What are you doing with your time?
I once gave the Stephen Covey example of imagining your own eulogy, to try and put your life into context and sort out your priorities; and never have I needed that advice more. With Easter break just around the corner and exams looming in the distance, procrastination rears its ugly head in various forms. However, exam period, deadlines…any tangible form of work that is required of us, just serves to further scare us from accomplishing this task! Why is that?
I cannot possibly revise for exams, seek solid knowledge, dwelve into creative ventures and make a positive change in my life, all the while enjoying some much needed free time: there are only over 2000 hours left till my first exam! Summer time brings with it longer days, and there is no better time to stick to a resolution than the vacation time. So go for a run, burn off those extra pizzas that students live off, read a book, write a book, learn a language, and study. If this seems daunting, then it only supports my theory that labeling a form of work for yourself gives you more motivation to procrastinate. Manage your time; make a list of goals that you want to accomplish over the next month, and a check list of how you want to achieve them!
- Ahem
- Yes, Little Timmy, did you have something to say?
- Nope, just caught a cough because of all the planning I’ve been doing, and the check lists I’ve been making
- Atta boy. See kids, you can all be productive too, just like Timmy!
In the spirit of sticking to this minimalistic ISoc blog, it is important to note that our term as an Executive is almost finished. The climax of the year was certainly our Discover Islam Week, and with an array of events, ranging from proven formula techniques to innovative ventures, we tried to take DIW to a place we never had before. There have been, and will always be failures on our part, and for that I sincerely beg for everyone’s prayers, but all in all, it was a smashing success. A real community formed, rehearsing for plays, working hard to put books in the right bags, transporting and arranging food for hundreds of people a day, singing in the middle of the Portland building, and pioneering what can only be known as….MMMMA
Indeed, many people shone and it is that time of the year where we eagerly wait and see who will form the next committee. It is quite exciting, to see your young ones blossoming into fine individuals, flapping their wings for the first time, and growing up right before your very eyes – metaphorically of course. This is then a further challenge for us as well, because it is of the utmost importance that they are handed a Society which is in better shape than the one we were handed, and that the skills we have developed through experience are equally transferred to these new soaring birds.
So I previously questioned how we all spend our time. The fundamental point there is whether we have time, and if we do, then why do we have time. Most of us have visited graveyards at some point in our lives. The tombstones will always take us by surprise though, because the birth years are not just from sixty years ago, seventy or eighty. The people in those graves are of all ages, ranging from infants to old men, and so why do I take another breath while someone younger than me is dying right now? To think that we cannot account for ourselves in the next few seconds should tell us about how little control we truly have in our lives. I take another breath because I have been blessed with another moment to repent for what I have done; and if each moment is a blessing, how should I spend this time? A wonderful quote I read was ‘Make sure you do something useful today, because it has cost you a day’
We all have an allotted time span. Be that five thousand days, ten thousand, twenty thousand…our time is limited. Every soul shall taste death, and that is the one fundamental fact that none can ever discord. Do I really want to give one of my precious days up in exchange for sitting in front of a computer and watching some videos, or looking at someone’s pictures, or even reading through someone's blog?
