Keep your machinery oiled, don’t let it rust
Yesterday, I picked up the pen to write an article. I realised that after a long gap of inactivity, inertia had set in. Surprisingly, I could not zero in on appropriate words to express my feelings, nor could I keep up the continuity. I had pause to pick the right words to voice my thoughts.
It was an ordeal to complete the write-up. Usually, I would take about 45 minutes to finish writing an article, but now it was more than an hour and still not up to the mark. Today, I decided to pen down a few lines every day without any particular topic in mind just so that I could express myself.
To top it all, yesterday my fingers and hands were aching at night. The neck was somewhat stiff as I sat hunched while writing. So now writing’s not a passion with me, which initially it was, but a necessity to keep my fingers, hands, neck, and the body posture in shape.
I hope I can be successful and start expressing my feelings, emotions and journey in life in writing. Though I feel drained, God has always given me the strength to stand up.
As a routine, I sit out in the verandah in the morning, take out a book or two to read and contemplate, recite a few mantras and express gratitude to the Almighty besides seeking His blessings.
THE HUMAN BODY IS LIKE A MACHINE, WHICH FUNCTIONS AUTOMATICALLY. IF YOU STOP, THE MACHINE ALSO STOPS
Like all parents, I seek the safety and well-being of my children and grandchildren and then proceed to my extended family, my near and dear ones. I never fail to ask forgiveness from God for the evils of humanity that have tampered with nature and the consequences it has had. I plead to Him to once again be the saviour of mankind and not the destroyer. It is my firm faith that he will listen to me soon.
Initially, at the end of my routine, I used to sing some bhajans but of late, I started listening to devotional songs on YouTube with my eyes closed. It gave me immense pleasure. A few days ago, I forgot to take my cell phone outside and started singing the bhajans myself. To my horror, the throat was stuck dry, and I had absolutely no continuity! I was shocked that while I had been singing the songs for years, an app had now taken over.
The conclusion being whichever body part is not used stops functioning and I can vouch for that from experience. The human body is like a machine, which functions automatically. If you stop, the machine also stops. So, I have started to keep the machine oiled now. I’m back to singing devotional songs by myself, at first in a feeble voice which then gradually becomes hoarse but is finally clear, though still not melodious. The lesson is: Do whatever you can do, keep your machinery oiled, and proceed further in life. Just don’t let it rust.