My Doggo ‘Floppy’ is fed and sleeping, the WFH job shift is over, and here is me, in my quiet space; this pleasure I find in documenting time keeps changing its form. Videos, Photos, and for now ‘Writing’. I have this twisted way of venting out.
Let’s play music first, please lower the volume, like the background score.
Are you one of those, who had to spin up stories as a child to find your way? Maybe for not going to school, or not doing homework, or why should you be allowed more time on the computer to play games?
Or, you watched tons of action movies in the early days, and later sitting in the classroom, you’re planning your next 3 moves in case any one of those action sequences becomes real?
The next thing I remember, the teacher called my name and asked a random question. I had no idea what was being talked about. So, I made a story, ‘Nai sir wo kal family ke sath dinner pe late ho gya tha, I didn’t sleep well, aur subah school, so, having mild headache’. (Sir, I went to dinner with my family and came home late, slept late, and woke up early. Having mild headache.)
I was in the same school from LKG to Class 10th, and after a while, everyone knew my shenanigans.
Daydreaming and losing track of time; I’ve identified this as a challenge but somewhere it is also a strength. No matter how fast, a vehicle without brakes is always heading for a collision course. But as you add control to the acceleration, knowing when to go full throttle, when to use the inertia, and when to break, can be either for steering or making a stop; changes the outlook. Now you as a driver, can master the handling and become efficient on each terrain that comes your way.
I feel, that learning to say ‘No’ is an art. It is about subtracting, and lastly, you figure out, that it was not about saying ‘No’ to the world but sometimes, consciously denying that inside voice purposefully.
What I do starts from imagination. Anything, a film, a video, a photograph, or a graphic; starts from a thought and without brakes, you know the outcome. It took a while to learn when to stop thinking. To get outside the vehicle and start walking. Right from playing the music and constructing these words, which feels like I’m on a freeway; later comes the stage to edit, optimize, create supporting graphics, publish, and share. Gradually breaking the thinking process and into actually walking, that would be, doing the boring stuff.
Yes, I find repetitive tasks annoying because it gets boring once I know how to do it. There is nothing new about it. So, just like in my school days, I spin stories and you know what I’ve learned in these 32 years? Stories are no good if they are not real.
So, I’m practicing to say ‘No’ to a part of me. Allowing myself to think clearly and permit my hands to type. Later, finishing this into a blog.
The State Of Flow.
PS: It felt good to avoid getting distracted and putting something out in the world. If you can relate, take this as your calling. We are all bad at something, but that’s where a winner starts.