Babbling busyness

This topic is of great interest to me, and I am very good at it. 

I'll start with the quote the author referenced, as it prompted me to revisit a crucial aspect of my life, leading me to recognize my tendency towards incessant busyness.

The author began this chapter on busyness with these words:

"Staying on the treadmill means we avoid pausing long enough to face the truth about why we’re running so hard."

We all do this. Isn't it?

When we encounter an unwanted colleague, we turn our backs and continue doing the thing we were doing without noticing him or her. I was traveling on a train when I happened to see an uncle of mine with whom I did not want to talk, so I pretended to sleep. Another amusing instance of my busyness was when I'd tell people that I had crucial tasks to attend to, which were interrupted because they called me. Instead, I could have simply smiled, excused myself, and explored the various places available to me.Instead, I wanted to be busy and engaged. 

I am sure all working professionals are aware of the concept of "leave encashment." We sell our leaves and choose to work only to keep ourselves busy. When our children want a little bit of our time, we say, "Can't you see I am doing something so important?" 

As I began to delve into this topic, I found myself transported back in time, recalling how eagerly I awaited my weekly day off. I would just not listen to anything but take my day off and sleep till noon because all shops used to open after 12. Then, I get up and clean myself and the room. Wash clothes, and then go out to enjoy. Back then, I only focused on this aspect of relaxation, which helped maintain my mental well-being to a certain extent, though not entirely. I never read any books for my personal growth that charmed me most. So, my energy tank was empty. I felt this because I never found that push or drive of enjoyment to the full. I adored painting, crafting, and embroidery, activities I had completely abandoned due to feeling pressed for time as I overslept.

I loved sports, but I hardly spent time to meet those needs. This made me weak in my spirit. My relaxation time became zero; my brain was only thinking about work. This resulted in my being more frustrated and burned out. 

I had the privilege to learn meditation before joining my profession. I've experienced firsthand its healing, calming, and transformative abilities. However, upon entering my profession, it gradually faded away due to my busy schedule.

We all acquire life skills to navigate our personal lives, only to disregard them once we enter the professional realm, adopting the mantra "time is money." Now, every spare moment is viewed as an opportunity to earn, foregoing other aspects of our lives.Playing games earns you nothing but peace of mind, so cancel it. Meeting your friend does not multiply your bank balance, so it is useless. Or going for a morning walk is of no use because it only keeps your body healthy, not makes you wealthier. 

We all get 24 hours. Within these 24 hours, some sane people judiciously use time to fulfill their dreams as well as go to the office and do their job there. Last Sunday, I happened to interact with a life coach who cited an example of a full-time office person who gets up at 4:30 in the morning and goes to teach children in slums. We find time for our passion. I agree with the coach. 

Babbling busyness is just in our tongue. This shows that something is really not good within us; that is what we are trying to hide in the name of busyness. Hence, I request that my readers check what you say, and if you find this babbling busyness in you, explore what is troubling you and needs your attention at this moment. 

We keep running not knowing why we are running. Overworking will not solve the problem; rather, that issue needs your attention and at times confrontation too.

 

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