a human being", moreover, you can't predict them.

btw, photo album madhle kaahi macros perfect aahet..

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