After a long day of, what was unproductive corporate work, I started heading back home. I normally walk back from work but, occasionally prefer to take the public bus to a point which is a couple of blocks away. Now, If I choose to walk back home, it’s one long and lonely walk for about 3.6 miles, but, If I choose to take a bus, there’s a bit of pinch to it. It includes three phases, Phase one being a walk from office building to the bus stop, then I would board the bus and get down after a couple of stops which is phase two and the final one ,phase 3 being the walk from the bus stop to the room. Now, I want to talk about the time when I have chosen to take a bus. So, the moment I start heading back, Phase one begins, It usually starts with taking my phone out and putting the headphones in my ears and playing some good music. Then, I start walking and as the music goes smooth on my ears, as my playlist includes random musical scores from movies or just dramatic albums, I slip into a different dimension where only I exist and there’s music in the background. There’s so many thoughts that cross my mind and several thoughts that I cross during period of brief brisk walk. This is when my brain chooses to think about the theories of universe, multiverse, space-time dimension and inter-dimensional travel. There’s so many aspects to it. There’s not one way that these ideas fall across but various ways. One of them begins with me imagining my walking not on this earth but a special dimension which is just a null filled with void co-ordinates, so, whilst walking once this imagination of mine comes to full fledged existence in the way I walk, I have the freedom to place myself anywhere that I want to be in this existential void filled with beautiful and marvelous entities. Then, there’s another theory which has swayed it’s way across mine many a time is that there are multiple realities in existence, which function with their own laws of classical physics and operate within their own boundaries of limitless dimensions, and all of this aligned in a parallel tangled manner. And one more theory is of how we are abstract entities in a dimension unbeknownst to this human world where the very existence of the physical being is are creature with visionary projectors attached to the brains and all we see and feel is all what that projector shows and what the creature feels. So, amidst of all these thoughts and battle of the thoughts of realities and existence, I walk on roads clad of crowds and all of a sudden I stumble upon a rock and almost fall which makes me regain my consciousness and pulls my mind out my own thoughts and puts me in the reality I exist. And, in that moment all my imagination is blown to smoke just as the smoke that comes out of the vehicles making me realize that all my thoughts are just figments of my imagination just like my friends.
So, post reconciliation of whatever’s left of my senses I wait at the bus stop for the bus. Hence, inception of the phase two of my journey of heading back to the room. As I wait for the bus, I take a look around and notice, obviously , a lot of people. Now, one more thing I notice is the rush that’s happening, not just on the roads and pedestrian ways but also in the minds of the people. OMG!!! the amount of rush that goes through people’s mind and to one’s surprise all of this happens without people even realizing it. Sometimes, not sometimes but, many a time, I keep wondering what goes on in the minds of people and why something as such keeps going on in the minds of people, Then I start speculating on the thoughts of the people, the how’s and the why’s and it immediately strikes upon the question of what my thoughts are, and then raises another question of why do I do things the way I do?, Why do I walk the path which I did?, Who’s making all these decisions?, Who’s been given power of decision taking?, If the power of ultimate existence lies in the principle of decision making and If I’m making my own decisions, does it not make me the most powerful man in the world of my own imagination?, all these questions make my soul take a deep dive into the pool of self-discovery and self-realization and all of this with my music still playing in the background. Amidst of all this zigzagged tranquility I’m brought back to this reality again by the loud honking of the horn of the bus which has just arrived at the bus stop and people have already started making a run towards it, may be someone should should tell them it’s called a BUS STOP for a reason and one does not have to rush to take the bus. It waits for people for a while and gives them time to take time to board it and also de-board the bus, unlike some people who just push us off the bonded journey of relationship randomly at unexpected stops. So, I board the bus quick enough, ’cause it not going to be there for more than a while like so many other opportunities which come in life, Unless one owns the opportunity i.e., by creating one of his own. So, I board the bus and get a ticket to where I need to get off of the bus and take a seat. Then, as usual I start looking around and yet again I see people. But, I see a difference, Oh wait!! is it what I think it is???? There’s no rush on people’s minds, they are relaxing, they are checking out the text messages on their phones, listening to music, watching videos and some of them dozed off few owing to the tiresomeness and few owing to their relaxed state of mind. Most importantly, there’s no rush on people’s mind nor do I see it on their faces. Now, the curious part of my brain fills up the rest of the brain with several questions. Why has the rush in thoughts of people’s mind has come down all of a sudden? Is it because they are heading home? Is it because they know what their destination is? Is it because they have complete trust on the bus driver who’s not sure of how the traffic and roads turn out to be?…..With all these questions pouring on one side, there is one part of my brain which is just embracing the tranquility which is free of any kind of turmoil. Then, the bus starts moving, ’cause no matter what everybody’s gotta move on one day or the other. To me the brief period of journey in a public bus means a lot primarily because i’m surrounded by people and sometimes the aura created by these kinds of crowds are enough to boost the confidence to live on and the same vibe can also contribute to the downtrodden state of the mind. So, one must know when to absorb what from the surroundings that we live in. The way I see it, the bus is helping me stay at one point whilst the rotation of the earth brings the point i need to get off, to me. As I’m surrounded by this aura of these people, all which settle down to one thing, a civilized and a forward way of living together. As i’m surrounded by all this the point I need to get down arrives marking the collective end of my brief journey and phase two.
The casual descent from the bus is the staircase of entrance into phase three. This phase three consists of a walk for about 10–15 minutes through the human clad streets filled with all kinds of food and grocery stores. All the way along the final phase the consummation of all my thoughts take place and conclusions without any boundaries or limits are agreed upon by my conscience, sub-conscious and consciousness where they standardize or what should I call it principles of life are set upon by the time I reach my room.
So, a 30 minute long collective journey comprises of all this and constitutes to my purpose of existence, and I live to tell another tale!!!!
So…what’s yours?????
