Life is time and time is life

"Life is time and time is life." When I ponder over this statement I remember the three day break – Oh! What a great thing to happen – the 'Thank-God-Its' Friday, Saturday and Sunday!!

 

Thursday evening is one that everyone is looking forward to. It is for those with 5 day week it matters much as Good Friday does not make much difference in the lives of those with 6 day week.  Three days pass on just like that. This is how everyone feels. Why time flies away during holidays and why not during working days, why it runs slow? 

 

The pace at which the time passes is eternally unchanged.  The feeling of its pace is relative to individuals. It looks like the more the individual is joyful, faster the pace of time. The more the individual is worried about anything, slower the pace of time. Or is this just a halucination? We all would have undergone at different times and under different cicumstances but we all feel the same way. Why do we do this? 

 

When the time fills our life we feel it long – meaning when we wait for an event that we do not like to participate in it, the time passes at a slower pace. Each moment that we wait for some unpleasant meeting/event kills all our energies, hopes, dreams and aspirations for the future.  This is time filling our lives.  When we fill the time with our actions we feel it short – in other words we wish to have long hours of chat with our loved ones but we feel that the time is flying. The mornings, afternoons, evenings, nights get passed quickly. We in fact wish to fill the time with our joy but time allows us to do so within its natural pace only.

 

We all cherish certain wonderful moments in our lives, particularly those that happened during mornings or evenings. The beauty of time adds more significance to the moments that we like when they happen in mornings and evenings. When it rains, irrespective of the time, it adds beauty to the events that we like. Time in its original form is like God. In its relative form it appears to us as having different paces. 

 

Our mind, in fact, has got these paces. It works at different paces depending upon its likes and dislikes.  We attribute our pace of mind to the time and got into the practice of blaming the time.  The time is just a witness to our mental activities.  There is nothing called a bad time or a good time.  The time, like the God, is neutral to all our attributes.  Harrison Owen’s experiment with the Open Space Technology which revolves around the four principles namely:

 

1)Whoever comes is the right people – whomsoever we meet, work with, associate, seek help from, help and guide are the right people.  So why do we need to worry about them?

 

2)Whatever happens is the only thing that could have – the feeling of I should have done this, they could have done this, the could-have-beens, should-have-beens or might-have-beens are the only stuff for worrying about. Therefore accept the things as they happen because they are beyond your control.

 

3)Whenever it starts is the right time – the right and auspicious time are constructs of the pure minds. When things happen suddenly, we must know that they happen for the good of us.

 

4) Lastly When it’s over it’s over. In a word, don’t waste time. Do what you have to do, and when its done, move on to something more useful.

 

I suppose these four principles, if applied in right earnest, would take away the pain and remove the feeling of slow paced are fast paced time in our lives. Many would agree with me that we all trying to enjoy our the time we have – the present moment.  Because the present moment presents us a present too!!

 

State Of Mind

It is about a day on which spirits are very high. I feel very secured. World around me looks so beautiful. This season appears as if it was showing its best colours. Life is full of hope and happiness. The next day when my boss who the is significant one in my employment felt that he was unhappy with my work, approach, speed, etc.  I felt as if the ground below me is shaking or even began to sink.  The pain of being unemployed, the absence of continuous flow in to my bank account, the bills that I need to pay, the EMI and all the needs of my family that I shall meet appear as haunting images in my mind.  I questioned my ability to go along without a job, the answer is a big NO.  I looked at my property and it smiled at me.  It restored the peace in my mind.  I can sell it off and live on the interest of the money that I get from the sale proceeds.  Oh what a relief.  I felt really relieved of all the inconvenience. 

Next day, my Boss approved my draft, listened to my articulations and yet advised me to speed up.  He gave a kind of comfort and I am happy.  As I reached home, I wondered as to who is controlling my life.  I understood that I am not controlling my life.  I read the books that I passionately bought to read, I got answers.  I listened to the discourses that I downloaded, I again got the answers.  But these answers are not so easy to digest.  They appear so simple but when I inserted them them into my mind as my answers they become complicated. But they sent out a ray of hope that they are the real answers and I am on the right path. 

An outsider came and challenged me in an intellectual manner. Demanded me to work 24x7 like a mad man!!  Again I got disturbed.  In the meeting that I had with him I  remembered the answers that I inserted that I only can control my life none other and I shall give my best and do not worry about the results.  I told him I shall do my best.  I got a peculiar courage to face this obnoxious, malicious, vexatious and non-nonsensically commercial fellow!!  I found that life poses new threats, challenges, fears and faces that we do not like to look at. All that I need to do is to recall the answers.  But when some utters at myself unpleasant words these answers get engulfed by my emotions.  To retrieve these answers I take so much time. 

I experienced the facts like a situation where I felt secured became suddenly unsecured.  I believed that something is assured but suddenly it became very doubtful.  I encountered situations where a wise decision taken by another laughed at my inaction!  I found some one with a similar financial status   became so comfortable because he took a right decision when I rationalized it with many things.  Even now I rationalize my loss in many words and this  causes many times confusion.   Yet my answers that I can control my life and I need to give only my best became my only friends in need.
 

Writing Nightmares

For me, writing is sacred.

Each alphabet appears to be His form. I feel that the He is speaking to me through the words. I could visualize His multifarious appearance unfolding through sentences. What to say about the literature on whole? It is a wondrous multitude of Him that can be felt right in front of my eyes, could hear through my mortal ears and can understand with little and illogical brain. Finally, I could see far beyond the literal meanings as if He is whispering some sacred hymn.

But I heart loses its synchronic act when some piece of writeup full of grammatical errors stares at me. I feel pained to see the disrespect shown by the writer to the sacred language. I am stunned to witness the reckless attitudes nakedly exhibited in spelling mistakes and mispronunciations. Ah! Why such nightmarish things do happen more often than not!

Close scrutiny of horrible writing habits do tell me that lack of sensitivity is the root cause of all evils in this society. When people can kill a fellow being and get along without feeling the pain of the sin, does it really matter to them on merciless massacre of language and grammar? I don’t think so. Sensitivity is something that must prevail all through the life and in every single aspect of life. It is not a mechanical switch to on and off at someone’s will. After all, sensitivity is synonymous to God!

Through this articles, I can only pray to Him to prevail over, as usually done by Him, when I write. This is the least effort I could put up at least in upholding the sanctity of writing.