A Year of Papyrophobia

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After almost one year of booklessness, I started reading again…

Few years back, I was pursuing this professional course, which required a little too much reading on my part. By the time I had completed the course, I felt so much annoyed whenever I had to read anything on paper. Forget about reading a book, I couldn’t even read a newspaper. I had even stopped peaking in to what someone else’s reading while sitting in the bus. I switched over to my phone for all the reading that I needed. I had completely dumped all the papers from my life. You can even say that I had almost behaved like having Papyrophobia.

And then I got in to IT industry, which was almost paperless work. It took me almost a year to recover from that phobia and to accept reading books again.

Yesterday, I started reading a book, and guess what! All the memories started flooding in my mind. All the books that I had read, the feeling when you flip through those pages, trying to know more and more of what’s written inside and constantly thinking about what the author would serve you with on pages to come…

I remembered and practiced all my reading styles – sitting, sleeping, upside-down hanging, walking, above-the-cupboard reading, laying-on-the-grass reading, sitting-on-the-water-tank reading… (Yeah they will sound more than just weird, but that’s me… :P)

I read the book constantly for about an hour and then I realized how much I missed it. How much I wanted to read those books I had planned to read for all the time! How many books I had in my wishlist…!

Reading makes you think and interpret and try to guess what the author would’ve wanna say, and then think over it again and again. Reading gives you so much of new information, increases your vocabulary and even is a nice pass time – a minimal effort activity even. Reading is exploration, reading is imagination, reading is going beyond boundaries, reading is finding yourself… Reading is fun.

But when I thought over it, it was a little difficult to read now, after a long pause. Not due to the pause, but due to the way our lifestyle has changed over these years…

Earlier I used to charge my phone once in four-five days, and now I have to charge it twice a day – not that the battery is bad, but my usage has increased a lot. My idle time, which earlier was occupied with reading or writing some stuff, now goes wasted in checking people’s status updates online.

I used to love reading stories and used to read them (almost) over a go… But now, that is replaced with watching movies. I seldom “try” to read anything, b’cuz probably all of it is available either in verbal or visual form and I don’t want to put more efforts in getting the information.

So have you felt this way lately? Do you see a change overtaking us, a change in the pattern we spend our time? Apart from wasting it at office and sleeping, do we have started wasting it over those screens?

So I would suggest you people, put your smartphones aside and go out do something “real”… you might be surprised what you have had missed for all this time you were looking on that screen 😉

As they say, a phobia is only in our head. Just do it and the phobia is gone…

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One Day with One Hand

First off, I wanted to apologize for the paucity of posts as of late. April just ended, the month after March year-end for most companies and so my late nights usually went working at office. This has devoured the time I usually have to write posts.

I had planned several things to do when this hectic month was to complete. Me and my family even had decided to go on a vacation this summer to rejoice probably the last summer we may be able to spend together (b’cuz I’m gonna go to different places as my official job is going to start after this summer).

But Mr. Fate always have different plans for me… I fell from the staircase, got my hand fractured and found myself sitting idly on my bed. All the plans, all the wishes now trashed…

Scattered on my bed, trying to sleep, I recalled the whole day that how I managed to get things done using my single other hand. It all started the earlier morning…

I woke up feeling fresh and happy as this was the last day of work and soon I was going back to meet my parents. Finally my wait was over. After having my breakfast, I was going towards the road when all of sudden my leg tricked on some wooden pipe and I fell with my face towards the ground..

I tried to reduce the impact by using hands, which was my worst decision as then I came to know that my left hand’s scaphoid bone got a crack…

Doctor said that this is the worst bone to be broken! As it takes too much time to recover… Mr. Fate always gives me his best and toughest test!

I went home after about a 4 hour treatment (not that the treatment was so long, 90% comprised of waiting time). I wanted to pee. But for that I have to unbutton my pant, one handed. I somehow managed, but it stroke me well enough that my hard time has started.

I had to get in to my night apparel. But that was kept in a suitcase, which was again on a raised platform. My right hand was not fractured but had some bone-mascular injury. I couldn’t even lift my laptop one handedly!

I tried to get the suitcase, but it just slipped from my hands. I couldn’t bare the pain… The suitcase landed on the floor with a bang and spilled the insides all over the surrounding. My plan to take rest was screwed up as now I have to put things back to their place.

Finally I landed on my bed to take rest, but the annoying calls from office, friends and others never allowed me to sleep… I don’t get one thing – what is the point of asking ‘How are you now’ or ‘how are you feeling’ when we know that the person is sick! That’s common sense, I mean…

I got up feeling hungry. I had to go outside for getting some food. For that I had to dress up again. But i remembered the pain I faced while changing the earlier time, so I decided to go out in these night apparel itself. To hell with what people may think…

I had to lock my room. We had that old external lock which needs one hand to hold the lock and other hand to twist the key. I had to use my leg as substitute, don’t ask me how!

That day I had to apply for membership in the professional course I had cleared. I had to first verify the docs with a verifying authority. I went there and told him my purpose. He asked me to show him the docs,  in the most rude tone one can possibly say. My docs were in a folder with a closing flap. I somehow managed to open the flap but now I had to remove docs from there. I was trying so hard to remove the docs but my one handed efforts were not enough.

All this while, that person was looking at me and shouting “Where are the docs? Where are they? Show me!”…

I looked at him desperately for help but he just looked away and did his typing on keyboard…

That time I learned something… being good is bullshit! I should have been a bad boy with other criminal friends… So that we could together beat him to death! But I was a good boy, I was bullshit…

Back at home, it was dinner time. It was self-service and I had to put things I have to eat in my plate. But I had only one hand… After dinner I got my water bottle. But to open the bottle I needed two hands!

After a hard day, I went to sleep. Next day, it was morning mumble-jumble. Brushing my teeth to start at… how do I remove the paste from its tube onto the toothbrush with one hand! Taking bath with one hand was another issue…

My favourite way to use my time is to play some musical instruments or even a table – can be used as a tabla… 😛 but now. . 😦

Scattered on the bed, I recalled my previous day. This is just the beginning, I thought. Let’s see what Mr Fate has planned for me…

Bipolar – a disorder or a choice?

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“Don’t worry, be happy!” – a dialogue that we hear so often these days…

According to surveys conducted these days, many people around us are suffering from bipolar disorder. It means that person has two extreme psychological state of mind where he is extremely happy and enthusiastic and on the other hand is extremely depressed and shallow… but is it really a mental disorder? Or is it that people are choosing this by themselves..?

Our environment is changing day after day and so is our society, our culture and our beliefs. Earlier people used to spend their life learning something new each day or doing the same thing everyday. Anyway, they were happy. Now people try to learn something new everyday or just waste their time doing things comfortable to them. Anyway, they are unsatisfied! Why?

We get sad when no one likes our status on social network. We get sad when we disagree on tonight’s dinner venue with our partner. We spend double the time in editing a pic than in taking some more beautiful snaps! We feel depressed when we see other’s clever display picture. If someone can play guitar, we feel inferior,  even when we are master in painting! We feel irritated by heat, we don’t like cold, we hate mud during monsoon! We get jealous on someone’s pretty face. One day without talking to our best friend, we feel like dying! ‘No network connection’ message on our phone and we are devastated! Next day we apply for MNP!  We like others with the expectation that they will in turn like us… We ourselves are making our lives complicated!

Instead of trying to fake what we are not, why not be ourselves! Accept that people can be better than us in some area! Accept that we can be disliked by someone. Digest that we may not be perfect personality for few people! But for others, we may be everything they have…

For example, I was travelling from some unknown place on earth where only public transportation is available, at least on paper. The 6:15 bus will come at 7:15, then there is traffic jam because people are not following traffic rules, then the uneven roads, the withered condition of bus and not to forget the huddled sitting conditions inside it.

Instead of cursing the people around me, the people of this country and the government, I thought why not utilise that time and do something..! I could have sat there arguing with the driver, taking out my anger on other passengers and cursing the conditions of this country. But I ‘chose’ to write this post, while listening to my favourite pop and rock collection… Instead of being sad and irritated, I chose to be happy!

There was a constant smile on my face, even in that totally pesky condition. Because of my smile, the person sitting next to me felt more comforting to start a conversation with me, than waste his time looking out of the window and waiting for other vehicles to move. At the end, he was smiling too. Because of his smile, the next person felt happy too. Soon the whole bus felt peace and people started choosing to be happy over the option of being sad…

But there was one person in front of me. He constantly kept on cursing different people. Even when we had left that traffic behind and we’re enjoying the cool breeze of summer night, he was still irritated for being there. His face was the worst and he would probably feel better only after two to three days! Now would you choose to be so…?

You may be thinking that this is another be satisfied, love your life, love others kinda bullshit! But no! It is not… I’m no where saying you to be satisfied in life. I’m not asking you to accept the ‘bad’. We should fight against it and ask for our rights. But, is it required to give away our smile in the process?

We have become materialistic. We love our ipods more than our little siblings. We spend time infront of the screen trying to add it up to our friends list. Instead why not hangout with our friends, real ones! But try to find happiness in such temporary events… even the smallest bumper on the road is enough to screw our journey and soon we would be off-tracked!

In the topsy-turvyness of this world, we are faking our identify by being the person we are not. We eat, drink and wear what we think would impress others. And get depressed when we fail in it. In our lives, we fall, we crawl, we break but we take what we get… cuz life’s like this!

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Two Faces

So people let’s not fake it. Remember,  there’s always a choice and the choice is ours to make… Choose to be happy 😉

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