Randomness #2

How easy really, is it, to get tired of life?

Difficult question to ask?

Actually, it’s pretty darn easy. Just try to remember the number of times you would have said ‘my life sucks’, or ‘why is my life like this’ or all related sentences till this point in your life. Or every time you’ve frowned at the thought of it.

I myself do it all the time. And then I think all deeply about how I should do something meaningful in life, continue all my hobbies, spend time with people, etcetera, etcetera.

But then, something comes up and I’m all busy again.

Well, I think, it’s actually pretty easy to find meaning in life.

You really don’t have to do it at all! Just let it go, think of the most random things in this world, distract yourself, and you’ll finally get to it somehow!
I haven’t had any sort of experience that made me appreciate life, no such insightful discussions with someone, near death experiences, or people’s lives that inspired me that much… Well, not yet.

However, just small walks on the terrace of my apartment early in the morning are enough to remind me of the complexity of this world, of how simple it is that makes it so complex in itself.

But, when you think about it, how can anything be simple to a level that makes it so complex? And yet, here we are, living in this bundle of simply complex world, whose horizons are knowingly unknown to us.

We look for answers everywhere- we want to know everything in such a small span of time. We want to know how, why, when, and where everything happens. And in this hurry of answering all these complex questions, we forget to look straight and appreciate this mysteriously beautiful place that has now become home to us.

It’s very difficult to wake myself up early in the morning every Sunday. But when I do, I don’t regret it one bit. Just one walk on the terrace, and there is this whole new refreshing wind running through my hair. There’s all these birds flying in the sky, squirrels running around, carrying nuts, or pigeons pecking at the small grains kept on the terrace by someone. And how they instantly fly with your one move. I always end up giggling at that.
How innocent and cheerful everything looks, sounds, and feels.

And to think that the next day I’ll have to get up earlier, go to ‘learn’ and ‘educate’ myself, and do things completely opposite of this just makes me get all cranky.

Why can’t we learn by exploring the world? Why isn’t reflection and articulation and appreciation a part of our curriculum?

What kind of knowledge is this, anyway?

Well, life really sucks, doesn’t it?


The Art of Spacing Out

Maybe while you’re in the shower, or listening to your favourite music track, while reading/studying, during a boring lecture, or even while listening to someone else talk, spacing out really helps, saving us from the boredom, and taking us to a complete new world of endless possibilities. Ever noticed how fast time passes while you think about all kinds of random things? Your friend’s accent, your dog’s eye colour, about the hard working ants on the floor who recently found an old chocolate bar lying behind your bed and how they’re probably having the time of their life, about your future, your family, and the list never ends. At times I space out so bad that it’s difficult for me to come back to reality. It’s like an addiction- something that you need to do every once in a while, and every time it just comes back with increased tolerance. Sometimes that need to space out really takes over and I just have to let go; but the scariest part is that this tends to happen while I’m driving (I guess after saying this none of my friends is going to let me drive again). Just like getting lost while reading your favourite book, spacing out takes you to a complete different world altogether.

It’s definitely not something bad- escaping from reality is what everyone wants to do at some point or the other in their life. And then there will be people who complain about this habit of yours- about how it’s important for one to pay attention to what’s happening, and that its very ‘rude’ of you to be spacing out while someone is talking. Well, if one brings in manners and values, then pretty much everything we do will be undesirable in one way or another. My friends always complain about this habit of mine, that I space out at the weirdest of times- even while I’m crossing the road!

I agree it’s not very good for one to be thinking of other things while someone is saying something important or something significant. And in my defence, all I can say is that it just happens! There isn’t really a why or how to this, and I often find myself in a very vulnerable position after I come back (after spacing out for a significant amount of time, that is), only realising that I’ve missed a large chunk of the conversation and I have no clue of what everyone is talking about. Well, that’s when I dust off my green hat and try to become all Sherlock Holmes-y-ish!

I’d like to point out the fact that spacing out, for most, is a very pleasurable activity. When boredom encompasses you from all possible angles and you have nowhere to go, the art of spacing out really helps one cross all barriers of reality that this mortal world brings and you find yourself floating deep in the sea of thoughts, images, and words- all so haphazard and random! And by the time you come back, you realise a lot of time has passed and you can finally watch your favourite TV show!

While waiting for someone, or at the doctor’s, when the person before you is taking an inhumane amount of time chatting with the doctor while you are so impatient and angry, maybe when your stomach is begging for you to eat something but the lecturer won’t just stop talking, or while you are listening to your parents whine about how much time you waste on the internet, chatting away with friends- spacing out basically helps one survive at a very basic, yet important level.

I feel really proud to say this- spacing out actually has an evolutionary advantage! While we don’t focus on mundane things like showering, walking, or waiting for someone at the bus stop, our mind automatically starts to ponder about things on a larger spectrum- why you are doing what you are doing, the meaning of your existence, and even things like the origin of the universe, thus enabling insight, creativity, and a whole new level of imagination. This is why the greatest ideas and solutions reach one while they are spacing out. Another very similar term for this could be the ‘incubation period’, where you completely zone out after tirelessly thinking of solutions to a problem, and while you are randomly gazing at things, thinking of complete rubbish (not really, though)- it hits you, and ta-da! (or aha, if you may) and you have the solution. While this sounds very relaxing, remember that your brain never really rests- its working as hard as it was before, only now its unfocused, welcoming you to the world of genius thoughts!

So the next time someone points at you for spacing out while you should have been listening, you can proudly tell them that you were busy building up some mastermind ideas in your head.


I’m sitting in my room trying to write something but all that comes in my mind is… nothing. I’m trying to think of something to write but the situation makes it hard for me to get over the weirdness surrounded by me. It is really hard to concentrate on something else when your mind is preoccupied with weird random thoughts. Well, I wouldn’t call it random but it’s definitely weird. I don’t remember the last time I felt like this. I’m listening to Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall, and the lyrics seem to make a lot more sense now. It has been raining almost every day in Bangalore now and I wonder if I’ll get drenched tomorrow while coming back from college. I can’t tell you how much I hate it. I used to love getting drenched in rain. But now somehow, it sucks.
I’m sitting in my balcony and while I write this, there is a cat running around near my apartment’s swimming pool. I want to go play with it, but I feel too lazy to move. It’s such a dull day today. The song has now changed to All Fall Down by One Republic. Beautiful lyrics. I always wonder how they come up with such ideas, such great sound. I believe music is the greatest creation ever made. If it’s made or discovered, can again be debated. I’m sure there won’t be a single individual who doesn’t find music fascinating. It makes everything seem so beautiful. The rhythm, the voice, it’s so soothing.
The song changes to Heal the World by Michael Jackson and I just realize I’ve written 270 words of randomness. I guess its fine once in a while. It’s your randomness that tells you how far you can introspect and contemplate about things around you, how far you can get lost in your own thoughts. It’s difficult, with these busy lives, we have time for everyone and everything but for ourselves. We never realize, that with other people, it’s important to also give ourselves some of our attention. It’s important to flatter ourselves, to please ourselves, to love ourselves. It’s important to feel good about ourselves.
Honestly, I’ve written 3 paragraphs of complete random crap, and I don’t know why you are reading this. I don’t know why I’m still writing. Maybe everyone goes through this phase some time or the other. You just feel like there’s nothing in this world that concerns you anymore, and that you have all the time in the world and nothing to worry about. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. But I know that when I wake up tomorrow the reality will hit me hard and I’ll again know that I’ve too many things to do but too little time. Ah normal life!
Dark clouds are approaching and I think it’s going to rain. I’ll probably further wonder about something random.