One of the most common phrases we use or hear from others is
‘Please be on time’. It is considered to be one of the most vital aspects in human
life. Being on time is considered gentlemanly, an etiquette that must be
followed. Why? Seriously, why is time such a big deal?
Think about it this way, we’re talking about something which
we created for our own convenience, something that might not even exist beyond
this world. The fact is we humans run around for our entire life in pursuit of
being on time. Basically, we run behind something that might or might not even
exist, yet it is given so much value. Like most human inventions, we have
become slaves of what we have created.
I’m not saying here that being on time is a bad thing. It
isn’t, especially today, where time is considered of vital importance. But why
on earth is time of supreme importance? Why is it that we fall short of it? Why
is it that we are always thinking about time while doing anything in our life?
Time is of paramount importance, the fundamental principle
of human life. But is it really meant to be the fundamental principle of human
life? The past, present and future are all centered on time. But just consider
this for a moment, what if we take it out of the work-frame entirely? What if
we start living without giving a damn about time? Our lives are concentrated on
a concept so abstract; we base the whole universe around it. Based on time, we
plan, we invent, hell we create parallel universes on this .We are trying to
create Atlantis on a sand particle. Maybe this concept was created by our
ancestors just to organize their lives around something. But this concept, so
definite yet so shallow has in a way made life so psychedelic , it makes me wonder as
to how would life be if we live without time? There would be chaos, confusion
for sure, but there would also be an odd sense of freedom. Our existing system
would collapse in its entirety, giving rise to something new, something unique,
something wild even.
This article ventures into an entirely different zone, even
confusing, but the reason I wrote this is because I spent all of last night
thinking about this. Our life revolves so much around time, that we barely even
stop to consider it. A sentence which I believe can make us sad during the happiest
of times and happy during the saddest of times is ‘This time shall pass.’ Yet,
I feel that it shouldn’t be time which should control our lives. We invented time;
we should be its bosses. We care too much about time, while forgetting that it
is just a concept. Most of you might not agree with me on this, but I feel that
instead of us running after time, we need to remember that there is more to our
lives than this. We need to learn to just live in our own ways, stop this
running around for a bit maybe. I know this article feels pretty muddled up, disagreeable
even. Perhaps, it is the youth and inexperience in me talking, but I really
wish that we start concentrating on the marvel our life is, Instead of thinking
about its duration.