From Chaitanya to Jada: The Quiet Slide of Routine

“Uttisthata jāgrata prāpya varān nibodhata”

Arise, awake, and realize the truth by approaching the wise.

— Katha Upanishad 1.3.14

A Morning Thought

Walking through my tech park on a cloudy Bangalore morning, I watched people drifting into offices or gathering for their ritual chai. A gentle breeze brushed past me, almost whispering: wake up.

The scene seemed ordinary, yet a question stirred within:

Is office-going a necessary distraction?

The Cycle We Live

Beyond career or money, life for many of us often looks like this:

commute → chai breaks → routine tasks → lunch → commute back → repeat.

Over years, this rhythm hardens into a template. Children move away, relationships flatten into habit, and before long, a whole life has passed in quiet repetition. Perhaps, I wondered, we’ve lived such templates countless times before—looping through incarnations like actors stuck in the same play.

Sediments of Inertia

My gaze fell on the rocks scattered in the landscape. Formed by layers of sediment over ages, they stand heavy and unchanging.

Are we so different?

Through routine and unconscious repetition, do we not accumulate sediments of our own—habits, attachments, stale patterns?

In Vedantic thought, rocks are jada—inert matter. We, on the other hand, are meant to embody chaitanya—consciousness, alive and awake. Yet when we live without awareness, we slowly slide into jada, burying our conscious spark beneath layers of inertia.

The Upanishadic Wake-Up Call

The Katha Upanishad gives a timeless reminder:

“Uttisthata jāgrata prāpya varān nibodhata”

Arise, awake, and realize the truth by approaching the wise.

It is as if the rishi is calling across centuries: wake up before routine petrifies you into stone.

The problem is not the chai break or the commute itself—it is how we approach it. Each moment either sediments us further or burns away what weighs us down.

Burn or Bury?

That is the choice before us:

  • Live on autopilot, adding layers until we resemble rocks.
  • Or live consciously, using each act—work, walk, conversation—as a fire to dissolve inertia.

A Closing Reflection

Maybe the real purpose of life is not to accumulate but to shed. Not to harden into jada, but to stay alive as chaitanya—fresh, unburdened, awake.

The question lingers:

Will I allow myself to sediment into stone, or will I burn the sediments and live free?

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