When I started “collecting” postage stamps as a 3-4 year old kid I really didn’t have to wonder about the travails that would entail a person trying to become a true “collector” or “philatelist”. The agenda was very clear: Get as many colorful and attractive stamps as possible, from as many countries as possible, and maintain them as small global souvenirs stuck on the pages of a dairy.
The sense of amazement and awe was palpable (I clearly remember that), and I believe it was in its most pure and nascent form, which manifested in my constantly scrutinizing the bits of information that stamps in my possession would carry. An Omani (?) stamp depicting a Tarsier acquainted me with the elusive and nocturnal animal, and stamps from Congo made me aware about the fact that it was a Belgian colony not so long back in past. Almost like little bits of facts and factual information that Graham Greene describes very succinctly as “useless bits of information stick to the mind, just like barnacles stick to the bottom of a boat”¹. But then, what is life but a traversing and collection of everything signifying the random.
Other competing hobbies took over sometime during that blissful period of childhood and those diaries were stashed away in the store, not to be looked into for many years, gathering the dust of utter neglect. By the time I was in the high school I still didn’t know the rudiments of philately, I had definitely experienced the exhilarating feeling of being a “collector”.
My exposure to philately (as the more technical nomenclature for study of postal history is usually referred to as) was somewhere around 2004, when having worked for a couple of years certain surprising circumstances got me back in touch with a pursuit that i had left long time back.
In the contemporary setting, apart from realizing what a detail oriented field philately was, I also realized how it was being slowly and steadily becoming decadent with entry of people who considered stamps and postal history as nothing but “revenue multipliers”. It would be perfectly fine as a business venture that is gaining ground and establishing philately as an established means of generating capital, but unfortunately this is accompanied by declining interest in people (and especially children) to pursue philately as a hobby.
I myself question very frequently whether I would be satisfied as a collector or a philatelist and seeing the metamorphoses that this age old hobby is going through I have decided to do a bit of both.
¹ Graham Greene “Monsignor Quixote”, Pp. XXX,





