My Idle(Ideal) Moments in My Friend’s Office

At this moment, seated next to my friend in her office as she, attending duty’s call, reads a very interesting ( she may translate that to 'boring' but I am in a positive mood today) article, I thought I should spend these idle moments in an ideal manner. So, here I am jotting down on a paper (borrowed from her), the thoughts that cross my mind each moment. But alas,…. that may not be possible because neither the pen (borrowed, again) nor my hand (not borrowed) is as fast as my (or anyone else’s) supersonic mind.

Now that I think of it, had I sat down to do some creative writing every idle moment of my life, I would certainly be holding the Guinness record for writing the most number of articles or stories or whatever. That tells you that I anyway hold the record for being idle. But the imperative word here is, as I have highlighted, ‘sat’. Normally I never sit down during idle moments. I am more horizontally inclined. Now you know why I didn’t ‘sit’ down to write and consequently why the Guinness record is somebody else’s.

Even these petty words would not have found their space on this paper had it not been for the fact that this office is devoid of a recliner (I know there is one in the next room, though). Very rarely do I get such unexpected idle moments. Can’t deny that I have my ample share of the planned and created types and spend them horizontally. These are moments unplanned for and hence really idle idle moments.

Now to face the question of how to spend them…. She asked me if I am bored. Not in the least. At least, as of now. The borrowed stationery, is taking care of that. So, would I be bored, if not for those? Now, wait a moment… let me take a look around before answering that one. Looking around, I can see that her office room is far better-ventilated than mine. One can actually see if it’s raining or snowing sitting in one's room. The wide windows offer you the view of not just drooping Asokas, but human beings too…and that’s what(or should I say ‘ whom’) I like observing, provided they don’t see me- even better if they don’t know that I exist. This can go on for quite some time and soon, unknowingly though, I would get lost in my own world of thoughts where sky is not the limit.

As I sit beside the window in that ‘pensive mood, which is the bliss of solitude’ (must agree with Wordsworth, though I’m not looking at Daffodils), the mind slowly slips, finds peace and I don’t know what I am thinking anymore. Is that meditation?- I wouldn’t know. What I know is that the background is conducive for meditation especially the light buzzing sound emanating from my friend as she reads her article (for her sake, let’s call it humming… remember, I’m in a positive mood today)

In between, she stopped buzzing..er..humming to ask me if my writing is done. Little does she know that this will continue as long as she reads. She is the inspiration for this one. After all, she is the one who asked me to come to her office so that we could go for a walk after she finishes her reading in 5 minutes. And she still has time..it has only been 45 minutes. But I don’t mind, as long as she provides pen and paper, and of course I am in a positive mood today.