Caution: This will not make any sense to you if you are not flowing in the same tangent with me. Readers discretion is advised.
I know the title sounds very unusual. But have had people telling me, I at times dig through the dictionary too much to come up with fancy titles. I don’t know if I actually look into things way too much, or it just hits me there. But yes, many a times I wished I could not think much. I wished for things to be simple. As simple as buying a twenty rupees coconut water on a street and sipping through the straw keeping both the hands busy and the head put down and eyes looking at the water lessening every sip. For that very moment, the world was just the coconut in my hand, for nothing else I saw, nothing else I thought of.
Sometimes I wonder how much time goes into thinking. You wake up in the morning squinting and checking the time and thats the moment you begin. And those little moments of you being lost in thoughts, or basically when you are not in a conversation with anyone and how people think you are thinking too much. How very often you have a question for your silence, and your false answer to it being nothing. But thinking about nothing, still means something. Nothing is just that it’s perhaps devoid of any significant importance at that precise moment. But yet, you spent some time, thinking.
Einstein was made up of what do you think? Did he even have any blood or just thoughts? What did he eat? When he ate an apple, do you think he thought of Isaac? What kind of a mind he had! Did he ever have a moment of when he paused? Imagine the amount of thoughts that must have gone in formulating the theory of relativity. Imagine the thoughts that proposed that light consists of discrete quantized bundles of energy which were later called photons. I remember a read that quoted a few lines by Thomas Edison answering to a question about his discovery of the incandescent bulb and he said that he never found one way of doing it, but nine hundred and ninety nine ways of how not to do it.
I always wondered about the existence of a brain that has so much complexity in there. It barely weighs anything but has about a one hundred billion cells working day and night. Did you know that you could never compare even a single human brain with anything existing today having processing connections worldwide? Oh wait, am I getting too technical? Perhaps I think I am. But it’s like this, even if I don’t think that I am getting a little technical, I already have constructed an idea or a notion that perhaps has already been planted in the minds of the very few readers who perhaps could be my friends or the ones whom I must have forced to read this piece.
I am sorry I am a little distracted at this moment. I just saw a photograph of a fu***ing*** hot chocolate cake. Oops, I even forgot where the asterisks should have come. Sorry kids. So moving ahead, what is that takes away your whole thought process with also sanity at times when you see something as tempting as a chocolate pastry? Let me make it easier to you. Right at this moment imagine what you are reading. A dark and warm freshly baked chocolate cake kept right in front of you. It smells like something you would want to wake up breathing. You put your hand across to touch and feel it. But the angelic baker tells you to wait for a few more seconds as he wants to add some saucy deep brown chocolate mousse to it. You smile at him, umm wait, correction, you smile at her. If you ask me, I could only imagine Nigella Lawson serving me by her bare hands.
Well excuse me, got a little side tracked. So did that take away you from you? Did it emancipate you from your current world of thoughts and noises to a completely different realm? Could you taste her fingers, sorry! Could you taste the hot chocolate dripping off? Could you reject all the superficial vanities of the world and accept one simple truth, the hot chocolate cake? If yes, then I think we all are normal human beings with a few basic animal instincts. We love cakes. And that’s why we have birthday cakes. And for anything to be readable on a birthday cake, God made chocolate cakes. Period.
Crowded trains have been one of my favourite story books. So many characters in there and each one telling you a distinct story. It’s been a while I boarded one now. It’s like love and hate relationship we have with the trains. No matter how much people do not want to travel by the train, most often have had done their toughest, farthest and quickest things with it. Believe me; I have once had a bridegroom in the train trying to reach the venue on time. Have had heard of deliveries happening in the train compartment damn it. I am talking about baby deliveries mind you. The kind of people the train holds is so varied and distinct. The kind of things happening in there makes it a different world altogether.
I am sure you are now wondering, what was the point of me talking about Einstein, cakes and crowded trains. What is the connection amongst them and why the hell am I talking about it here. Well, very honestly, there is no connection. But somewhere there is one.
The connection is the thought. The energy of a thought. The principle of a thought. The cognitive process. Think of the number of thoughts that we have every single day and the number of people around the world, perhaps have those very thoughts as well. So many thoughts or inhibitions we have in a single day and perhaps all those are lived by someone else in some other place in the world. By this I just mean to say how everything we think of is a reality somewhere else. Every single thought we have, someone has either lived it, living it or just like you are dreaming the same. Electronics, radium, electricity, everything of this was known to the oracles who founded the Vedas. About two thousand years before Pythagoras, some philosophers in the northern India believed that gravitation held the solar system together. About a thousand years before Aristotle, the Vedic people claimed the earth to be round and rotating around the sun. Now if you compare the thought process that went in to both these instances, you see a massive distance in time and geography. Something that had been a thought somewhere else later on also crosses someone else’s mind. More or less we all are manifestations of each other. Each thought that we have in mind, is basically either a call or an acknowledgement of it being into existence somewhere else. How often this happens with us that we have an inhibition about something, something that we want to do or somewhere we want to go but we do not know how. And surprisingly we meet someone who could be just telling us about this very thing in our mind. It is like an answer to our very call. How very often, we are apprehensive about doing something with a fear of it being unsuccessful and that’s when something comes in either telling us by accident, telling us this is not the way to do it or at times something just happens so strong that it remains incomplete.
Thoughts are connections and we are basically the medium for them to function. I believe they create an amazing energy when most of these connections are together. For instance, see the aura or energy we have in a crowded discotheque. Despite having civil constraints like space, people enjoy restraint calling it intimacy, perhaps. Especially at psychedelic parties, you witness a common energy, one common goal, on common feeling. It is the same in a crowded train, where there are more negative feelings; well a mayhap. Everyone in there wants to alight soon and the feeling of being stuck to one another creates physical discomfort which further gives rise to irritation. That’s the energy there that changes and controls the scenario. And perhaps that’s what happens at terrorist camps or the extremists who arrange thoughts, ideas for the masses and a revolution is formed.
To summarize, I think what we are, where we are and how we are, it all starts from the cognitive thought. A thought that then makes or creates an energy that moderates the doing and the being. And these very thoughts are like a chain of anticipated events. It’s a little complex to understand but one process of a thought in some part of the world can cause a change in another part of the world. It’s a very holistic idea. What do you think are the chances of the President of America having a thought in his country, which if materialized could make several alterations or modifications in some part of Africa? Or imagine a generation in India and Pakistan that has a harmonic understanding of each other in the coming time and will that affect the geopolitical affairs of the so called super world countries. If a child in Iraq doesn’t throw an acid bomb on a Saddam Hussein effigy, will that somehow dissuade an American soldier? Or will a high profile death in India cause an NRI to lose all his lettuce further leading to a suicide.
If you have a headache now, I just made you spend some cents buying an Aspirin if you are in the United States. Or if you are based somewhere in the south East Asia, this thought will be translated into Mandarin & Cantonese and pushed in the streets of China.