Of HolyDays and Of Nothing

Its holiday time.. Two months of that rare period in the year when we are (or at least, i am) wondering what to do instead of what not to... When man (and the occasional wo(e)man) is left to their own free enterprise- to ponder, procrastinate and proselytize to the limit of their imaginations. When we can freely, and without the faintest touch of guilt in our conscience, reply to a question on what we are doing, NOTHING. Yippee!
And yet, there is that rare, but consistent flock of people who insist that holidays shouldn't be long. Not this long at least. (2 months for me). They say they become jobless, that their academic faculty is put to rest, that boredom grips them, that tv is not interesting, and that the world is torrid, tepid and dull, that life loses its meaning during hols which are THIS long.
I say, God save them. The queen is in pretty safe hands at the moment. At least she's old. These people are Young, and are on the brink of insanity. I ask you, How can u get bored when u have NOTHING to do? I mean it.. How many times in the year do u do NOTHING? When there's college, we chat, listen to music, watch tv, eat, then chat, go to the occasional class (which the professor doesn't bunk), sleep (there), and then repeat the cycle many times. So in college, we do many things. We don't do NOTHING.
And in the holidays, we go to the cinema, we roam the streets of our motherland admiring the wonders of the civic drainage which so beautifully condescend to give u a live demo of their internal functioning, we listen to music, orkut, surf, chat, chaat, play, (and ponder, procrastinate and proselytize).. and of course, we also do NOTHING.
In the road that stretches itself out for us, where companies, and salary checks glitter at every turning and speed breaker, every day we bunk is treated as an opportunity missed, a client betrayed, an organisation let down, an enterprise failed, a nation whose potential is reduced by one. So we cant (or at least, don't) bunk. We again have no time (in the midst of family, music, friends, chat and chaat) to do NOTHING.
And so, back to today. Enjoy. The only time you'll get. And fling yourself free and jump till your shadow stretches beyond the horizon and the Earth pants for your feet have battered her, and gleefully proclaim, that its your earnest desire and profound wish, that you want to do NOTHING.
W H Davies once said,
What is this world so full of care,
That we have no time to stand and stare...
If he was me, he would have had two full months to do it!