How many of us woke up before 6am this morning? How many of us woke up before 5? And what did we do after waking up? Hit the snooze? Or go for a jog on that nearby park? Maybe hastily read through the pre reads for the day…or curse the professors for giving us so much work so early in the academic year.
Have we ever just sat in the balcony, and listened to the patter of the early morning rain? Have we ever just felt the warmth of the piping hot chai or enjoyed the aroma of freshly wet soil? Have we ever just sat there and did…nothing!
We are all living in Mumbai, the city of dreams, the city that never sleeps. We all are doing MBA, the course which essentially teaches us how to make time for things when we don’t have any spare. Put those two together and what do we have? A jumbled mess of hasty actions and running through the entire day without stopping for any breath. Between all this where is the time to take a break and do nothing? We are in our prime and health doesn’t seem like a priority at this juncture. So off we run, without discretion, and sometimes without direction.
When I went to sleep last night, the thoughts running in my head were how many chapters I had to pre read, how many sums I had to solve, and how many articles I had to analyse. When I woke up in the morning ,while brushing my teeth I was going through all the concepts I had learnt the previous night. I recalled my timetable and task list for the day while bathing and quickly glanced through this speech while rushing through my breakfast. I did not notice the cool morning air caressing me, neither did I notice the fragrant flowers that had bloomed overnight.
And then I suddenly stopped. I was stumped. Why was I rushing through everything Why was I stressing about everything? Why are WE stressing about everything? I had somewhere read an article talking about the art of nothingness. The zen state that we achieve when we just are. Nothing matters, there is just existence. And then I laughed. I am a MBA student, I can’t afford to think about nothing. That’s not what I am here for. I am here to achieve, to conquer, to make my dreams a reality. But that doesn’t mean I had to keep running indiscriminately or aimlessly.
Today I had a wake up call. Maybe one day I can go after my dreams and still appreciate the rain without cursing it for making me late for my morning lecture.
Maybe, just maybe I can do everything and nothing.