Sands of time...

Since time immemorial, man has had this uncontrollable urge to be the master of time, expressed adequately in his desire to pursue time travelling, to perhaps change a vignette from the past, or to catch a glimpse of the unknown future. Sadly though, such ambitions have remained confined to the pages of fiction.
Though much about time remains mysterious and hypothetical, it is an undeniable fact that, time, after all, cannot be conquered. it travels fast when we need it to wait, and does not seem to pass over when we wish for it to. In other words, time is as we perceive it, and we begin to value it precisely when we run out of time!
It is time that reaps lives, and time that renews, time that turns sweet relations bitter and brings arch enemies closer ; time that erects boundaries, and time that erases differences ; time divides and unites, destroys and preserves, helps us recall and forget. Time has witnessed the rise and fall of empires, and likewise, the rise to stardom and fall to dust, of celebrities. Notwithstanding its importance in the larger perspective, time counts the most in man's daily life. From meeting deadlines, to finishing projects, time can make or break one's career. Success comes only if efficiency goes hand in hand with accuracy. Thus, maintaining punctuality  in all walks of life has become the new yardstick of excellence. , not to mention, patience to deal with delayed results, and steady impatience to fulfill ambitions. Man has only to recognize how time can be the healer of wounds, in a world marred by petty jealousies, vested interests, deception, and consequent metal illnesses! 
In many ways, man has reduced the time to communicate, articulating his thoughts via electronic devices, in place of the prolonged carriage of letters. The modern Phidipedes is now the best gadget in town; so is the best motor vehicle, since technology, if not time, is in man's grasp now.
Therefore, to be lazy, to keep someone waiting, to arrive late when everybody else can make it on time - are inexcusable offences, more sinful than shameful.
Man can never keep time in fetters. What man can do, however, is make sure that he does not misuse or waste time, idle away or engage in meaningless activity. This is paradoxical too, since, only if a man works sincerely, will he require time to leisure away, to replace the business in his brain with some vacuity, so that he can work again, replenished and rested sufficiently. Time thereby reminds us of nothing but the necessity to strike a balance, such that we can make our lives meaningful, and engage in some form of meaninglessness once in a while...

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