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The Art of Procrastination (and how I am a born master)

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This post is dedicated (or in less praising words-subjected) to the most important person of my life ‘Me’; and not to the better n more important thing–the Subject of My Blog Jaipur.

 

Its only 5 in the morning and I am up to start  the new book I picked yesterday, “Don’t Buy This Book Now!” by John Perry.  It is surprising  that I  am reading this quick (it has nothing to do with the books quality, mostly I take hours to finish a couple of pages of a bestseller) and, I am halfway through.   Well this post is not about praising my today’s reading speed, or to tell you that I read it because the book is Good–the book is brilliant without me giving it a certificate. So today’s post is about something else.

 

Quickly coming to the point–it talks about ‘ The Art of Procrastination’.  Of which I am probably the biggest artist and till very recently I had no clue what the word meant.

 

In Chapter One, the author starts with ‘Structured Procrastination‘. He quote a few lines from a column written by Robert Benchley for the Chicago Tribune in 1930, “anyone can do any amount of work, provided it isn’t the work he is supposed to be doing at that moment.”  

 

Further adding to it the author says, “All procrastinators put off things they have to do “.

 

Procrastination

Procrastination (Photo credit: Reynante Martinez)

And as usual I said to myself, ‘ya ya I know’.

 “Procrastinating does not mean doing absolutely nothing. Procrastinators seldom do absolutely nothing; they do marginally useful things, such as gardening or sharpening pencils or making a diagram of how they will recognize their files when they get around to it”.

 

What! Is that why I spend  much more than required time (i.e. 5 minutes for watering) in gardening my terrace garden?  Oops, the satellites do work, otherwise I mean how would Mr Perry know that I am strolling uselessly in my 10 x 5 garden doing fashionable gardening or gardening fashionably.

 

It is just because I can’t glue my butt to the chair when it is required.

 

I couldn’t sit and study for my school exams back then and, even now I’ve trouble completing what I set for.

 

Honestly, I didn’t start blogging for the sake of writing, but only because I couldn’t start with my II assignment of  ‘Writers’ Bureau Creative Writing Course’ , which I haven’t started as yet and its been over a year now.

 

And now when I’ve eventually set a task for myself, that is blogging, I can’t  find Inspiration‘  for the next post.

 

But you know what actually happens is, what Mr Perry has put in following lines in the simplest way it can be put.

 

” I think perfectionism leads to procrastination.  Many procrastinators do not realize that they are perfectionist, for the simple reason that we have never done anything perfectly or even nearly so.  We have never been told that something we did was perfect, nor have we ourselves felt that anything we did was perfect.  We think, quite mistakenly, that being a perfectionist implies, often or sometimes,  or at least once, having completed some task to perfection.  But this is a misunderstanding of the basic dynamic of perfectionism.

 

Perfectionism of the sort I am talking about is a matter of fantasy, not reality.

 

Here’s how it works in my case.  Someone wants me to do something, a publisher wants me to referee a manuscript, that has been submitted and involves giving an opinion —-immediately my fantasy life kicks in.  I imagine myself writing the most wonderful referee’s report.”

 

Well for me, I imagine myself writing the most wonderful ‘Blog’ every time I start thinking about writing one.  When I am writing an assignment, I fantasize it being published in reputed magazine even before I have sent it to my tutor at Writers’ Bureau.  And I am already receiving payments and more work and … then suddenly it poofs.  Back to reality, I haven’t even started.

Every now and then when I set out to write a blog post, I reach the top of  blogging world even before I type the title.  And I am receiving 50 likes and 100 comments and being picked up by ‘Freshly Pressed’ .  After spending an hour of day dreaming  what happens is that I end up not writing one.

Just because I set out to write a perfect one, and not because I want to write one.

The clarity came from the last paragraph of Chapter II.

“Often the answer will be that a less-than-perfect job will do just fine, and moreover it’s all I am ever going to do anyway.  So I give myself permission to do a less-than-perfect job now, rather than waiting until the task is overdue.  Which means I may as well do it now. (Or at least start on it tomorrow).”

It brings a smile.

I may write just to write and to be LIKED.

Good Day.

Be Happy.peace

 

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The Karma Yoga

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Lord Krishna instructing the Bhagavad Gita to ...

Lord Krishna instructing the Bhagavad Gita to Arjuna in Kurukshetra. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

Namaste Everyone.

 

Apologies for being so irregular with my posts.  May be my initial excitement of writing about my city evaporated too quickly and also I got swayed from my starting point of interest ‘Local Food & Flavors of Jaipur’ .

 

I felt jammed and stationary, no inspiration, no words.

 

But nothing stagnated except me.  The Doodhwala (milkman) arrived everyday in his whitish cotton Dhoti-kurta  right on time no matter how chilly the morning was; the modest street dogs never stopped running around in the street; the wandering cows never seemed unhappy; the Dhobi family (a young couple &  3 children) came everyday to open their wooden desk workstation, tirelessly steam-pressing cloths of the neighborhood  and earning a livelihood.

 

Only I seemed to have all the big valid reasons in the world not to write.

 

Just then I read this Shloka from Bhagavad-Gita as it says:

 

“Perform your prescribed duty, for action is better than inaction.  A man cannot even maintain his physical body without work.”

Even my lovely city kept getting older, bigger and stuffed with every passing moment.  It got 286 years old this year.   A home for almost 67 lakh people and may be the same number of birds & animals.

And I missed out writing about so many interesting things.

So with hopes and inspiration renewed I hope to come up with some interesting posts soon.

Till then.  Bye.