Yet, nothing.

So this is more like a weird blog. Let’s all weird-ly weird read it and enjoy, weirdly of course. Halfway through, even I won’t be able to access what I’m typing down. Yes, seriously weird. This also reminds me that the word ‘eerie’ is ‘weirds’ synonym =D (yeaa, I got teeny bit weirdly excited when I found out) Don’t judge.

The other day I was just wandering,(#liedetector – I wander all the time, 24/7) how time seems to be flying and speeding faster than the world’s fastest bullet train, faster than Usain Bolt, faster than the average time calculated for light to travel, faster than your blink of an eye, faster than the average rate of people having sex right now, faster than the swish of Cinderella’s Fairy GodMother’s wand, faster than the growing death rate of world’s population altogether, faster than the number of kids pooping right now, yes – faster than anything in this world!

Time is flying. Literrally. It’s passing by so fast, the ticking of the clock continues and it leaves me all spellbound, for that time is not to return. That moment is gone. Or more like, what the what?! It’s the weekend already?!?! :O It was just Monday, like yesterday? Or, say what? Summers already ending? Yes babydoll, the three months of summer vacations blew off like a mountain made of ash blows in the air. Or like cotton. Or the dust particles. I don’t know. It can be anything light in weight. I guess.

So this is really weird to me. I’m not fully able to analyze a situation for it already is gone! I fail to stick to one thing that the next one in line, my fate has for me, bumps into me. Or is it just me who’s getting involved in to too much of the ‘wordly’ stuff, lately? Or as my grandmother says : ‘Time has no more blessing left in it. It’s all gone.

Is this true? Time is not blessed anymore? That the given time people once enjoyed for days and days and the memory which seemed to remind them that, oh yes – that’s something which happened a long time ago, it’s all gone?

Because certainly, for me, almost everything seems so fresh and once pictured in my mind, one feels like it happened just yesterday. Or, it went by too quickly. Is my life pacing way too fast? Why am I running to my own death this fast, whats all the eagerness for?

One day, I’m waiting for this party/event, desperately, preparing and the thought of it refuses to leave my mind that the second day, it happened – it’s gone. That’s when I picture myself stranded on a deserted island, talking to myself :- ‘Hey, what is happening?’ I’d just question myself.

Weird. Really. Everything needs to slow down. It’s not like, whatever I’m doing is not enjoyed. No, I live every moment of it. There are pictures being uploaded on Facebook to remind us how it happened, how ugly we looked, how super hyper we were but then again, this was all being digested that another one shows up.

I’m always just thinking and confused, WHAT exactly has me all occupied when in general, I’m literally free and doing absolutely nothing. Yet, I’m still busy. Always.

I need to study. Yes, I spent thinking this all summer. I didn’t. Why? I didn’t have time. What in the round world is happening? I need to sit with family and spend more time with them, then I need to watch some t.v, I need to complete my seasons I have downloaded, I need to call my friend who has shifted to another city, I need to bake a cake, I need to text this friend and catch up, then I need to spend some proper time on Facebook, meanwhile, I also need to keep practicing my religion and the prayers that need to be offered, I also have to go the academy, need some sleep as well, need to do my homework/assignments, need to do the chores mom assigned – & it goes on and on and on.. – I need to do lots.

Now everything mentioned above is important that I need to do. Is the technology driving us nuts? Is the Satan trying to grab a hold of my life? Is the Illuminati to blame?

All in all, I end up doing almost nothing. Just some scolding (which seems to be getting scarier day by day) from Mom on being lazy, some bad words from friends for not calling them back and the usual.

I don’t know where this blog is heading to, really. My mind might just explode now.


I don’t know. Something I need to do – pace things down a little.

It’s like, I’ve seen it all, I know it all – yet, nothing.

God darn, time!


About Sarin

Hello there. Currently a student, finishing my O'levels, a lazy teenage Pakistani. People tend to pronounce my first name wrong which annoys me. Here's how you pronounce it :- Sir-een. I think the world is funny and awesome. I'm addicted to Ice-cream and chips and I can have Chinese at any place, any day of the year. I love people. Almost all sorts. & travelling. Rain drives me crazy (in a good sense). My friend's cat hates me and gives me evil death glares. I’m here to express myself, on a board I think is awesome, and exchange my experiences, and my thoughts on randomness, maybe? I’ll be blogging about all the random stuff and you'll have to bear it.I love talking and surprises, wrapping presents and giving them away. My existence is for a reason. I want to die happy. And till then live happy to achieve the latter. Adios.
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29 Responses to Yet, nothing.

  1. dania.nawaz says:

    Exactly my sentiments, Sarin!

  2. Haha, glad to know I’m not alone stuck in the complications!

  3. Are you reading my mind? 🙂

  4. M. Hassan says:

    I liked reading your post. Your prose is unique, uninhibited. There was a Stephen Hawking book I think either “Brief history of time” or “Universe in a nutshell” which talks a lot of physics but a chapter hints towards how you would be younger if you stepped onto a different planet, further away from the sun compared to someone who remained on earth.

    The point being that time is a man-made concept. We try really hard to organize our lives. We build clocks, and calendars, and we try to measure something we made up; but we forget the truth. The truth is, that “time” does not exist. Aging is natural, we are growing until a certain point and decomposing after that but the “passing of time” conundrum will only keep us distracted from really, truly enjoying life. I loved this piece because it really got me thinking.

  5. Ralph says:

    Is THAT the time Sarin ? Time has passed by so quickly that I have left this comment after I have written it before I had even started writing it. 😉
    To me time flies. No sooner the commencement of Summer it has gone fading into Autumn. A bit like me really 😉 Nice piece of work Sarin. I enjoyed reading it. I will come back regularly and not blitz you with likes and comments. Love Ralph x

  6. Ralph says:

    I just wanted to say Sarin thank you so much for your very kind and mature comment that you made in my blog. I was very touched. I have contacted all the other commenteers the same way or by email. It was very thoughtful of you. And I thank you again. Love Ralph x (Sahreen…..okay?)

  7. Hitesh Patel says:

    Liked your writing style, nice flowing of thoughts.
    About the subject i think its all in the mind. There would come a time in a life when you will think the time has become stagnant. nothing moves around.

  8. Dilip says:

    Pretty interesting stuff written in a spontaneous flow!

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  10. aeraszaidi says:

    Listen to the song “Time” by Pink Floyd. Consider it a treat from me for writing like this and speaking for all of us. I’m sure we all find ourself in that place every now and then.

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