Inevitability and White Paper

It is been more than several minutes now, that I have been staring hard at a blank Notepad document.(A few years ago, I might have said, staring at a blank piece of paper, but that somehow seems to be out of place here), trying to will myself to start writing about something or the other. Sure, a white 'Untitled' Notepad document on the foreground of dark grey wallpaper is not somewhere one would expect to find inspiration. But amazingly, here is an 'Original' thought, how about writing something about the mundane for a change? How about writing on the subject of the Blank Paper itself? Interested? Probably not, but then, if an article on the "Delights of Lemon Soda" can find its way to the editorial page of India's leading English daily, why not this?

"the sound of inevitability"

So what is it about the piece of white paper, or even a blank notepad document, that forces us to fill it with anything, even if it is to doodle? Why would you be induced to think about painting, when you see a canvas set up on an easel? Would you not want to hear the sound of the keys, if you see a piano lying unattended? What is it about emptiness that the human mind wants to fill, no matter the cost? I guess it is just an intense desire to disturb the stillness, the perfectness of certain things that prompts us to do so. And yet, we seek to strive for perfection in various aspects of life, depending on our aspirations. A classic case of trying to achieve
something that we actually want to disturb in the first place.

What fascinates me about that piece of white paper is that no matter how hard it tries to remain impeccably new and well, err white, no matter how well kept it is, it has to face the inevitable.....it can't stay White forever.

Reminds me of one of my favorite scenes and dialogue from "The Matrix",

"Agent Smith: You hear that Mr. Anderson?... That is the sound of inevitability... It is the sound of your death... Goodbye, Mr. Anderson... 
Neo: My name... is Neo. "