Friday, March 26, 2010

NOTHING, EVERYTHING, SOMETHING


So I’m sitting in a café doing nothing that would even border on extraordinary. Jus sitting, talking, drinking the same old coffee that I do for 2 years now! Nothing out of the ordinary, but little did I know that the conversation would take a turn into something that I would think about a lot in the hours to come.

A friend talking about The most basic concepts of life. Nothing, Everything and Something. Well hey! These must probably be the words that we utter the most during a day, during our entire lifetime. But do we really understand the real significance of them?? Do we realize that the whole world, the whole humanity rests upon their shoulders?? That the whole world incidentally constitutes and incarnates these three massive words.

Think of a man on the road. A beggar. An outcast. If you look at him, the first thought that would come to your mind would be that he has nothing. He is defined because he has nothing, according to the person who watches him. But does he really? If you ask him, he might actually have something else to say. He might not have any material possessions, but doesn’t his possession of a will to live in all the difficulties count? Doesn’t that make him a possessor of something? According to me it does. He would do and say everything except believe that he has Nothing. Its human tendency. In a situation where all might superficially be lost, one holds on to the last thread of hope and refuses to accept that all is lost. So does the perception of the person observing him count or does the perception of the beggar in itself?

Now lets move on to Everything. A stark opposite to Nothing. A complete negation of Nothing would be called Everything. Today we sit here, looking at all the famous and prosperous people in the entire world, coming to a conclusion that they have Everything! Maybe they do. I wouldn’t know. I can’t speak for them, as I, unfortunately, or I daresay, fortunately, do not belong to this group. A person having all the money in the world need not necessarily have Everything. He does possess everything money can buy. But what about those things that are not tangible?? There might be an absence of intangible treasures that would reduce his life to nothingness. In spite of having Everything, he would have Nothing. Albert Camus, a famous writer of the 20th century once said that he was nostalgic of his life at the time when he was poor. Why would that be, one asks oneself? It is simple of course. He, who had seen and lived in both, the world of misery and the world of complete luxury can say better of what differentiates the world of the assumed ‘Nothing’ and that of the assumed ‘Everything’. So basically, the concepts of Nothing and Everything are interchangeable and in spite of being apparently contradictory, can co-exist.

Moving on to Something. This should be easy I guess. Considering the beggar again. Well he does not have everything, neither does he have nothing. And thus, he does finally have Something. Just like the wealthy and seemingly prosperous, have only a Something and not a Everything. Everybody possesses something. Be it a condo in the most expensive area, or a second hand car, or the love of their life or just the simple will to live. ‘Nothing’, ‘Everything’ and ‘Something ‘need not always be measured by material possessions. They do have a metaphysical dimension. So if we consider every man, and that of course means woman included, we can easily conclude that Nobody has Nothing and Everything, but everybody has Something.

So now we know that man in any kind of situation finds himself with Something. So now how would you elaborate ‘Nothing + Everything = Something’? it is clear that in a situation of Nothingness and Completeness, where the two concepts co-exist, there is always a Something that resides within. Each and every person has their own definition of Nothing, Something and Everything. Reality is Perception. However varied they might be, it always comes down to the fact that in the desire to get rid of ‘Nothing’ and to achieve ‘Everything’, we always, at the end of the tunnel, find only ‘Something’.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

I Cannot Write..!!!


“NO! Will you stop having the same old argument again and again??? Just give it a rest OK?? You can’t! You can’t write like the others! And you just will never be able to…!! Its not what you were born with. You may enjoy reading à la folie, but you know very well that you cannot, in any way, be ‘a writer’... “

“It’s just so difficult to accept it sometimes. Especially now, that I have taken a whole hearted plunge in Literature. I just find it so impossible to believe that I don’t have The Gift! All around me, there are these amazing write- ups that I read..! It makes me ache!! Not out of jealousy, but out of this unmistakable need to find an outlet to let out all that’s been assimilated in my head! These past six months have been the most intellectually stimulating months of my entire life! I have never ever pondered so much on so many varied happenings, not only in the world, history and current situations included, but even in the deepest corners of the mind that I never thought I’d venture into. And what a journey it has been! So much to write about! So much to share! I mean, seriously, if you see the radical change in my Facebook status in the last couple of months you’ll know what I’m talking about! I know! I know! It’s really pathetic that I should depend on Facebook to find an outlet... I admit it... mais que faire?! I didn’t really see an option... Well, honestly, not that I considered or even looked consciously for any options. But I’ve learnt not to trust my conscious self too much... For all I know, I’ve been getting these itches, nudging you could say, from the corners of my mind that prod me, whispering ‘you can if you want to... You just need a little motivation! Just a little nudge!’ Well now what do I say to that!?! Should I not listen to this inner voice that calls out to me?? Should I just let it go??? Never pay heed to it?? Never even try to uncover this gift, or whatever you might call it?? Somehow, somewhere, I feel, I sense that I can write! I can physically feel this mountain of words and sentences and pages and pages buried deep inside me that are dying to get out! This rush, this itch, this nudge... so what should I do with it?? Ignore it?? That would be like‘la mauvaise foi’ [and for the record, I seriously do not know what it’s called in English. I’m not trying to brag or anything. Honest!] It’s just been a longtime that I have been arguing with myself... well, not really myself, my heart and my mind are, with each other... I’m just a vessel that holds them in me. They have completely different voices! It’s unbelievable that a person might be a host to two completely opposite, contradictory and pole apart opinions and views! I guess that’s not just my case; it’s universal. There exist ‘two Me ‘in everyone: The one that seems to be the real one [to yourself and hence, to others] and The Real One….. For all you know, I’ve just managed to unmask one side of my Real Self. I guess I’ve just written a whole page... have I not?? I listened to the inner voice, to a tiny fragment of The Real Me that was dying to be discovered by the only person who could do it justice: Me. Wow..! I can’t believe this..! It’s finally come flooding out, like I knew it would... One day..! It’s weird; this post makes me think of that song, ‘Gaana mere bas ki baat nahi’... It is synonymous to that, is it not??? J Phew!!!!