Muhurtham

Hello there! Have you ever strongly believed in something without having any evidence at all? Well, I have, and today the universe somehow convinced me that one of those beliefs is true. At least, I like to believe that it did. 😉

Two days ago, when I was speaking to my mother, she said that the time difference between her (India) and me (Nantes) was four and a half hours and not the usual three and a half. I checked my phone and it was the usual three and a half and told her that she was looking at another time-zone. All was settled. All was OK.

Today me and my friend were to go to the supermarket. We agreed to meet at the train station at 10am. He didn’t respond to my msgs or to my calls. It was 1010am when I sent him a msg saying that I was leaving because I had to be somewhere else in the afternoon. Five minutes later he texted me asking if we were meeting at 10am. My first thoughts were that he had just woken up and I told him that it was 1015am already. He replied saying that its 0915am and sent me screenshot. That’s when he explained to me that something called Summer time is now Winter time, or the other way round. I don’t really care. But I was shocked! Well, we met half an hour later, that’s a different story.

In a fraction of a second, an entire hour, that is 60 minutes, or 3600 seconds was added to my day! How thrilled would you be if you found out that one complete hour was added to your day? I was thrilled! So thrilled, that I definitely did not put it into good use. XD. In other’s point of view, I had been waking up and sleeping an hour before they did. Thank god, I didn’t have classes this week, or I would have been an hour early for the first class and at the end of the day the last class would have dragged on for an extra hour. This experience of mine proved that I was right to believe that time is just some idea that we created to make our lives simpler. We created it; we can change it. As Albert Einstein rightly said, time is relative. Though his motive for saying might have been scientific, one can understand in a philosophical way too. At some point, according to me, we forgot the purpose we created it for. We let it control us. Shubha-Muhurtham is said to be the chunk of “right” time for us to do a particular job. My belief that every second is the Shubha-Muhurtham only grew stronger with this experience. Since my belief is iron-clad now, I will (hopefully) never blame time for something that happens to me. I have one less excuse to make now, and that’s a good thing. 😊.

To conclude, I know, by heart, that everything that happens, happens exactly when it has to happen. There is no requirement for me to wait to do something good. I just have to do it. And even though the flapping of a butterfly’s wing may be connected to me tripping over a stone on the road, I am certain that time is not the thread that forms that connection.