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TIME TRAVEL



Who likes meeting new people? Or, hmmm…. accidently bumping over a hot guy/girl. And what about bumping on to yourself? Imagine that one day, you are all on your own, lying on the couch, watching TV with bowl-full of popcorn on your belly and suddenly, your future-self shows up. And tells you in a rush that the world is going to end and s/he has travelled back in time to change the future and then vanishes like a Ninja.  I wonder how you would react, finish your popcorn first? Or??

Time travel and sci-fi has always been my favorite genre. I can spend hours on You-Tube browsing for a great story theming it. I have watched tons of time travelers and their struggle moving forwards and backwards in time, babbling about the time continuum and alternate reality and many more. Many of those stories featured a madly obsessed scientist, living in a dark basement with board full of mathematical formulae, not caring to eat or sleep until finding their way to control time. Then, the heroes travel back in time to change something of the past to modify the future. Or the opposite happens too. Some folks travel forward in time to see who wins the race, so that they can bet on them after travelling back. Or some freaks want to see their future, but accidently see something unpleasant, and thus take multiple trips back and forth, trying their best to change the destiny.

To be honest, I have also done time travelling. It’s no secret. Let’s face it, the time travel that we enjoy in theatres are hypothetical, mere fantasies. The time that we have is the one that everyone has, and it moves as per the real working clock with no glitches. Time is the fairest god, everybody’s time is equally divided, the same 24 hours. As the earth rotates, time cycles between good and bad, and you have to decide how to deal with it. I have travelled forward through time 25 years of my life, slowly like everybody else, not like the heroes of the movie. I have not met my future-self ever, so I guess I will not travel back and forth like them. Or should I wait for the one? The one from the future/other world to change my life, take me to the future/different realm? It is not a Disney movie so, not a good idea.  Or shall I invent my own time machine to have a quick peek? Short-cuts are never long-lasting.

Time travel movies rarely show the true struggle there is to design such a machine. The movie actually is portraying the power of a dream that not only the mad scientist possess but each and every one of us.  What is the first step to achieve something in life? It’s having the wish to have it. Remember, if you don’t wish, you will not get it. And after that is the obsession to have it. The real time only travels forward, no back and forth, no return tickets. What is gone is gone. When you reflect back after 10 years, hope you will not want a time machine to undo what was done, or to do what you could have done. Start working, start by being the best version of you, travelling consistently through the years, bracing yourself during the hard times, looking forward to your dreams, working in the time that the universe has given to you, without a machine.

The universe did not give me time machine, or a time traveler, but has given me the power to dream.

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