Tuesday, 5 August 2014

BLANK

You know that time between two moments, that feeling of nothingness? The time when no thought occupies your mind and no sense penetrates your brain – no particular sound, no definite vision and no decipherable taste. That time when you just feel BLANK.

Most parts of my last few months have been like that. Blank. Admittedly, it was not my favorite state of being. Ironically, the indifference bothered me.
I am not a slow person. Or so I’d like to believe. I comprehend everything around me. Surely, a sign of an intelligent being. However, no response to any stimulus from my part seemed needed. It seemed pointless and even meaningless. To add to this, just like the pages of diary rendered blank as the pencil marks fade away with the passage of time, my memory seemed faded. Distant. Need I also comment upon the uncertainty of the visions of future?

So as it always happens when I hit rock bottom I texted my friend describing my predicament. “Blank is good,” came her concise and severely frustrating reply.  

How can blank be good? Blank is uncertain. Uncertain in unknown. I fear the unknown. Everybody fears the unknown and its many manifestations such as darkness, future or even people from unfamiliar races or places.
And yet now I am starting to see the wisdom in her words.

It is good to be blank because you free from the burden that too much information imposes on you. Let me break it down further. Every day you make many decisions. In today’s world so much information is at your disposal that in an attempt to make the best choice you try to assimilate as much knowledge about a particular topic as you can before finally deciding upon it. The result is that your brain is constantly in a state of deliberation, trying to sort out the information. Without a second's rest you proceed to the next task which means even more information.

Now with all of us trying to make the most informed choices, the scope for going by instincts reduces significantly. The gut feeling is replaced by the statistical truth. Of course this reduces chances of mistakes but this is done at the cost of experimenting. So most of us end up following a life trajectory that has been tried and tested. And since the market is providing so many “customized choices” which are safe for the individual, necessity being the mother of all inventions gets shut away in a corner.

So blank is good. It is full of possibilities. It is good that pencil marks fade away. Because then you can fill the blank pages with new stories. Who wouldn’t prefer a diary with words scratched midway over book with mathematical formulae printed on it?

It is good to be informed. It is good to think. It is good to make a wise choice. But it is better to fall back sometimes, get a perspective and plunge head first into life. Because then you can have the pleasure of surprising yourself.