Tick, Tick & Time Ticks away!
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Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick is the sound that I can
hear now, apart from the sound that my keyboard emanates as a result of my fingers
pressing its buttons to type what you’re reading now. As I write this piece,
sitting on a comfortable armchair, locked up in a soundproof apartment in one
of the coldest places on the planet, Finland, the sun is still up there in the
sky. It’s not even ready to set, even though, the digital clock in my laptop
displays the time as 7:54 P.M.
It's this culprit, the wall clock, that’s breaking the
silence and letting the time pass swiftly. Does it also reflect my biological
clock? Oh Yes, I am aging. Organs or parts of my body are getting deprecated at
the atomic/subatomic level which may not be so observable at this stage. A series
of questions come up in my mind, should I rush into them just because my
biological clock is ticking away? I am in, no way, going to get the medals that
Yamraj is already holding in his hands for giving to those who married at the
age of 25 years and had kids at the age of 27 years.
I’ve seen a lot of posts on X (formerly Twitter) about
people in the age group 20-30-year-old Indians asking questions about important
stages of life like marriage, career, etc. along with their age. It’s because Indian
society has set a time bomb for the age of 25. It’s as if someone who’s not
married at the age of 25 or has kids by the age of 27, is a failure and all his/her
achievements are nothing but waste. I’m sure that those who have achieved these
milestones, will not get rid of other milestones that will appear once they
achieve these and such milestones will tragically percolate to their next
generation.
I'm glad I never paid focus to these societal standards as I've
other milestones to achieve in life other than these two! I
never rushed into a relationship during my college days under any peer pressure.
I spent time working on things that I felt, would accompany me throughout my
life. I dedicated my time to developing my hobbies like singing, writing, painting,
reading, etc. I’ve realized lately that the solace through which I searched for
my individuality, is the same skill that has helped me immensely in foreign
lands. I have individualistic goals or passions to pursue despite being in a marriage
where responsibilities tend to overshadow them, with time.
In this era of social media full of distractions which has reduced our attention span to a few minutes, it’s a privilege to sit away from distractions, look into yourself, and try to seek answers to those questions that are there within your mind. The wall clock which showed 7:54PM when I started writing this blog post, is no longer the same now. Time has slipped away and the realization of me growing old is the only constant. None of my worries can ever slow down the speed of the moving hands of this wall clock. It’s doing its job the way it is supposed to. Have I lived those moments that have slipped away? Oh Yes! I’ve because I am writing something that has to be always talked about. I’ve not let my worries stop me from living those moments that just slipped away.
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Swati
Sarangi
24.04.2024
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Ooh love this realisation~ Growing old is a weird worry for me only because i think about what i've yet to achieve. But other than that, i, too am, dancing to the beat of my own drum!
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