Marvelous Maverick

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I am definitely not a brainiac, but a mere plebeian with usual abilities as the kinfolks around. Still my brain has unexplored, unchartered, boundless capabilities which are beyond mine or someone else’s imagination. It naively belongs to me, alienated, unknown, estranged even from my own. There is so much that it can do, with its capabilities, prowess & the might. Only a miniscule of its capabilities utilized in an entire lifetime, underexploited & underused. A dormant super computer, with magnanimous computing performance, & yet its capability is never measured in giga, tera or peta flops. Largely because its capabilities aren’t known even to the most salutary scientists, leave behind the cold blooded humans. No metrics defined yet to measure its capability, except for measuring its IQ (Intelligence Quotient) or the newly coined EQ (Emotional Quotient). So much in the wilderness, dark, shady, foggy & cloudy environ.

One day our race will get behind this mesh of neurons, breaking the Pandora’s code, thus cracking the mysteries involved. It’s these carrier neurons & the impulses that make us feel happy, pain, sorrow, joy, madness, fear, frenzy and other human attributes. Brain carrying electrical impulses relentlessly with the speed of 120 meters per second from one end of the body to the other, unstoppably.

Last I remember of my Nous’s unfathomable capabilities was on the morning of 8thMay09. The day when I was coerced to believe that I was getting ready for the day, when I was actually lying in my cozy bed, enjoying my nap. Wakeup alarms on my 2 phones had buzzed 5 times between 6:30 to 6:55 am but to no avail. Having retired late to bed the last night, waking up early in the morning was almost next to impossible. Atleast for me! The late night movie "How to rob a Bank", was intriguing & enchanting making me stick to the idiot box, without moving a part.

The first hum of my phone nearly woke me up from my slumber, but the beats weren’t shrilled enough to break the fortress of my sleep. It was a semi coma state. I had to be in the office early, for an early morning meeting. The central processing unit, made me to get up in but only in the virtuality realm. I was awakened, brushing up my teeth, taking a bath, dressing up, picking up my rucksack & starting for my office. But I was actually lying in my bed, still dreaming and visualizing it all in the dreams. Nothing of it was happening in reality. Suddenly my alarm came alive again, & it was already 6:55am. “Ohhh my, missed the cab” I frowned breaking free from my slumber trammel!! Again the master mind took charge & directed, hey, be laid back & take your own vehicle to the office. It even directed this semi awake torso, to change the time on the timepiece to 8:30 am. Adios world, the teeny weenie brainy is again going sleepy. Let the alarms go off relentlessly but brain is its own king.

Other incidence was that of that during the childhood days. We used to retire after a tiring, playful day at school. When we would wake up, it would be dusk already. If we happened to see through the window, the drowning sun, we would think that it is Dawn. Then we would say “ohh, we have to go to school, are we late, what is the time?” The brain would be completely lost after waking up from the deep slumber and would need some environmental corrections to get itself back on track. But it would be caught unawares again, with volatile previous memory. Everyone around would burst into a croak of laughter, seeing the dumbstruck brain doing it again. It was just so stupid of the master mind to be playful & do the frenzied madness.

Brain ohh my little Marvelous maverick, what wonders you do, just take mE by surprise, off my feet.