The words ‘role model’ usually and ostensibly refer to a parent or a sibling or a teacher or, in rare cases, a sportsman. But will I be digressing from the norm if I state that my one true role model (whom I always look up in awe and admiration) is a character from the pages of fiction? Perhaps yes, perhaps no! After all, making a choice of that one role model out of dozens of nominated names that buzz inside your head is a challenging task. Hopefully, you will spare me this dare of picking up someone who is more of a public figure than someone whom I can call my own (completely my own). But then when I am reading his books, it seems quite like a real face-to-face talk between me and him, as if two people sitting on two sides of the page sharing some fascinating conversations and falling in love with each other.
But then when the person in question is as great as Albus Dumbledore is, all rules, restrictions, norms and conditions have to be discarded. They simply lose their worth before a man of such gargantuan persona. It is the way he speaks, it is the way he carries himself and it is the way he runs an institution (Hogwarts) with so much aplomb that I wonder if I am the only one in the world to have him as my role model!
Dumbledore’s shrewd mind, his sagacious eyes which seem to see everything around, his beard that is perhaps as old as some of our politicians (or even older), his cheek for grinning even at the face of death, his armor of immense wit and that undeniable gift of the gab; how can you not fall in complete, utter and irrevocable awe of this man?
Dumbledore, through his words and through Harry’s eyes, has not just conveyed some plain truths of life to me but has also been a constantly looming presence during all my times, good or bad. Twirling his words through my mind, I have found solace in them at times which were bad enough to crush me to pieces. His wisecracks have been shockingly real, so earthly, so easy to agree upon and so astoundingly relatable that you feel scared lest this man was standing behind you all your life, observing every act of yours with his all-seeing eyes and witnessing every deed (heinous or wise) you ever committed.
With so many other indefinable and unexplainable traits ingrained deep within this mystically flamboyant character, I wonder if I am the only one in the world to have him as my role model!
And so during one moment of random hallucination, I closed my eyes, looked clearly at him over the misty air and tossed an unsettling query at his smiling visage,
“Sir, is this blog post real or is it just happening inside my head?”
And he tossed back a rather unconvincing reply accompanied with his queer chuckle,
“Of course it is happening inside your head, but why do you think it is not real?”