Deja Vu! Months gone by and I finally get myself to look at the blank white screen waiting for me to jot down my thoughts. I could write my daily diary here but that’s not what blogging is for. Blogging is about expressing your feelings, your thought process to the outside world, a glimpse of the cogs that work in your brain. More than the outside world, I find blogging a chance for me to understand myself. I have been humbled to know there are people who actually spend time on my blog and look forward for me to wield my pen again and in a way that’s a driving force :) But I still cannot go against my principle never writing for the sake of writing. As my roommate Subbu's poster reads "I can, but I won't" - pretty much underlines my stance here.
One of the major factors contributing to my dismal record of updates on this page can be attributed to time. A very peculiar one it is, this thing called time and all the notions surrounding it. We have scenarios of countries fighting over land, and now oil and soon water and cycle back to high lands in a few years time, but can we have a scenario of a battle for time?!! Maybe physicists do break through, mathematicians learn to move the coordinates in the fourth dimension [refer TESSERACT], notions of the world will be changed. From kids nagging their parents for a "dinosaur" ride to history of art students doing their summer internship with Leonardo Da Vinci. America taking on the terror being unleashed by Genghis Khan and numerous more what-ifs and what-if-nots are possible left to the readers’ imagination.
Obviously, with human rat-like nature, this scenario is just a dream, if we do end up with time travel, am sure it’d have been abused ample of times before the common man even gets to hear about it. Maybe a top secret organization would reverse time every time a fugitive got away or bad political moves would whitewashed from human memory. I remember this forward I got years ago defining the value of time:-
(Just trying to recollect what it was, so cooked up some on my own)
"The importance of a milli second, ask a silver medallist"
"The importance of a second, ask a crash survivor"
"The importance of a minute, ask someone who just missed their bus"
"The importance of an hour, ask an examinee"
"The importance of a day, ask a dying man"
"The importance of a month, ask the mother of a premature baby"
"The importance of a year, ask someone who flunked school"
and then I’d finish it off with my line
"The importance of eternity, ask me for waiting for a friend like you”
Men have dreamt of fame, fortune for years but rarely have they valued time till they ran short of it. We often throw away our present for the uncertainty of the future and yet crib in the end that maybe actions in the past would have guaranteed an even better future. Eternalists might disagree with me, stating that time is stateless and we humans are the ones who place these boundaries of the past, present and future but since we have placed it, I’ll conform to those limitations in this piece.
We have heard of companies splashing money on time management modules, folks getting personal secretaries to keep their life in order [in lot of ways], and yet when it comes to the individual you and individual me, we don’t seem to value it. Meetings called for at eighteen hundred hours never seem to have enough people till eighteen hundred and thirty. Being fashionably late is the “in” thing at least on page 3 of my newspaper and it has become so commonplace; organizers get shocked when people turn up on time. The government sector has always been known for its tardiness and its in house joke of punctuality being arriving 5 minutes before your boss. Don’t people realize the gravity of such callousness? Assume a counter clerk were to come in 15 minutes late. Ten people waiting for him, adds up to 150 minutes being wasted! And who knows if these 10 people have 10 other appointments that get delayed. We are talking about a major crunch up in time resources. The worst part is this hypothetical situation is a more optimal realistic scenario and things can get even worse.
Talking about time, well, its just manifestation of time itself, goes on and on.
Once upon a time,
Not usually the way you start a rhyme.
But that’s what poetic licenses are for
To have Wren and Martin in furor
Ever spent time looking at your watch?
Ever spent thought on every tick you hear?
Listen up close to what it has to say,
You are a step closer to your future.
Truly said that time and tide went for none
To lose against the clock is hope’s demise
But remember O men of the wise homo erectus
Even a broken clock shows the right time twice.
Men waste away their youth for gold and glory
Fighting it out with nail and tooth.
Then peacefully they crib in old age
Throwing away gold to regain their youth.
Like a river from its source
Speeding on rapids, meandering on plains
Time has traveled for miles and miles
Healing the human body and its pains.
Look up into the twinkling night sky
Millions of stars shining bright
Most of them have lost their will to survive
Yet in their death, they shower us with light.
Time has been running from the dawn of mankind
Shall remain running after our twilight and beyond
Her mysteries keep alluring us yet keep eluding us
Hidden by the swerve of her lyrical wand.
ps: Ten past ten was the chosen time for watches in ads not coz Lincoln died at that time but purely for aesthetic appeal as the logo of the maker can be showcased properly and it looks like a smiley :)
