CLUTTER CLEARING

There's a certain relief in cleaning away clutter...In performing menial, down - on - your - knees labor...it keeps you on your feet and leaves space for your mind to go on autopilot.

Thinking..Thinking..Thinking..It just goes haywire and suddenly, SNAP!!! Shattered, numbed and annihilated..the mind. Enough, it says and you ignore it, still pushing on weary feet till finally it just breaks down.

Scrubbing floors, cleaning loos, dusting and ruthlessly organising books or anything that is disorganised, simply helps..Coz your hands know where they have to put things, as sure as the day you were born, but still the mind is on, filing away, thinking.

It's only biding its time..waiting for your hands to finish so that it can take over.

We're shifting our office...And I have been endlessly staring at the computer screen, cut -copy - paste. cut -copy - paste. cut -copy - paste. cut -copy - paste...My life so far and today i took a break. I know I have to finish the presentation, I know I have a huge backlog. But if i don't take a break now and do some back breaking work...i'll surely die or brain fever.

So here I am, stacking away cards, labeling,sorting files and arranging papers.All the while, my mind is lying in wait..I can't even say quiet..since it won't quiet down.

But if a day comes when I have no chattering going on in my head or when I my mind is as quiet as a dried up well..I think i'll just drift along..an empty husk.devoid of life..like a puppet. It's a scary thought.

"I shouted to them..Silence
I want some peace

Quiet, I said...
And then I paused to listen

And only the silence echoed back...
I have arrived

And the voices faded into oblivion