Gone with the Wind!

Is it possible in the world of a pretty woman to get ready in half an hour for the outing, which her husband has decided just ten minutes back? I am just surprised at myself for finding out that it is possible for me (Did I say anything about pretty women?). It seems I am changing as my Mom once blessed (or cursed) me that I would change definitely after marriage.

Time has always played his role in everything. We may forget or miss to notice the changes, physically and mentally, day by day. It is but being oblivious of the fact that time is more powerful than your team lead who nods his empty head thousand times in front of your boss.

In those golden days (GDs), you were awaiting your promotion without much fuss, that is, hopping from second standard to third class in school just happened.

Now, you have to worry about your productivity, utilization, attendance, initiative, and many other management-related jargons in the Oxford dictionary.

In those GDs, you enjoyed smelling your newly bought and covered books. You just spent time by flipping through those pages, counting all colorful pictures.

Now, you feel insecure that someone will be replaced in your post that you feel you acquired out of your guard, sorry, hard work.

In those GDs, those A or B grades gave only appreciation and more encouragement.

Now, you get a pink slip if you slip (sleep) a bit.

In those GDs, shifting house for you was like sleeping in one place and getting up at another.

Now, you finding place in the so-called metro is like an adventure in which you are Jim Hawkins in search of the Treasure Island.

In those GDs, the existence of a species called house owners was unknown to you.

Now, you are a passive listener in front of your nagging house owner, who can only shout and never listens.

In those GDs, Mom and Dad were there to rely on, even for buying a pencil that has an attached eraser.

Now, you have to be on your own even if your buying your own car (under four-wheeler loan), as your parents are a few thousand miles away.

It seems the gen X will have a different endless list in the years to come. Blame it on technology, modernization, or economical growth. The undercover culprit is Time.

Let me go struggle for my future on dot, as time reminds me that he will never delay.