Door knob

I just looked at my door knob some time ago and thought to myself that I have not opened my front door even once today. Now that is something which is to be expected but the fact is that this is one of those times when I find immense surprise in small and extremely prosaic things like these.

But actually what I end up doing is ending up finding greater meanings in such signs. Not turning the door knob even once in a day to open the door and go out is a sign of what? Laziness, seclusion or what. I remember vividly the first lines of the movie Crash where Don Cheadle says to his partner that people are so isolated that they crash against each other if only to come in contact with them. So are we locked up in our own islands of content, discontent, complacency... what?

Have I turned into one such person. Is my not opening the door symbolic of something like this. Is that closed door a divider between two different worlds. And will I find that world if I open the door?

And what kind of world will I find? Is it a world which I will like. I like my present world. In fact sometimes I love it. But what about that other world if at all one exists? Am I missing out on something(s)? Should I open the door? And what if I did open the door and found nothing there? Or there was something but I did not see it.

How important is it to see new things in the everyday old? I know I cannot go through life without finding anything new or doing anything new. But does that mean that I have to go out of my way to find new things. A new path, a new everything.

I donot know but I guess that I am ready to look. I am ready to turn the door knob and unlock my front door..