Monday, November 09, 2009
Waiting...
Chanced upon a friend's blog and was watching her home-made video. It had a storyline that is felicitous to our daily life. Waiting.
I spend more than 2 hours waiting for public transport to and fro school daily. Sometimes when we finally get on, we wait for the driver to bring us to school. We wait at queues to buy our food, we wait at queues to use the loo. "Wait a moment"s when calling customer service hotlines? Waiting to see the doctor? Each day, we spend hours just waiting, doing nothing. These are just waits that are more 'visible' to us.
How about waits that are 'invisible'? Like waiting for first love, true love? (Or some wants to wait for truer love even though true love was just in their faces) Waiting for the boss to acknowledge your achievement? Waiting for promotion? Waiting for yourself to grow up and mature? Even though you are doing something else concurrently while waiting for these to happen, these waits do still frustrate you and make you forget yourself.
Really, what is the point of waiting?? I do not know. Maybe I'm dimmer and need some enlightenment.
Despite not knowing its purpose, I always have this bad habit of wanting people to wait for me. My parents have to wait for me to wait for me to prepare to go out for meals or weekend outings. Friends had to wait because I was always late. It frustrated them, I know, so much so that they stop going out with me. Believe me, I've suffered serious consequence when I caused people to wait. I used to wonder why. But I guess deep down, I did have some idea. Waiting usually happens when you want or need to accommodate others. It's unavoidable I guess, living in a place where interpersonal skills matter as much as breathing and eating. Despite the standardised concept of time, people operate on different clockworks. Hence, there is always a need to factor in 'waiting time' or 'buffering' in every event that requires the participation of more than 1 people. This 'visible' waiting time I call it, causes the loss of invisible minutes when added together, something else could have be done.
For those invisible waiting in life. You don't actually feel it. Not me at least, but when time comes for reflection, which happens out of the blues more often than not, you realised that much time is wasted on waiting, for true love for example, when one could have just pursued his/her love.
Waiting is so passive but yet people do it all the time. There are some 'waits' that can be utilised with the help of technology such as mobile phones, laptops, PDAs etc. But there are some 'waits' that are unavoidable and worse, might just end up fruitless.
What is the point of waiting?
SpilLeD by b|uE at 11:59:00 pm
