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Book Review: On Philosophising, Philosophers, Philosophy and New Vistas in Applied Philosophy, by Dr. Sharmila Jayant Virkar

A little bit of context before you begin reading this book review. I have recently enrolled for an MA in Philosophy at the University of Mumbai. Philosophy is something I have been getting interested in, over the past few years, as those of you who have been reading my blogs and Instagram posts would know. During the pandemic, I thought long and hard about what I wanted to do next, and this is what I eventually came up with. It has been a challenge, getting back into academics as a student at this age, especially in a subject I have no academic background in. However, it has also been very exciting, especially thanks to my wonderful classmates (who, surprisingly, are of all age-groups, including some quite near my own) and my teachers, who have been very supportive and understanding. How well I will do is something that remains to be seen, but so far, I am enjoying this new journey and look forward to where it leads. Now that you know the background , you probably get an idea of how

An Unforgettable Encounter


We were just leaving the Pampa Sarovar, when we were hailed by an old man wearing a dhoti and a saffron kurta. I wouldn’t have called him a saint or a holy man, but he wasn’t a tourist either. He wanted a lift to his hotel, and since our driver said it was on our way, we agreed. We started talking, starting with Shankar’s favourite question – “Where are you from?”


We have heard some interesting answers to that question, which usually leads to a conversation on anything ranging from the history of the place and lineage to the politics of migration, and even the current job scene. However, this time, we were in for a surprise. The man first started talking in Hindi, which then shifted to fluent Tamil when Samhith asked me a question – he had been born in Maharashtra (Solapur), shifted to Tamilnadu (Thanjavur) as a kid, lived there for the first half of his life, and then started wandering. He had travelled across the country from the Himalayas to Rameswaram, Dwaraka to Puri, and a number of times. He had finally settled at an ashram near Jamnagar, where he took in orphans and taught them. He lived for six months in the ashram and spent 6 months satisfying his wanderlust. It was he who told me about the four Sarovars in India. He had visited all of them – including Manasarovar – all by joining groups of religious travellers. He had attended the parayan at the Pampa Sarovar temple, been paid Rs.500, which was his average earning per day, enough to meet his needs, considering that he was fed no matter where he went, since he was a ‘wandering saint’! When he heard that we had visited lots of temples too, he was even more excited, and spoke about all the temples he had visited, the number of times he had been to Badrinath and Kedarnath, even to Mount Kailash and Amarnath!



We dropped him off at his hotel – actually a guest house run by a couple – and realized that it was a haunt of Italians! Amidst people lazing around in shorts, there was a small shrine dedicated to Ganesha. The idol was not one bought in a shop, but a pattern on a tree which resembled the elephant God. And it was this that bought him to this guest house, he said. He had stayed here earlier, and while here, he performed pujas to the Lord and was in return allowed to stay at a lower rate than the regular guests!

As we bid him goodbye, I thought of all the wandering saints of yore we have read of – Appar, Sundarar, and all the rest – those who walked from one temple to the other singing praises to the Lord. Was this man the modern version of these saints? He was surely not alone – there were many more like him, I am sure. I don’t know about the religious benefits of visiting all those temples, but surely the man knows to make the most of life. within his limited means, the man manages to do what I only dream of – just wandering from one place to another, living on what he gets, making do with what resources he has, praying to the Lord and subsisting on what the Lord gives him! If that isn’t saintliness, I wonder what is! We never learnt his name. we were just too busy listening to him, but he is one traveller I shall never forget!










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