She was packing her suitcase. It was a well
planned packing that she was doing. Her dresses were neatly ironed and folded.
There was no rummaging, no digging into a packed suitcase for a lost item – it wasn't one of those tedious rounds of packing that obfuscated you. Everything
was perfect except, the time was 6.30 p.m. and the train to catch was at 7.00
p.m. She was obfuscated – by
herself. Or at least, she had been. At
6.00 p.m. she was running late. But, just as always, she thought that
everything would fall into place. So, at 6.30 p.m., she was humming a tune.
Well the train station was only five miles away, but rush hour traffic could
make the journey an hour long. At 6.00 p.m. she faced an emergency. Did she
take time to think or was she following her instincts?
She
was doing what she was accustomed to do; wait for the puzzle pieces to be blown
into place the wind. She didn't know how to act; or rather, whether or not to
act. In a way, instincts ruled her mind and instincts aren't always the right
keys to the lock.
Your
instincts may not always be as intelligent as you wish it to be. The Indian
govt. recently found itself in a fix when mass protests broke out in the
country over a brutal gang rape. Their
guts told them, “Stop the crowd!” So,
stop the crowd they did. That crowd complied, but a bigger and angrier one came
back. This time it stuffed so many more problems in the govt.’s mouth. The
media too began to pull a hair here, a leg there – anything it could get hold
of. The govt. was turned into a
treacherous villain overnight. A villain
that had to be slain. Their ‘instincts’, now, backed out and ‘thought’ captured
the spotlight. Then ‘thought’ didn't budge from there. They weren't being able
to translate it into action. Too much thinking, at this hour, wasn't helping.
They were seemingly failing to resolve a common crisis in a democracy.
It
is when ‘instinct’ and ‘thought’ co-sign the contract that the business can
flourish. Think, but think fast. Follow your instincts but not without thought.
The wiring around the main switch in the house short-circuited. It is dead of the night and all the
appliances have blown-off. A fire has started and there is plenty of
inflammable material in the immediate surroundings. What would you do? Seeing
that it is pitch black and that it is a fire you must tackle, your instincts
will tell you to dash for the bucket in the bathroom. Your instinct isn't aware
that water and electricity have been the most extreme of enemies ever since
their co-existence began. It can’t put two and two together. It is your thought
that must warn you. Your thought, if it isn't asleep, will direct you to sand
in the garden or a blanket in the closet. It shows you what is wiser.
But
even to lead you to the bathroom, your instincts must be energetic. That,
however, will not be the case unless you are proactive. A patient at the
operating table is having a seizure.
Slow instincts can, in this case, be fatal. Inactive instincts coupled
with ‘thought’ in a coma, is undoubtedly damaging. It can throw a person into a
dilemma too dark and deep to come out of.
It is like waking up suddenly and finding yourself in the middle of a
thicket with overgrown vegetation.
Just
as an untidy handwriting daily will not, magically, result in exemplary
calligraphy in the examination, will not be able to run from an approaching
snake. Getting the right concoction of instinct and thought needs practice.
Rome was not built in a day and a badly brewed potion didn't make the Halloween
Town witch famous.
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