
I’m cooking on the stovetop but what I want to do
Is maximize this time and read a book too
So while stirring the pot intermittently
I pick up a book trying to read simultaneously
My attention is divided, the pages lightly stained
With turmeric, I am not sure how much I have gained
By trying to multitask but the value of productivity
Is so thoroughly ingrained in me
That it feels like I am being lazy if I just stand and wait
For my dish to cook, being idle I’ve learnt to hate
If it’s not a book, then I try to listen to a podcast
But in doing two things, my attention span on either one does not last
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The irony of trying to multitask is that I am still not as productive
As I would like to be, with a perpetual feeling of dissatisfaction I live..
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Today I’m cooking, and I decide not to try
To multitask, I watch the onions sizzle and fry
I watch the food brown, roast, caramelize
I cook for the right duration (I’ve come to realize
That my food was either under or overcooked
When I was trying to multitask, the details I had overlooked)
Cooking felt relaxing, much to my surprise
It was an immersive experience, I realized
And due to misplaced priorities I had so far been deprived
Of the many benefits that cooking food could provide
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Anything worth doing should be done with undivided attention
To expand this philosophy to other tasks is now my intention
