When I was young, I had never thought that time would run out on me. Time did not threaten or pose a problem to me at all. I remember the days I lived playing and enjoying myself every moment I was awake. I was in love with everyday!
The first realisation of time flying should be when I finished junior college. Then, it would either go to Universities or be out, working in this wild world. That time, I simply could not believe that I was almost adult.
Time zoom pass me in a flash while in University. In another three months, I will be graduating soon. Now I truly understand the phrase, "Time and tide waits for no man."
Now I desperately wish that time would go slower. Thinking ahead, I realise that I do not have that much time left. I do not know when I would die. It could be today or tomorrow. I do not want to spend the rest of my life, working, trying to survive in this jungle and forgetting to stop and take a look at this world.
Many of us forget to live. We live to work, no longer working to live. Work becomes all in the later part of our life. We can never really get the rest that we need. It is impossible for us to go on vacation without worrying about our work.
Time with the family becomes lesser and lesser. Home becomes a hotel and office. Friends become a luxury to be enjoyed only once or twice a year. Everybody is busy with their stuffs, mainly work. Gone are the times whereby everyone sat at the sidewalk cafe, drinking coffee and talking rot.
I know that if I have the opportunity to grow old and wrinkled, I will regret a lot of things. I will regret not being able to spend time with my family, not being there when my children need me, not having time to tell them bedtime stories before they fall asleep. I will regret the times when I can only kiss them goodnight and tell them that I love them while they are asleep. As much as I dread dying with so many regrets, I know that it cannot be helped.
It is really amazing that people could actually forget and give up many of their goals and ambitions as time passes. It is when time is ending for them, will they then realise and remember that there are still so many things undone. We have forgotten to live and there will be no second chance.
