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Time and human life

"Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please"

....so sang Eric Clapton in his touching song, "Tears in Heaven", written after the tragic passing away of his child. 


Time. 


A simple word we use so often in life. Everyday utterances: "where is the time", "what is the time?", "how much time will you take?". Time becomes a banal entity in the daily grind of life, hardly ever getting the attention it deserves. 


And yet sometimes, events happen that knock us out of our senses. And make us feel as if time has come to a stand still. Its almost like we humans lead a life built on expectations. Tomorrow will come, I will have food to eat. A job to go to where I will be loved and appreciated. Family and loved ones to be with. 


A continuum of expectations that assumes life will stretch from today to tomorrow into infinity, the way we "expect" it to be! 


And then when something happens which is contrary to the expectations in-built in our psyche, we are shocked. How could my partner leave me? How could I get this illness? How could my boss demean me? 


What is it that makes us such a prisoner of our expectations? Expectations that keep on ever expanding? Never ending?


Ultimately, time itself does it for us does it not? Like Eric Clapton expresses in the song above. Life has a way of catching up with us. And showing us our true place in the grand scheme of things. 


Break our heart and have us begging please!

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