Idleness

There is a strange pleasure in idleness. It is the stuff dreams ought to be made of. I wonder why we always dream, whether asleep or awake, of doing something, of some sort of action. I wonder why we are so concerned about what we want or need to do at a certain time, on a certain day or in our lives as a whole. I wonder why we give action as opposed to inaction so much importance. The reason I don’t understand these things could be my lack of knowledge; it is probable that I am unaware of some truths that the world discovered centuries ago making them more prone than me to live a life under the enormous and continuous pressure of action. But it could also be that the world has missed some very important facts.

Am I mistaken or do the Zen Buddhists, Hindu yogis and even Muslim saints always preach meditation as a fundamental part of life involving spiritual elevation. If I am not mistaken, doesn’t it mean that a complete abandonment of all external stimuli and internal thoughts is the ultimate way to clear one’s mind and the first step towards spiritual illumination? In other words, idleness is necessary to get the clarity required to act properly. We, on the other hand, have such disdain for idleness that we have totally lost this beautiful habit and resultantly spend our lives always on the go. We are always running after something, and when we find it, well…we start running after something else. Most of us then end up sick, confused, frustrated, sad and out of breath. There is a lot of wisdom in the life of the yogis and the Sufis. Isn’t it about time we took a break from our race and rather than finding solace in the self-help books based on their teachings, follow the most basic teaching of these sages; without the slightest trace of guilt for being idle?

I don’t know, I just think this might be true. As for me, I am not consciously chasing any spiritual illumination, though it might come as a side-effect. I am idle, but that’s only because…..I am lazy, and not ashamed of it.

Shuntoo on ‘likes’

“We want likes from girls, from boys from people in positions of power, from any random person we come in contact with. It is normal human nature. But somewhere in that race for likes we completely lose our fundamental values. We begin choosing to do the wrong thing if that brings us likes in life rather than do the right thing which might bore people and they might stop liking our lifebook pages. It’s all about cheap popularity, about attractive advertising, about letting people know that you are something, attracting them, making them like you and then ensuring that they hang on and God forbid, don’t press the unlike button.”~Shuntoo

He never thought….

He never thought he was capable of it. But when the time came he overcame all the obstacles. He never thought he was capable. But when the opportunity came he grasped it with both hands. He never thought he was capable. But when he came face to face with challenges, he was up to the task every single time. He never gave up. He never gave in. He kept moving forward. He kept falling. But he felt getting up again. And he kept moving. He never thought he was capable. But, more importantly, he never thought he was incapable either. Maybe the secret lies in not thinking what you can or cannot do. Maybe the secret lies in just doing it and finding out.

He thought up an idea. He made a plan to achieve it. There were obstacles in his path and he had to overcome them one by one, sometimes using fair, at other times unfair means. He stepped on a number of toes on his way, encountered many failures but never gave up. He made friends of people who agreed with his cause and enemies of those who opposed him. He loved things that supported his struggle and hated those that were bad for it. He ignored all the voices that criticized him and went on, unrelenting, with his held up high.

And he succeeded in the end. Only now, he does not think it was such a good idea to start with!!!

I don’t really remember it, but I’ve heard there was a time when gold was the standard currency of the world. Now it’s the dollar. The dollar which is just paper that pretends to be of value……and how well does it pretend!

I don’t really remember it, but I’ve heard there was a time when warriors, men of courage, men of dignity were known, revered and admired by the people. Now it’s the actors. The actors who just pretend to be warriors, men of courage, men of dignity……and their respect depends on how well they pretend.

I don’t really remember it, but I’ve heard there was a time when people listened to, believed in and followed the teachings of prophets, sages, walis. Now they listen to, believe in and emulate rock stars. Rock stars who just pretend to be singing lyrics that are prophetic, wise and truthful…..and the admiration they get depends on how well they pretend.

I’m not really sure but I’ve heard that people today complain that they don’t see any purity in the world. I’m not surprised at this. I’m just surprised at anyone expecting any different.

Shuntoo is ill

I got a weird feeling when I heard that Shuntoo was ill. When I reached the hospital, this is what I found written on the sheet. The words within brackets are my own.

Dear Friend, Relative, Colleague or Whoever you are

If you have not come to visit me and have been handed this sheet by mistake, please return it and go ahead with your own business. (Not falling in this category, I read on).

If you have come to ask me what happened, I came down with a serious stomach virus, the result of something I ate from a roadside stall. I kept vomiting and shitting for three days after which I was brought to this hospital suffering from severe dehydration.

If you are interested in my present condition and my future, I feel much better now and the doctors say I will be discharged in the next couple of days.

If you intend to give me some crappy advice, I already know that roadside stalls are a risk and I am not interested in any frigging medicine or desi totka or a better doctor or hospital or Hakim that you know.

If you have come to cheer me up, you can do that best by returning. I am in a pretty cheerful mood and seeing you will probably ruin it.

If you have brought fruit or flowers or something of the sort take it back and give it to someone who gives a shit. Or leave it at the reception and I will make sure it gets to such a person.

If you have just come to fulfill your obligation as a good human being, relax. Your greatness has been noted and will be duly forgotten and ignored as most such actions are.

If you have come for any other purpose, please note that I don’t care and will highly appreciate if you leave me alone.

And finally, if you have some extremely urgent business (which I seriously doubt) you can call me on my cell. In case you don’t have my number, it shows that you are not very close to me and hence should mind your own frigging business. And please remember, if you call me and your business does not turn out to be extremely urgent, I might lose my temper and will not be responsible for the consequences.

Signed
Shuntoo