Mar 28, 2013 Awake in Real Time: Coffee-induced Meditations and Journal Entries

Lilies and Poppies
©By Vijaya Sundaram
March 28th, 2013

Tomorrow is Good Friday.

It means nothing to me, in the religious sense.  I am an atheist Hindu, with a mystical, spiritual leaning.  Oh, and I went to a convent school in India, while coming from a somewhat orthodox Tamilian Brahmin family (our parents chose the route of “convent school education” for their two daughters for various reasons).

However, I do sometimes feel as if I’m carrying a cross up a hill, and being buried in a cave that’s shut with a boulder.

I’m still waiting for that angel to remove the boulder, so I can ascend on Easter Sunday.

Will I be done with the work that’s weighing on me?  Everything depends on that.  Work takes precedence over everything in this country.  So, there’s an extra-delicious sense of guilt when one is playing hooky, even if is for an hour or two.

See what I mean?  I used the phrase “playing hooky” so casually, thinking that if I don’t do my schoolwork immediately upon getting home, then it’s “playing hooky.”  I mean, my time is supposed to be MY time, and yet, I have to do work well into the wee hours, frequently.  And my so-called “Prep Time” at school is taken up with menial tasks.  It never ends.

Work is over-rated, I think.

What was it that the Christ said about the lilies of the field?

Forget Ascension.  I want to be one of those lilies.  Better still, a poppy, so that I can embrace blissful oblivion.

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P.S.  if anyone is a devout Christian and is reading my blog, please know that I mean no offense in using the metaphor of carrying a cross or wanting to ascend.  It is a metaphor.

P.P.S.  For those who might be worried about my mention of “poppy” and “oblivion,” please note that, again, I am being metaphorical.

Tags: Idleness, Leisure, Lilies of the field, Oblivion, Work