E is for Excusitis

For the last few days, I had been seriously suffering from an incessant cough of Paralysis Analysis. Due to its inevitable outbreak that prevailed for quite a long span of time, I had to seal off even several of my professional works inside the envelope of procrastination.

It was terribly tough to grow under such circumstances, though I managed to break off its trouble-cocoon eventually. I found that when a load of works accumulated over the yoke of my brain and when all the works walked together to shake their hands with the dateline, it caused irresistible irritation and suffocation in my mind. The entire organs of my mind start to get frozen, its hand become unstable and its eyeball rotates its circumference looking for the shortcuts to complete all the works at once. 

One such work was the preparation of the Conceptual Test Questions for my research proposal. The questions will help in my study designed to investigate the Bhutanese students’ understanding of some Physics concepts.

But however, before I implement those questions, I needed some Bhutanese teachers to take a role of an expert to validate and verify whether those questions possess the right kind of muscle to realize the set research objectives and questions.

To fulfil this formality, I floated the requests to ten friends of mine who already have rich experiences in teaching Physics for Middle and Higher Secondary School students. I dropped an explicitly long and humble message into their inbox explaining every detail and was patiently waiting for their responses.

Fortunately, to save me from being dejected and wretched, a friend known by the name Rinchen Choden (M.Sc.) from a remote school managed to return my questions with her job done. I thanked her with all my heart for taking pain because she was the one who happened to fulfil my dreams despite herself being ONLY the one who does not have wifi facilities. A friend in need was a friend indeed, she proved. 

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But for the rest of them, it was awfully miserable and wrong to expect that they would do it for me. Actually, I had reasons to wait and expect because few of them have written to help me while some boasted of getting it almost ready. However that ready never gave birth.

Since I had no time to wait and was already delayed for my preparation, I was compelled to inquire whether they have completed my requests. And even at this hour, few of them still continued to write to me, “Don’t worry buddy. It’s almost getting ready”. But that ‘ready’ did not happen even today after my presentations were over.  

Having survived this dreadful event, I realized that it is never too good to expect too much from one’s own friends. However, I was disturbed by the fact whether they knew that we were suffering from Shiv Khera’s so-called “Excusitis”. People who are victims of excusitis always procrastinate their work by saying that ‘they are getting ready and after a few days later they are still getting ready and a few months later they are still getting ready.

People who suffer from excusitis keep on making excuses. Excuses are like cabbage to me. We may be able to hide the one with another like a leaf of the cabbage but as we peel it off one by one, that smallest embryo of excuses is found eventually.

     “He slept beneath the moon

      He basked beneath the sun

     He lived a life of going to do

     and died with nothing done” - James Albery