A few days ago, the Mother put her foot down. 'Up at 6 AM and to bed at 11 PM' she growled 'Now that's how it will be. The day you disobey, I clear up my stuff and leave this apartment'.
Though the daughter laughed as if Charlie Chaplin had just given a live performance, she knew the Mother meant business.
'Your eyes. Who is going to take care of them? More than 12 hrs a day in front of this computer/TV combo? You aren't getting any younger, you hear?'
'But' the bleary-eyed daughter said meekly 'I don't feel sleepy at 11 PM, ma'.
The answer was a roar 'No questions. And yes, you will get used to it'.
I watched non-chalantly as my mother marched victorious into the kitchen after delivering her ordinance.
As expected, 11PM in bed was a nightmare. Tossing,turning, listening to sounds of waterfalls and birds, counting to 100 and back, thinking of boring people, remembering class 10 geography - nothing helped. What made it worse was the soft snore from my mother's side of the bed.Moi was was awake as an owl.
As the clock struck twelve, I realized I had just witnessed the bloom of a new day. And then, it began. The thinking, that is.
How soon time passes us by! It seems like just a few days ago when I joined the company. It's been over 7 years now !
The passage of time. It marvels me how each day passes by unnoticed. And before one realizes, months and years have silently flown past. All too sudden, one is on the death-bed, wondering if one's life was well-lived, well-loved and well-served.
Self-discipline is a key element in making life chart the course we want. Bernard Shaw said something to the tune of 'If you want life to take you where you want to go, you need to do the groundwork to make it happen. Else, be satisfied when life takes you where it wants to go, and don't complain'.
Procrastination is my evil twin. I have been planning my higher studies for so long that I can't even remember when it started. I'm still at zilch. While I watch my peers and juniors going places and feel jealous, I make promises that I'll get there myself. And then I conveniently forget about it.
The same happens when I see models on TV. I work out for two days, then stop - 'Where is the time?'
I'm not letting the vice outmaster me. One strategy that has worked for me is advance mental preparation. I set in my mind a date when I plan to work on X. I constantly remind myself about it. By D-day, I'm all set.
It's slow, but surely steady.
Signing off here with this quotation:
'In reading the lives of great men, I found that the first victory they won was over themselves. Self-discipline with all of them came first."
-- Harry Truman, 33rd US President
PS : The clock in the photo is located at Kanazawa Station. It displays time via the control of the fountains behind it.