Eagam Khaling
Dear friends,
Today, let me tell you something about my window. I have a study table facing the window of my room. I have given a name to it: Thinking Window. It is very dear to me. I do spend lots of my time with it. I do not know what exactly happens to me when I sit upon my study table and look outside the window.
This window is an honest listener. I feel good when I am with it. It is like a symbol of my hope and aspiration. I am psychologically and emotionally so attached to it. I see the outside world from it.
I know that the window has certain limitations because I cannot see more than it allows me. The window is static, but the world outside it is active (inside a system). The window cannot stop the world outside of it. I do peep at the world outside through it. My thinking that takes off from my mental launch pad to the universe is unlimited and unfixed. I see the universe from the window. I think you all are thinking about some high tech and sophisticated telescopes. No, that is not. What I do is not like that because I usually fix my thinking telescope from the window. It is so abstract and intangible though I can fix it on anything. But I put it on my forehead and turn it towards the universe. It is like signaling to the world and even to the inhabitants of another universe. To do this, I don’t need any instrumental device to give the signal and a receiver to receive it, and a radar to detect the things.
I am here. I am just alone here with the window, but it does not mean that I am mentally confined. However, I am not following the two Bengali sisters who had locked themselves inside their house in Kolkata for many years to do a self-experiment of a life of independence (Social Isolation). Here, I sit close to the window setting my original telescope to think and talk to the world but not to experience, formulate, and prove any principle, law, and theory. I only keep talking to the world. I don’t target any person, group, class, society, party, country, and continent. They are the only references in my talk. I speak from the table and window, and this speaking is not all about creating or destroying something.
I believe that the arm-chair-thinking would not discover or invent anything as practical sciences do. This window can limit my exploration of the world outside but cannot beset my mental adventure. I can logically think about anything and also speak intellectually on any subject. I know this is a way and a part of my mental-lab. I have to create and invent something in my lab. In this process, I burn many calories and consume energy to bake a piece of thoughts. They are produced in that way to serve the people who are interested in them. The judgments given by every individual is equally significant for me. They shape my creative works. I, therefore, always hope to get some feedback from my friends on my every write-up.
I think not all my friends are able to see me, but I am waving my hands to them from my window.
[Eagam Khaling hails from Darjeeling. He has published an anthology of poems in 2001. Since then he has been publishing his poems in local, national and international journals (and e-sites). He is a teacher and a research scholar at the Department of Philosophy of North Bengal University.]