Sundays are for nothing

Over a period of time, it has become ingrained in my mind that Sundays are the day to laze around. Sometimes I don’t even mind skipping meals just to be lying like a lifeless body. To the extent, that I have even mastered the art to numb my brain into thinking nothing.

I mean, like, even when you are doing nothing physically, you do have thoughts running through your mind. What to do next week, you have something to fix, what is the next movie you’d want to watch or just remember something. I, on the other hand, can be lying down staring at the ceiling and thinking … nothing.

It is not an easy task, trust me… it takes years of practice. Doing nothing is something that everyone might have done few times, but doing nothing to the extent that your brain stops… that’s something that you have to work hard to achieve. It’s not like you are sleeping… you are totally awake and aware of your surroundings. If I have to explain to you, I would say, it is the state that you’d be just before you fall asleep after you have had a tiring day. Those few minutes when your brain blackouts and you are yet to fall asleep.

Imagine if you could prolong those few minutes into few hours. You are there, you are present in the world, you are watching the world go by, but you are not participating in it. You see everything, you register everything, you even remember everything, but you don’t play any part in it. You are as if totally engrossed in an interesting movie so much so that there is nothing other than the movie that crosses your mind.

If I had the liberty, I’d have extended that state of being to at least few days a week. However, sooner or later reality kicks in and I have to get ready to go to work. So that I can earn a living, to live the nothing.

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Author: Sundar Thirugnanam

An IT Laborer by the day and a cynically optimistic guy trying to break free from the matrix during after hours. I write, I shoot and I ramble over here. Cheers.

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