Do nothing


I always used to do something 

It was unusual to be idle.

As a kid, for me, idle was to be in deep thoughts,

While I worked on something-

Like picking ilanji flowers,

While thinking of all possibilities-

Of where I can hide the mangoes,

Or eating the flesh from the kokum fruit-

And thinking of plucking the red cashew apple,

As it was few and rare-

And the yellow ones were abundant.

As I grew, I felt it was necessary to be doing something always.

Being unwell was a nightmare-

Though I constantly was ill.

Books were the reason to be engaged.

There was guilt of doing nothing

That always frothed…

I had hard time enjoying idleness-

Until one day I realised,

You can enjoy doing nothing.

Sometimes that's when you can rejuvenate you-

Look into yourself and understand

What you really are.

What you really wish to be-

And that this moment is never to come again-

Therefore just to be in the moment.

It was never easy,

But I do it better now.

Sometimes we need to go to factory setting

Format and restart!

There was a time when I was exhausting myself-

I was consciously distracting me that-

I won't find time for myself-

That I would be unable to answer-

The questions that were brushed off-

Over and over again for years.

It's probably true that your emotional-

Stress manifest as ailments in long run.

I had to go for a surgery-

The best part I loved was being anaesthetised…

The true blank idleness-

Probably I would be the lone person-

Who enjoyed the emptiness and blankness,

That you realise after you wake up.

True, I didn't act upon the questions even then,

Still that need for nothingness 

Was important at that moment somehow.

Not to tell otherwise, it's a definite thing

That you answer the questions-

And do nothing occasionally.

I think that's important-

You deserve at times to do nothing.


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