Thursday, October 9, 2008

Time

Time, it's never enough, it's always running away. What we hold in our hands, is our life. That's our time. What we decide to do with this time, eventually becomes our life.

12 comments:

Punvati said...

I inspired this one.. sigh.. my sincerest apologies to one and all :P

Unknown said...

Trust me .. im not holding time in my hands .. and u'd rather not want to know what im "holding"

The New Age Superhero said...

@div: you're gonna be an inspiration behind numerous posts on this blog my friend :D

@sundar: i'm sure divya has a question for you

Punvati said...

Oh thats ok.. really.. ill pass :P

Unknown said...

aww cmon divya .. humor me :)

Punvati said...

Hey if u insist... what are u holding sundar? [wide eyed innocence] :P

Unknown said...

Right now I'm holding my hungover head

j said...

Ok.. i'm reading everypost and trying to comment with what comes to my head..
but reading viswasundar's comments.. I totally forgot ! lolzz

No I do remembr nw.. so true.. n yes so corny

The New Age Superhero said...

oh corny it is :D
but my friend.. corniness is again a perception.. some might actually find this blog insightful and inspiring :P

hail sundar!

parikrama said...

Time is stationary, it's us who are travelling. When you are seated by a window in a train, the trees appear to be running while you are stationary. But the reality is quite the opposite. (rough gist from Javed Akhtar's poem "Waqt")

So if you wanna hold time in your hands, stop running.. stop chasing life (and skirts).

The New Age Superhero said...

wow.. that's an interesting thought.. never looked at it this way

though again.. why should i stop chasing skirts? how does that help me in anyway? :S

EYE said...

how true..we are what we do...with our time