Sunday, October 9, 2016

How important is time?


Is it worth the wait to tell your crush that you like him/her? Is there a right time to tell your parents how much you love them? How hard should a grandparent fight with time to see his/her grandchild? Or is the value of time equivalent to the life of a patient diagnosed with cancer?


Enveloped with multiple things to multi task in our daily lives, we notice how fast time flies. But little do we wonder what is the speed of time? Or can time be measured with more factors the way force or velocity is measured? Is time the ultimate dimension that is always independent? Well, a person who is approaching his/her death probably would have thought about ‘time’ more than anyone else.

This realization hit me when I was in the BU Shuttle on my way to class on a Friday afternoon. I was running late and wished for the time to pass slowly. While on the other hand I wished for my day to end fast as I couldn’t wait to jump onto my bed for a nice nap. With nothing to do in the bus, I began contemplating my situation, due to my habit of over-analyzing every situation. In a span of a minute, I phased out and felt situated in a hospital that I used to volunteer at, in Abu Dhabi. Several faces of children diagnosed with chronic diseases, who I used to play with in the hospital ran across my mind. I was shaken by the realization that for these kids and parents every moment was uncertain. They either wished to travel back in time and for the time to halt. They would have prayed several times a day to spend more time in their body and here, I was hoping for rapid alterations in time to suit my convenience. But while I had the strength to continue my daily life without these alterations, these kids were at high risk of losing their strength. At this point I couldn’t differentiate between what was right or wrong. I didn’t know whether it was worth it to chase my dreams miles away from my parents and my grandparents or was it worth the effort to make it in time for my class. These are the kind of questions that some times keep us up at night. But these are also the kind of questions that also don’t have definite answers. However, whether we tirelessly seek answers to such questions or give it our cursory glance, there is some one who is hanging on the other side of the rope of time. His/her life is only a matter of time…