Ever since I used to be born and until the time authorities of India determined that I used to be of ripe age to go to high school, my routine was – have feed, burp, sleep. And repeat. Sleep time and wake time have been as per my comfort. OK, typically as per comfort of my mother and father additionally. That a lot they deserved.
I used to be educated to level to fan or recite ABC each time anybody visited our home. I used to be taught to determine colours and to want whosoever checked out me.
But I used to be by no means tutored to determine clock or measure time. And that has troubled me ever since.
All day I’m taking a look at clock greater than the rest. Time to rise up, time to decorate up, time to succeed in the workplace, time to meals, time to beer, time to sleep. Time is dictating my life greater than my household, GST, Tennis Grand Slam and Albert Einstein, all put collectively.
No one is aware of what time is, it comes from the place and disappears the place. But somebody devised a clock to measure the time. Use of clocks ought to have been restricted to the scientific labs solely. Whosoever considered placing them on the wall, coat pocket, wrist, towers, telephones and most significantly within the workplace biometric machines, will need to have been an evil thoughts.
And to make issues worse, somebody added alarm to the clock. Now my day begins with an alarm. It seems like a mix of my mother and father, my spouse, my canine and the rooster. I dare not disobey such a robust get up system.
It will need to have been a mix of a genius and anti-alarm thoughts that devised the snooze. Alarm was making an attempt to overpower me, now I’ve energy over the alarm. Hit the snooze and bury the alarm. It could be revenge of jiffy solely, nevertheless it certainly has dented the inflated ego of alarm. And the sleep of these jiffy past the alarm is most blissful sleep. It is a victory sleep, victory over the depraved alarm.
Alarms and time, they aren’t wholesome for people. Sound of alarm or a have a look at the clock makes us tense. They make us rush and incite us to make hasty selections. If there was no time, we might not skip deadlines.
Leave apart the mysterious time, the watches and clocks are spinning their very own conspiracy. Some have fingers and dials and others have digits. Some are made from gold and others are studded with diamonds. All for what? Just to inform us the time, the time which continues to be a thriller to us. The solely time that we all know is NOW. We can’t return to the previous. We can’t see sooner or later.
Time stops for nobody. But then, let’s snooze and cease in time and benefit from the NOW.
Disclaimer
This article is meant to convey a smile to your face. Any connection to occasions and characters in actual life is coincidental.
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