I was returning home from the park. "Hey stupid man" I heard a feeble voice from behind. I looked back, did not find anybody. Then I realized that the voice came from my wallet, my sweet girl friend struggling inside my Jean's pocket. To give that bumpy look to one of my backs ! She continued "Just open me and look what all you have stuffed inside". I opened her with a purpose different from the usual one.
The wallet continued complaining :
"It's I who knows more than you how rich you are ! See those soiled ten rupee notes, older than you and me. Don't get too much excited by seeing that neat 500 rupee note, it could be a fake one. Four debit cards with pins of no use for you and others. Those two credit cards, for which nothing much to "credit" about, eventually debit has to happen. And that plastic card which authorizes you to drive erratically on any Indian "road like surface", the photograph one which can not be recognized even by yourself. I am fine with these things. But look at those another 20 items, which are of no use to you - just to quote a few of them, life membership card from some vague club where you don't intend to go there in this life time, acknowledgment slip from your banker for depositing a cheque for 3000 rupees that too 6 months back, credit cards which expired 2 years back. Please do something to reduce my weight. Don't drag me to court like those three air-hostess of India Airlines did the other day, for sacking them citing their overweight as the reason".
I closed her mouth assuring that I will do something today.
I entered my house and straight went to the kitchen to have a glass of water, started having that good habit off-late thanks to the nice, hot weather outside. The kitchen too was not in a happy mood at all. She started complaining :
"See what all you stuffed here. I can understand that huge fruit - papaya on a daily basis, the only fruit you can afford these days. I can understand those large number of tomatoes, you pretend it is more a fruit than a veggie and buy in large numbers as it costs less than 10 rupees/kg. But see those unnecessary things - two pressure cookers, which are not functional due to heavy and continuous "pressure" they faced for years. That water softener which gave you "hard" times whenever you tried to use it. Let me not go on with the list, as that would reveal your "non-eating" habits more. Do some thing to clean up this mess, so that I don't look like that dirty Kerala mess on next street".
I promised her that all that she said is digested by me, something would happen soon.
I powered on my PC laptop. The story is no different there as well . She started "See those documents. Stored redundantly with no idea as when you would open them. You had keyed in some confidential stuff and secured them with encryption using 32 digit passwords which even you can not remember now. When did you go last to that control panel and looked at those umpteen list of programs, most of them freeware which you don't need at all."
I realised that at this rate the laptop may go on strike soon. I was about to open my table to pick up that back up DVD. The table started yelling " When are you going to clean up my inner parts ? Have you noticed what all is there in my drawers? See those countless CD/DVDs which are old and useless after losing all its memory. See those number of ball pens - naked, topless with balls exposed. See those old telephone bills which do not ring even a bell to you. See those shocking electricity bills from 2010. See that diary of year 2004 on which you wrote your name in the first page and then never wrote anything on that diary, for that matter any other diary after that !" He was furious.
I didn't dare to look at anything else today. My mobile phone, my wad robe - none. If I pick anything, I am going to hear complaints after complaints only.
I closed my eyes. Now my mind started complaining - "I am more complex. You don't know what my capacity is. You don't have any clue as how I store data. You don't have any control on how my memory is managed. Things are getting dumped on me, without knowing when and where it will be used.With no guarantee that something will be reproduced so accurately. Sadly you can not throw something out of me, like you decided to throw out from your wardrobe those undersized and over-sized T-shirts which you had bought at different stages of good part of your life. Moreover you stuff all negative things in to my memory. Don't I need to be a bit more positive ?"
Yes that's possible. That easy. All I have to do is fill up my mind with more and more positive things. To drive away all those negatives. Here is one place where "unlike poles repel". I opened my eyes and then opened the newspaper. City news - "Man chops student's wrist in trivial fight", "Family of seven set on fire in their sleep" !
I decided to close my eyes, positively ! I tried to close my mind as well !!
The wallet continued complaining :
"It's I who knows more than you how rich you are ! See those soiled ten rupee notes, older than you and me. Don't get too much excited by seeing that neat 500 rupee note, it could be a fake one. Four debit cards with pins of no use for you and others. Those two credit cards, for which nothing much to "credit" about, eventually debit has to happen. And that plastic card which authorizes you to drive erratically on any Indian "road like surface", the photograph one which can not be recognized even by yourself. I am fine with these things. But look at those another 20 items, which are of no use to you - just to quote a few of them, life membership card from some vague club where you don't intend to go there in this life time, acknowledgment slip from your banker for depositing a cheque for 3000 rupees that too 6 months back, credit cards which expired 2 years back. Please do something to reduce my weight. Don't drag me to court like those three air-hostess of India Airlines did the other day, for sacking them citing their overweight as the reason".
I closed her mouth assuring that I will do something today.
I entered my house and straight went to the kitchen to have a glass of water, started having that good habit off-late thanks to the nice, hot weather outside. The kitchen too was not in a happy mood at all. She started complaining :
"See what all you stuffed here. I can understand that huge fruit - papaya on a daily basis, the only fruit you can afford these days. I can understand those large number of tomatoes, you pretend it is more a fruit than a veggie and buy in large numbers as it costs less than 10 rupees/kg. But see those unnecessary things - two pressure cookers, which are not functional due to heavy and continuous "pressure" they faced for years. That water softener which gave you "hard" times whenever you tried to use it. Let me not go on with the list, as that would reveal your "non-eating" habits more. Do some thing to clean up this mess, so that I don't look like that dirty Kerala mess on next street".
I promised her that all that she said is digested by me, something would happen soon.
I powered on my PC laptop. The story is no different there as well . She started "See those documents. Stored redundantly with no idea as when you would open them. You had keyed in some confidential stuff and secured them with encryption using 32 digit passwords which even you can not remember now. When did you go last to that control panel and looked at those umpteen list of programs, most of them freeware which you don't need at all."
I realised that at this rate the laptop may go on strike soon. I was about to open my table to pick up that back up DVD. The table started yelling " When are you going to clean up my inner parts ? Have you noticed what all is there in my drawers? See those countless CD/DVDs which are old and useless after losing all its memory. See those number of ball pens - naked, topless with balls exposed. See those old telephone bills which do not ring even a bell to you. See those shocking electricity bills from 2010. See that diary of year 2004 on which you wrote your name in the first page and then never wrote anything on that diary, for that matter any other diary after that !" He was furious.
I didn't dare to look at anything else today. My mobile phone, my wad robe - none. If I pick anything, I am going to hear complaints after complaints only.
I closed my eyes. Now my mind started complaining - "I am more complex. You don't know what my capacity is. You don't have any clue as how I store data. You don't have any control on how my memory is managed. Things are getting dumped on me, without knowing when and where it will be used.With no guarantee that something will be reproduced so accurately. Sadly you can not throw something out of me, like you decided to throw out from your wardrobe those undersized and over-sized T-shirts which you had bought at different stages of good part of your life. Moreover you stuff all negative things in to my memory. Don't I need to be a bit more positive ?"
Yes that's possible. That easy. All I have to do is fill up my mind with more and more positive things. To drive away all those negatives. Here is one place where "unlike poles repel". I opened my eyes and then opened the newspaper. City news - "Man chops student's wrist in trivial fight", "Family of seven set on fire in their sleep" !
I decided to close my eyes, positively ! I tried to close my mind as well !!
good imagination sir .finally ur point is newspapers are getting us negative thoughts?
ReplyDeleteThanks Sathyapriya.
DeleteThat's one point. We tend to look at only negative news in a newspaper while there are many positives in the same newspaper.
Many of the sentences in the post is telling somebody what one should not do in the future.