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.
WHY IS THE TIME FLYING?
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!