Vegging out in front of the TV, with a packet of junk in hand never felt so good. My posture, where my body’s reclined to a total 180 degrees, the crumbs on the sofa cusions and the TV on full blast is pure bliss. Whoever said “ignorance is bliss” missed out – “Idleness is bliss.”
Being idle, complete velapanti/lukhagiri (idleness in Hindi and bambaiyya Hindi respectively; which is/are considered to be horrible actions by two sets of people: Parents and teachers). Lukhagiri’s connotation, or as one one would say in logic, conventional connotation, is idleness reflecting on the company you keep and your upbringing. Idleness casts asperations on one’s character, but I honestly couldn’t care less.
I love being with nothing to do, I’d just couch potato myself or randomly post a blog – like now! Or maybe I’d paint, draw something, make a collage- last Sunday, out of unwanted visiting cards! Or just sit and stare at everything around and think, and think, and think.
Idleness could maybe open a box of regrets or maybe get you thinking so much, that you could outsmart Einstein and Edison together, maybe outsell Paulo Coelho! One should never underestimate the powers of Lukhagiri. Inaction, laziness – they dont simply mean doing nothing. It means to not do something you have to do, and just do something else all together, randomly! Loafing with friends with a long pending assignment over your head is a distraction, diversion but enjoyable!
Some people who have ample time to kill, whether in lectures or just plain waiting for people, have misunderstood the term “time to kill” wholly. Take a walk in the park, or in your mind, explore avenues, explore guys you never thought you’d consider and list can go on and on. Idleness, inactivity promotes thinking! And I’m all for it! Play truant in college, go take a walk down the promenade, stand at Queen’s Necklace and every time the waves lash towards the tetrapods and you, revel in the fun of getting soaked and finding salt particles on your clothes, hours later!
Prank calling, one of my favourite passtimes, has been an amazing time-to kill mechanism. It provides fodder for gossip for weeks among friends. Getting ingenious with the reference to the prank, and fighting, resisting the urge to guffaw in the middle of the conversation, while your friends not-so-silently snigger in the background and still enjoying a bit for yourself requires high levels of competency.
Call up a random person, start talking, bitching, engage in gossip, libel and you’ll find yourself with more information pertaining to a certain person/people than you did an hour or two earlier. Who once were remotely interesting in their endeavours, now become fascinating. I have my doubts, whether the wonders of idleness, have been ever broached upon in such detail and seen in good light!
