The omnipresent notion of a holiday never ceases to amaze me. I mean look at it this way.
The dictionary describes a holiday as
A day free from work that one may spend at leisure, especially a day on which custom or the law dictates a halting of general business activity to commemorate or celebrate a particular event.
I mean in todays world is that really possible.
The human mind which we sing praises of is also to be the ultimate undoing of mankind. Sitting here at my desk today on a sunday all I can think of is the deadlines to be met next week. I went out in the evening but all I could talk about is my professional life. why professional alone I say even our private lives and times bind us to a state which can never really be a holiday. The incessant nagging of the future never leaves our side. I’m sure a wealthy businessman on a cruise would be thinking of all his bussiness issues that need to be dealt with in his absence. A common labourer on his day off has to worry about tommorows rations or concerns about how much he will be able to send back to his village.
Hmmm… that last paragraph scares me. sounds too much like a socialite talking about ‘social service’.
No my take in this entry is that the search for freedom and moksha and spiritual enlightenment is but an extension of the human thought of a holiday. Now is that true or just too prosaic.
Anyways I notice that my posts consistently show me as tired (as will todays). Maybe I should start posting in the day time once in a while.
