Our forgotten wealth...Time

 Let’s pretend it’s the 90’s and we are reading Arundhati’s article on the morning newspaper.

A long column, the kind that demanded your attention over chai, not a hurried look between two beeps of your phone.

We are living in an ultra-fast world. A world that boasts itself on speed of delivery, of data, of consumption. Every day something new evolves, something transforms. Yet, in this acceleration, our lives are being  reduced to those ten-second scrolls of distraction. We move too quickly between work, notifications, schedules.

Always clearing schedules, never lingering. 

No time for the real people around us.

No time to pause,

No time to read and truly absorb anything that exceeds three sentences because attention itself has become a luxury. 

There was a time, not long ago, when friendship meant the freedom to knock on someone’s door without any notice, when affection was not measured in emojis but in cups of tea shared on lazy afternoons. Strangely, today we must first call, set a date, check our calendars before daring to meet the very people who matter most.

Perhaps what remains are reminders not of how busy we are, but of how much we’ve lost in our busyness.

And so, maybe it is time to stop racing against the clock and start living in it. To rediscover the beauty of being unhurried with those who anchor us. For in the end, when the scrolls blur and the schedules dissolve, what we will truly remember are not the things we rushed through, but the moments we stayed for.

Because time given to people we love is the only wealth that never diminishes.