In life there comes a time when you discover new meanings in old wisdom. I am going through a phase of life, when introspection has become a second nature. In this pursuit to deeply understand life, I am gifted with solitude. Time has lost its meaning in my silent room.
There are certain aspects of my life that require immediate action. However, I must bide this time, counting every grain of it and learning from it. I must also find timelessness, for my thoughts to flourish. Certain past actions have given new meanings to my life. My present and future are fortunate to have them for company.
Someday when all the pieces of puzzle will settle in their positions, I want to see the picture that emerges. So far it is unpredictable. One can only strive to give their best in short term in a hope that long term will be taken care of automatically.
What it is like taking a grain of sand from hourglass, counting it and then keeping it aside ? There is a paradox here. Timelessness implies having no sense of time. That is, you dont know how much less or more time is. But you must live it. Have you waited for a bus, a friend, or a rain shower to stop ? You know that every second appeared so much more. How about when you read a book while waiting for a bus ? Did you balanced timelessness and value for time ?
So what is it when time has no meaning but you must live it ? How do you measure it when you seek focus somewhere else ?
There are certain aspects of my life that require immediate action. However, I must bide this time, counting every grain of it and learning from it. I must also find timelessness, for my thoughts to flourish. Certain past actions have given new meanings to my life. My present and future are fortunate to have them for company.
Someday when all the pieces of puzzle will settle in their positions, I want to see the picture that emerges. So far it is unpredictable. One can only strive to give their best in short term in a hope that long term will be taken care of automatically.
What it is like taking a grain of sand from hourglass, counting it and then keeping it aside ? There is a paradox here. Timelessness implies having no sense of time. That is, you dont know how much less or more time is. But you must live it. Have you waited for a bus, a friend, or a rain shower to stop ? You know that every second appeared so much more. How about when you read a book while waiting for a bus ? Did you balanced timelessness and value for time ?
So what is it when time has no meaning but you must live it ? How do you measure it when you seek focus somewhere else ?
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