Time Goes By

Time is said to be eternal. It is believed that it has neither a beginning, nor an end. However, people are able to measure it in years, months, days, hours, minutes, and seconds. They have also given meanings to the words “past, “present”, and “future”.


There are two types of time – objective, and subjective. Objective time can be accurately measured with a stopwatch. Subjective time is different. Humans are not so good at judging the passage of time. Sadly, pleasurable experiences pass quickly, while dull experiences seem to last forever. Time simply appears to speed up when we have something to do, especially during an exam, and I think everyone knows that.

The entire creation moves on according to a time pattern. There is birth, growth, and death. Some people complain that there is no time for them to do anything, and that life passes by them. Carl Sandburg said: “Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.” Those who do not know the importance of time waste it, or spend it doing useless activities. They forget about how significant the little things are. There is a proverb which says that killing time is not murder, it is suicide. This means that by wasting time, one is not harming the others. Instead, he is the one who suffers because he does not fruitfully make use of time.

According to Marthe Troly-Curtin, “Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time”. Thus, we should act wisely, and do what we like as well, because we only live once. We can be sure of the present, the one which is in our hands.

Time is a precious thing, and every human being should appreciate its value, because there is no time machine which can return us to the past. It is impossible to restore the time we have already spent, and it is of no use to regret the things we have done, or those we have not. The only solution is to have a dream, to fight in order to make it come true, and to act according to how we feel.

Raluca Marin

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