Hit By Boredom

There's something about boredom. Boredom is a really really fascinating concept, fascinating, and complicated at the same time. It is further complicated, one may observe, by the fact that delving into the fascinating implications of the wonders that boredom beholds, automatically disqualifies you from being a bored person.

Are you Bored yet?

Maybe you are. So you're still reading, word after word after word after word, maybe you're so bored, in fact, that you don't really care how many 'word after word's I wrote, you just took them in a disdainfully bored swoosh of your eye and went on with the rest of the sentence, which incidentally, was absolute nonsense with little thinking matter or ponder-able notions as you can very well see for yourself as we approach the full stop. We did. And again. And again.

Are you Bored yet?

Of course you are. But I am too. I'm typing a magnificent little note on the marvels of what boredom can drive you to do. Like writing about it for example. 

Or, in your case reading about it. Now when you're bored you usually try to alleviate the boredom by doing something, anything, and if that something (or anything) follows the same vein of tediousness as everything else you've done thus far that's left you bored, you do something else. Case in point, I'm beginning to wonder why I use so many commas and narrative interruptions in my little note on boredom.

Am I boring you?

I hope not. I hope you were bored when you got here and I did nothing to change that and you went off on your way with a little bit more useless reading matter ringing in your head for the next, let's say, eleven seconds. 

Rather, I hope you stopped reading mid-way because you were so bored. Because marvellous things are done when you are trying to get rid of boredom. And it's quite a blissful state of mind. You could write a little essay of your own and pass it off as a prodcut of your boredom, because it's a perfectly reasonable response you know, "When did you come up with That?" "Oh you know, I was just a little bored so I...". They're usually lying, but that's not the point. I'm bored. Yes, that's the point. I've filled up four paragraphs saying the same thing over and over. Yet, I believe, If you are reading this, you must, in fact, be reading this.

That puzzles me. I don't know why you're reading this. Maybe nobody is, but then again You are. Assuming of course, that you Might have skipped a few lines and got here, but all the same, you're here, and so am I. So let's talk about vegetables.Vegetables are nice things. For instance did you know that the majority of the characters from the hit Anime series "Dragon Ball Z" are named after vegetables. The protagonist inspired by a carrot, his brother, (dies early, poor chap, he's killed by a piccolo) from a raddish, and most notably, the antagonist-turned-protagonist's side kick-turned-antagonist-turned-protagonist's side-kick is named, after the term 'Vegetable'.

I digress.

Ah, I see, I'm getting bored. Some may argue that that's not possible, seeing the state I was in at the start of this little piece. But you see, that's what's even more fascinating about it. You can get bored of boredom itself. Which logically implies not being bored anymore, but then, boredom never really gave a paisa about what logic dictated (notice how I patriotically used the term 'paisa' over 'dime'). Boredom is a really really fascinating concept, fascinating, and complicated at the same time. It is further complicated, one may observe, by the fact that delving into the fascinating implications of the wonders that boredom beholds, automatically disqualifies you from being a bored person.

Are you Bored yet?