Time
Today, time has become an important factor. We hear
people crying out phrases like,’ they just don’t have time’ or rather ‘can’t
make time for’ and this goes on. But in reality time is intangible. You cannot
control it, hold it and neither can afford to waste it. But
the irony is that it still exists and monitors our movement every day.
There are many
incidences to narrate about time and my failure towards it. But one such
incident which occurred with me, in relation with time and which reminded me of
the awareness I have towards punctuality, was in the month of December 2014. My
internship was going on with The Indian Express, Pune office and I had to
attend one general seminar cum meeting organised by a local- socially active
group. Generally, most of the reporters reach on the right time allotted or
sometimes a little late depending on the importance of the story. The programme was scheduled at 2pm but I had
made it a generous 1 hour early by reaching sharp at 1pm.
(Here, I would like to add that I have been a
punctual person right from my childhood and hence avoid getting late to any
programme or allotted destination. But when the circumstances are not in favour
for e.g. heavy traffic I do reach late).
But when I had
reached the spot of the programme, the stage was just set up and the chairs
were getting set in an order. Probably the members of the seminar who had also
just reached the spot must be thinking that I belong to the same chair setting
community and I’m one of them. I was sitting alone with a scarf around my neck
and a school bag kept just below the chair. As I had reached early to the programme I was
under the impression that it will start sharp at 2pm. But that didn’t happen. The
people were coming in small numbers and occupying their seats. But none of the
faces were familiar to me. I kept on looking at my wrist watch hoping the time
to struck 2pm, but this was also not happening.
Finally after spending
almost one and half hour sitting on the chair one lady approached me. She asked
me who I was and what was I doing here. I explained her, my purpose of coming
and that I’m here for a reporting assignment. Surprised with her brows moving up she said, “You
are a reporter? But reporters generally don’t arrive so early. You are an hour
early to cover the seminar dear. But it’s ok; you can have my number in case
you need any details.” Probably, she had
never met a punctual reporter like me before; I thought in my mind.
When the event
got over I left the place to reach my office to file the story. On my way back I was wondering, was I too punctual
in my work or have the society become too careless about the time? At times, we are asked to meet out by our
friends or colleagues at a particular time. But, none of them actually reach on
time. Our approach towards time is
turning careless which deserves a despicable reply. Then some clever man/woman
will say” this is our Indian style yaar of not making to the respective place
on the specified time, chalta hai”. We remember
how the senior members from our family keep on reminding us to wake up early
and finish the work in time. But this doesn’t happen in real. This is where
management of time comes to frame.
Time management
is an art and requires practice. I’m not
here to give you time management tips because you can find ample of them by
browsing through internet. I just want to convey that time will not wait for
us. It will leave and won’t come back. Hence making the optimum use of it with
proper management can ensure our survival. As the
saying goes,” Time and Tide waits for none”.
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