Today will be History Tomorrow.

My 8 year young son told me that there is something special about today and after a while revealed that the today's date is 11.11.11. "Notice the hatrick , appa ? " he asked with a glitter in his eyes. I exclaimed , pretending , that it was a wonderful discovery he had made and thanked him for letting me know. I further asked him "What happens at 11:11 AM ?", He thought for some time and told me "That would be five 11's and i would be in school". He went back to his play , happily.

 

Five elevens. No big deal. It is just a minute in Time, an hour in a day , a day in a month and a month in a year. But is that all ? We all know that minutes roll into hours , hours in days and so on till ages. 

A small moment. A sweet moment. Life is made up of these small moments. These are what makes life wonderful and memorable. We may make extensive plans for the future, but sometimes forget that Today will become History tomorrow. This moment will be replaced very soon by the next one.
How soon time flies ? That also is not correct. Time flies at the same pace it has been since ages. We feel its fast or slow based on how we live our life. If we are brooding over past events or sorrows , time seems to go so slow. Also if we are waiting for something, then also we feel time is going very slowly. On the other hand, if we are enjoying ourselves, we find that time went in a jiffy and we hardly notice.


We are all allotted specific amount of time each day. Make the best of that ! Time is indeed a non-renewable resource !

Reminds me of a poem I had written earlier:

Where do you find time , she asked me

I searched behind and in front

I searched to my left and right

I searched up and also down

I also searched inside and outside

I didn't find 'time', but then realized,

That in my searching , I had lost some of it.

So, I stopped the search , and made the best of what was left !