I have started to sleep less since last week not because I have to wake up an hour earlier than usual, but because I do not want to miss the fun in life by sleeping earlier than usual. I have started to run as well on weekends and I look forward to it. Since I moved back to Dubai in 2014, I have made quite a few friends from all walks of life. There were 8 of us in a closed group, 4 couples.
We lost one friend recently due to heart failure. Doctors couldn’t arrange for a replacement in time and he passed away, pleading to be saved, as told to me. I shudder at the thought of it, requesting someone else to save you. Why shouldn’t I take care of myself while I can? Why should I wait for things to get worse to start repenting and lecturing people about what to do and what not to do in life?
The reason I sleep less is because it appears a waste of time to me. You could do many things while awake but all you do while you are asleep is dream, sometimes not even that. I am continuously extending my wakefulness so I can see more, do more and learn more. It is not possible all the time. I waste a lot of time procrastinating. I waste a lot of time running errands for unimportant people. It will stop, sooner or later, it always does. What wouldn’t stop is ticking of time. Moment by moment, it is slipping away. Seconds become minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, centuries and milleniums and all that happens on earth is creatures ome into existence out of nothing and fade into nothing.
Between arriving and departing, people try everything possible to achieve all they can during their momentary stay in the world. How does it matter? We do not know what goes on inside our bodies, we have no control over the beating of our own hearts and we take pride in securing a promotion, buying a piece of land or having a child to look after. There are 44640 minutes in a month and today is the last day of the 8th month of 2016. What have I achieved? Nothing I can be proud of although I am happy about many things I have done this year. But the best is yet to come and it is to renounce everything and spend my days in a remote place, creating a wave of happpiness and self satisfaction by touching people’s lives on my way to peacefulness and liberation from the vicious cycle of earning money. Money should be the last thing for us to sustain ourselves but sadly, it is at the top of the list.Money can buy food but the happiness of watching fruits grow in your own little garden, that is what I am after.