Even time has a limit!

I have days when I just write and my hands cannot stop for any known reason and then there are days when I don’t want to even read or let alone write a sentence. A monochromatic phase of my life, dull, lifeless and you have no count of time.

It’s true, “Life is a short period of time between birth and death.”

Time is so valuable and precious yet most of us take it for granted as if we have an unlimited supply of it. I often ponder whether if we are slaves of time or we have become slaves of time. We procrastinate and waste it so much yet ironically we are always worried about the future we let the present slip through our fingers and farewell to quality time. It’s quite odd that even locked up in the chains of this so-called slavery we imagine ourselves taking charge — or at least we are the ones who should be in charge Ay? There’s the rub!

At times I worry so much about the future and I fail to comprehend why is this so. Is it because of my immaturity and lack of wisdom? I never paid any heed to all of the time enclosed in my life into a speck of a timeline. I always have plenty of it. So much of the time that I let it slide through my fingers like worthless pennies or sand. So much of it that I watched it drain like water in a sink. So much that it vanished like a mirage in a desert or a magician in an act. Plenty of time I had as if I just watched it numbly flying across the empty horizon. Now I eventually realize and understand not only in my head but my entire being that for some of us today might be our last tomorrow. I wish it would slow down to a trickle and those warm sunny moments became an age. Time is a cold reality. It won’t stop for you or anything in this cruel world. My quality of interactions with the world was as if fleetings were exchanged rather than moments of quality experienced and connected. I’m so worried about what will happen next or what needs to be done, that I never enjoyed or appreciated the moments I was or am blessed with. The clock is ticking. A new dawn is heading your way with its rosy fingers spilling over the horizon, new clouds with silver linings will form, you will grow a day older and would have lost 24 hours by then. So don’t look back, for time will end you. Pace forward and make your way through life. You never know the numerous surprises and blessings it has to offer than the obstacles you will face in this rat race.

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    1. Dear Bhavna, I’m honoured that you came across my post and took an effort and time to read my blog. I will surely go through your stuff 🙂 Your words lifted my spirits to write a post after after an actual blur moon.

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