My Story Page 34: Interest

 

Passion that springs from…

Interest!

Passion does not mean liking, and therefore, getting excited for some particular thing; it rather means just being curious not for any particular thing but for all - each and everything around.

But why will one be interested in any and everything without a reason behind it?

Do we really need a reason to be interested?

Is being interested a transitive or an intransitive verb?

Does it need an object at all?

Or a motif?

There is a difference between liking and being interested.

Liking means getting interested, which is very different from simply being interested.

Liking or getting interested, means, being anxious to mingle.

By the same token, disliking means anxious not to mingle.

Being interested means ready to mingle, but neither anxious to mingle nor anxious not to mingle!

Now, the two are 180 degrees apart.

Readiness and anxiety are the products of altogether two different domains of human existence.

Anxiety is tension.

Readiness is relaxation.

This was the insight that was impinging itself onto my psyche as a result of being able to see and read the fine print at a distance very near to my eyes by focusing the way one focuses to see very far with full visual acuity.

And then it so happened that, one day, a physiotherapist came to my office asking me to train her in effecting a change in her personality.

Did I tell you before that I am a trainer? Whatever, I train people in life skills - it makes me something like a life coach.

The project was undertaken.

By luck of chance, she had a slight myopia too, although she never wore glasses or contacts.

I started by asking her to see clear near.

That was no problem for her. A myopic is always quite comfortable in seeing near very clear; although s/he does not know that s/he is not doing even that too in a perfect way. The way a myopic sees near is also a faulty one, just as her/his seeing far is! It is only that it is not obviously so!

Whatever, but I asked her to see me eye to eye which she did comfortably.

Then I asked her to reduce the distance.

She did the needful, one step nearer.

The objective was to keep seeing clear throughout and not let the other’s face be blurred in front of one’s eyes.

Slowly and gradually, we went on reducing the distance between the two sets of eyes, that ours were, till and up to we could, and still kept seeing clear.

Our faces had gone taut.

Our minds had stopped thinking.

It was only seeing that was there in between the two of us.

I suggested her to see her bodily organs with her seeing eye.

It was taut, yet it was relaxed.

The centering of her weight on the soles of her feet had shifted toward the padding just behind the big toes.

The hips had pushed themselves back as well as out.

The shoulders had gone up and back.

The centering of the thrust of action in her hands had shifted toward the padding just behind the thumbs.

The scapulae on her back had gone perfectly plain, flat and aligned with each other.

The jaws had aligned themselves with each other perfectly in their entire width.

The skeletal muscles had automatically gone absolutely taut, and the skin on the face stretched in a way that would put even the best of the face-lift surgical operations to shame.

The total face expression had gone anew.

Her eyes were glowing with a spark into them.

The positioning of lips had changed its shape. They had gone thinner and wider.

It was a total face-lift in itself.

No, it was not only a face-lift; rather it was a total body-lift that had taken place.

The whole body had gone taut and relaxed.

Her mind had gone empty too. There was not a single thought into it.

The brain was working in it’s full capacity (I sensed so, as well as she did!) - it wouldn’t let any minutest sensation in her body pass unperceived.

There was no fatigue in her body.

There was no tension in her mind.

And her eyes had turned into an eagle’s eyes - they were seeing every single detail all around in its absolute clarity. Her myopia had instantaneously vanished into thin air!

Her eyes were showing interest without, there, being any special object of desire (I was not one, not at least an object of desire!) in front of them.

Her body was oozing energy.

It was not only oozing energy, but also feeling an intense pleasure that we, the human beings, often feel when we get a good massage or when we have a refreshing experience of sex.

She said so.

Only that this one was many times more than those as well as lasting much longer in time.

She again said so.

There was no fatigue in her temporomandibular joints at all.

It was something like an out of the body experience.

It was also something like an out of the world experience.

And it was showing everything crystal-clear to her eyes.

But what on earth had triggered it?

I was pondering upon it.

Everything was going exactly the same way as it had gone when I had become one with the fatigue in my temporomandibular joints and the fatigue had vanished into the thin air.

Only, this time the procedure was different.

Also, this time, not one, but two persons were involved and both successfully underwent the process.

Now, the question was as to what it was that had triggered it this time!

We shall be analyzing it in detail next week.