The Gift…
There’s a gift which many of us have forgotten about: as hours, days, weeks and even years pass by. It wasn’t until earlier today that I noticed this gift.
I was sitting in my room watching the clock tick. I sat there waiting and waiting; I was thinking about last Friday, when I was at a party It wasn’t any party, it was the day Prom 19 won the ICC tournament. Everyone was laughing, fooling around and well being teenagers. I remember staring at everyone for a while wanting to freeze the moment. For a split second my mind rewinded so many memories of my friends and I having an amazing time,- it was a movie like situation- until one memory stuck with me. It was The time when I did absolutely nothing for an entire week. I simply existed in this world: I ate, locked myself in my room and slept. A whole week passed me by. I kept rewinding this memory in my head as I kept staring at everything.
Why? Why would I just exist? This question haunted me for another 10 minutes. I remember finally snapping back into reality, I saw everyone cheering, some were being thrown into the pool, others were dancing but they were all laughing so hard..had just missed 45 minutes. 45 minutes of making more memories, of laughing, dancing, singing, screaming, cheering, and I missed this because I , was taking that gift for granted. The gift we all forget.
I will now stop referring to the gift as “gift” and refer to it as “he”.
He who gives us knowledge and makes us wiser. He who acts like our medicine; our own personal cure. Who gives us opportunity and chances. Who teaches us lessons and tell us bed stories when we can’t sleep at night. Who lets us develop through him. This “he” is one which we all know. Some of us know him too well and some are starting to know him.
But “he” knows us in our entirety.
This “he”, this “gift” I am talking about, is described in one simple word… Time. Time is our greatest friend. It has been there since we were born and will stay with us forever. It lets us grow and learn as “he” ticks. It makes our wounds hurt less every day that passes by, he teaches us about history and our past; “he” always has a story in mind. Because of time we grow. .
Yes time gives us so much; that is ofcourse if we use him wisely, if we acknowledge him. You see, “he” is very special and does not like to be taken for granted, for he gets mad. I lost a whole week because I thought I would have enough time because I didn’t pay enough attention to him, thinking that I would have TOO much time. (Hint: we can never have too much of time.)
I forgot the importance of a minute.