It works often!
Place the mobile on a
'silent' mode, switch it off.. etc..
'Chor-Police' ! A game
that I had learnt from seniors at school... The phase was about 5
years, and lasted only till we reached 9th class, where the turn of
teens drew its attention, for many of my friends, into more of
'dress' consciousness (suddenly they became too particular about
narrow bottom, then 'bell-bottom' pants, the collar style was usually
decided either by the ruling movie-star or that high-scoring
test-cricketer... till then the ferociousness of our games took a
toll on the shirt and knicker and its life too!)... For a while I
felt 'left out' when this dress consciousness failed to impress me,
but it did afford the attention being drawn a little deeper within
(an incidental gift due to the situation... when all others looked
into palm-held tiny mirrors, I learned to sit and stare into a blank
empty space ahead of me, simply because, it provided the scope to
'look on and on'!)..
The concept of 'being
unavailable' was getting crystallized during this immediate
after-phase!... But the 'how'.... of the concept of
'being-unavailable' crept in, was perhaps.... due to the help of the
game at school.
That game of 'chor-police'
was a bit sacred one! There was no 'chori' (theft involved)!.. And
we never gave a thought to it... when we did not 'steal' anything,
why is the other kid who is chased, called a thief?... But then, why
at all should he try and become 'unavailable' during the count of 1
to 50?... The thrill of the game never gave enough time to think of
such logical questions! One fellow places his palms on both eyes,
keeps his forehead touching a corner of a wall, and chants aloud his
UKG arithmetic 'portion' of quarterly-exam... (the 'chanting' of the
numerals, from 1 to 50).. Those kids...whose tongues can churn out
the numbers faster will be required to chant up to 75 .. the other
kids hide.. The first one to be discovered becomes the 'chanting
priest' of the next round! (The worst part of it was, the kid who
manages to hide at a good place, has to bear the brunt of loneliness,
isolation, etc for a longer time, with the anxiety too, that the
Second-bell after interval may not be audible.. The place of hiding
is kept a secret, and periodical peeping out might add the
vulnerability of being spotted by the next 'police-kid'... But that
was the thrill...!!!)...
The need to find 'newer
places to hide'... to become 'unavailable'... led me to take a look
at our school's earliest water tank which provided drinking water!..
The water tank stood on a
platform of about 2.5 to 3 feet, so as to enable tiny size taps all
around its base, for kids to use it for drinking the water... the
spill-water flows along a narrow canal 6 inches wide below this tap,
all around the tank... The tank was located at the end of an
open-corridor. Along the open corridor, soon after this tank
(lengthwise), was the Chapel, then the 'office-room' which had a
window that remains 'open' only for certain hours, more for
'fee'-flow than for the air-flow, inwards for ventilation!.. The
next was the Principal's office (out of bounds for kids, except when
summoned!)..
The corridor had a roof
with a drop on the open side to shield from slant rain-shower...
This 'drop' wall narrowed the space between the water tank's upper
portion to just about 9 inches for a height of 3 feet! Where as,
the other side of the lengthwise portion of the tank grew along the
wall with a gap of 1 feet, so that kids can squeeze in that space,
stand in front of the tap, and sip from the drool of that tiny tap
(kids desisted from that 'side-length' of taps, just because their
'bottom' gets a pat from the wall, when they suddenly couch to reach
the tap!).. The height of the water tank was kept almost touching
the roof, short of height by just 6 or 8 inches!...
The 'search' for a new
hiding place tempted me to climb on to that canal-railing, and reach
for the roof of that tank, and pry into it, to 'see' if I can somehow
squeeze in, to hide somewhere along the elbow of that tank's top
portion where the drop began.... I was surprised when I managed to
take a look at the water in the tank from its top... the head had to
be twisted sideways, to reach inside the tank, to take a look, but
the wall of the tank was a bit thicker than the length of my neck,
and hence could not 'straighten' my head after that side-twist to
push the head in! A compromise was the 'sly' look side-ways (the way
we try when copying from the answer-sheet of the next kid during an
examination/test-process!)... The dim lighting took a while to
clear the visibility ... And the 'visuals' left me stupefied! I was
looking at an 'ocean bed' like scene with lot of greenery at the
base, (and was at once reminded of the 'explanation' of the puzzle,
when I found tiny bits of green substances which occasionally landed
on to our tiny palm while cupping the palm upturned, beneath the tiny
tap to sip the water!)... There was nothing more to 'gain' from the
visuals, and I struggled my way back, to the firm ground! (It was
much later that I could 'guess' the reasons for this poor-design of
this tank, which made any-cleaning almost impossible after it was
erected... it also explained why this water caused a sore-throat
occasionally when my throat was ..... 1) pre-ruptured due to
shouting hard during our lunch-interval-game, and 2)also dust-coated
by the playground mud, hanging in air... all over the place,
suspended to a height of 5 feet for that 45 minute duration of
interval..
Otherwise, this water
never mattered (in terms of lack of cleaning the tank periodically...
this was true for almost all of us kids.. that carrying of a
'water bottle' was unheard of during 1956 to 1970 at least!)... From
my memory as an adult, the only explanation I found was that the body
as a kid was good enough to expel almost all of the substances that
got-in... like that water of school-tank's .. or.. 'that' which
was not needed as a 'food' by the body!
At work place, the skill
of becoming 'unavailable' had to turn a little more subtle... And
here, I was only interested to learn it by observation, and never
felt persuaded to 'practice it' (the whole idea of the terms of
contract of employment was to be 'available' during the whole of
working-hours, and any 'idea' of being unavailable meant a
proportionately 'unearned wages'!... That was something not so
compatible with my-frame-of-mind, ever!)...
At home, this
un-availability takes dubious variations, mostly because we are
'relatively-related to the close-relatives of ours)...
With spiritual pursuit,
the physical 'availability' turned to be inversely proportional to
spirit's availability, for evolvement into spirituality! (Even to
discover this, it took a pretty long time, for many of us, and
therefore the 'sinking' in of the tools and techniques was groping
for a slot through which to sink in, it also kept its search on at
just the surface levels, leaving even the surface-benefits, popularly
known as the 'incidental-health-benefits' to a chance-happening,...
when the subtlety of 'resistance-within' itself was an inconspicuous
hurdle!)....
Mind. It alone seems to
decide the level and extent of our 'availability' within and out of
physical realms! (When the being within.... gains a 'decisive
ability', and decides to 'avail' the mind, its availability becomes a
little flexible, with 'flexi-timings' ... the latest catch-word of
techies of today!)
Availingly yours,
psn ( 26th March, 2014)
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