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Season of gifts
ASHA NEHEMIAH
Gifts are an excellent, wordless way of telling people how much
they mean to us or what we think of them. The kings of ancient
Siam had a rather unusual way of telling a troublesome courtier
that they were displeased with him. They would actually present
the unfortunate noblemen with a most valuable gift - a white
elephant. This was an expensive but extremely effective form of
punishment. The elephant would be a constant burden on the
nobleman, as it would require to be fed large amounts. Since
white elephants are considered sacred, the poor nobleman would
not be able to put the animal to work. Neither could he risk
offending the king by selling off the gift. The king's gift would
finally ruin the nobleman and leave him penniless. This has
subsequently given rise to the term "a white elephant" to
indicate any object that makes us spend on its upkeep without
being of the slightest use.
In India, exchanging gifts and sweets is customary at festival
times like Christmas and Diwali. Often this is done as a habit,
without the giver even pausing to think about it. It is not
unusual for lists of names to be drawn up and cards and sweets
sent to all the people on the list.
Many years ago, the Italian composer Puccini had done the same.
He had placed a standing order with the best baker in the city
asking that a fruit cake be sent to each of his friends at
Christmas. One year, Puccini quarrelled with his friend, the
conductor Toscanini. The quarrel went on for months and when
Christmas arrived, Puccini suddenly remembered that a cake would
be sent to Toscanini on his behalf. He rushed to the baker's shop
only to find that the cake had just been dispatched.
Annoyed at this and determined to show Toscanini that the quarrel
was not yet over, Puccini scribbled a note to him: "Cake sent by
mistake". When he saw the messenger returning with something,
Puccini felt a childish satisfaction that his cake was being
returned. What the messenger brought back, however, was not the
cake, but a mischievous note from Toscanini saying, "Cake eaten
by mistake."
Some people have the privilege of demanding the sort of gifts
they would like to receive. Queen Victoria was so enchanted when
she read "Alice in Wonderland" that she took the liberty of
writing an appreciative note to Lewis Carroll. In her beautiful
ornate handwriting, the Queen,mentioned that she would be most
pleased to receive any other work by the same pen. At that time
Charles Dodgson (for that was Lewis Carroll's real name) had not
yet written the sequel to Alice or any of his poems or novels.
Yet he wanted to oblige his queen. The next day Queen Victoria
was surprised to receive one of the other works Caroll had penned
- Dodgson's Syllabus of Plane Algebraical Geometry. The queen had
not realised that the author of Alice was also a mathematician.
Some gifts are simple but cost the giver a great deal and are
therefore cherished more by the recipient. Above all the diamonds
and opulent jewels she received as a wedding gift, Queen
Elizabeth II is said to have valued a special personal gift from
the Mahatma. It was a plain white shawl knit from the yarn spun
by Gandhi himself.
Of course, there are people who give lavish gifts that do not
cost them anything. The most cheeky of these was probably the
famous Spanish painter Salvador Dali. He breezed into a bookshop
in New York and asked for a copy of his own book The Secret Life
of Salvador Dali.
"Have you read this book?" Dali asked the salesman, thumbing
through the copy he was shown. Flattered, the salesman replied
that he had not.
"Then take this," Dali replied most magnanimously and pushed the
book across the counter, adding, "It is my gift to you. Would you
like me to autograph it for you?"
The salesman was delighted and Dali autographed the copy with his
usual flourish.
It was only when the great artist left the store did the salesman
realise that he had not paid for the book. And so the poor
salesman ended up having to pay for his own gift.
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