Restless Soul

                                “What is this life if full of care

                            We have no time to stand and stare.”

                                 -W. H. Davies

The words seemed to be directed at me, my life. I was impressed by the poet, must be a psychic to know what we really need. So I decided to follow his advice and ‘stand and stare’ at the trees, sky and all of nature that I could find for a whole long day.

For a while, it was a marvellous experience, I felt I should continue this for my whole life, solitude, nature, perfect recipe for life.

Then, time went by- I was sure the poet must have been a fool, what was I supposed to achieve gaping at nature? Time sure moves very slowly these days, I thought. Then I started clicking pictures, I tried all sorts of photography tricks I had longed to and that kept me busy for some time. And that lasted for one and half hours. Only 1 & 1/2 hours and I had a whole day left! Since, I was done with pictures I decided to sit down and rest, so as to get in harmony with nature again.

This time I actually succeeded, I dozed off for some time- see complete harmony. I slept for a while in the midst of nowhere and it was still morning, if I continued this I might actually be in celestial coma by the evening! I decided to take a break for some time and spend time on facebook. Now this really worked, I felt so good that I decided to continue this goal of solitude with nature.

Since it was noon, I checked out my backpack for something to eat and settled down again for nature watch. Relaxing doing nothing doesn’t work at all especially when you are all alone. It is so difficult to concentrate on the lake, trees or the skies forever, you get all tensed up. Here I was, a self proclaimed nature-lover and bitching about nature and all this was the stupid poet’s fault.

Now as I was reviewing all my unmentionable thoughts of what should have been done with that poet and his leisure when I realized he was not exactly idling but thinking and writing his poetry and I instead of actually utilizing the treasures of nature for constructive thinking was staring stupidly at nothing. I decided to stop fooling around and get back to work which must be already piled up considering today's absence.

One thing I understood,you can’t relax doing nothing, but by doing something you love. I decided the yogis who relax in the forests either have a lot of patience or they love meditating.