Tuesday, 22 October 2024

🌸The Art of Waiting: A Humorous Exploration of Life's Greatest Hobby🌸

 




🌸The Art of Waiting: A Humorous Exploration of Life's Greatest Hobby🌸


Wait... what? Oh right, 🍀waiting🍀. It’s something we all do, something we all dread, yet can’t escape. Like an eternal game of hide and seek, only you're always the one counting to 100... or 1,000... or 10,000. And everyone else seems to be hiding behind life’s various doors—doctor’s offices, train stations, and hospital lobbies. 
So, what is waiting, really? Is it fulfilling? Is it productive? Or is it just that nagging sense of "something better could be happening right now, but here I am instead"? Well, I say waiting is the great unifier, the ultimate reminder that the universe doesn’t run on our schedules. And whether we like it or not, we’ve all mastered the fine art of standing (or sitting) still, doing absolutely nothing, and calling it... progress.
Think about it. Waiting is 🌼everywhere🌼. It’s omnipresent, like Wi-Fi but with way fewer bars. Whether you're waiting for a train, waiting for a text back, or waiting for the microwave to stop holding your food hostage, waiting is life’s version of a pause button. And just when you think you’re about to hit "play"—boom—you're waiting again.


Take my day, for example. I went to a doctor for a second opinion about a loved one. Naturally, the waiting began long before I even stepped into the lobby. The loved one was waiting at home for my call, I was waiting at the doctor’s office, and every other patient was waiting for their turn. We were like a beautifully choreographed dance troupe, each waiting for our cue to step forward... only with much more sighing and clock-watching. You could feel the collective hope in the air: maybe, just maybe, their number would be called before mine. 


You see, waiting is an exercise in 🌸optimism🌸. While you wait, there’s a shred of hope, a belief that things will turn out just fine. Whether it’s a medical diagnosis, a train’s arrival, or a life-changing email, we *hope* for the best while accepting that we’re powerless to make it happen any faster. During that wait, you don’t feel like a failure. In fact, you’re doing something incredibly productive—dreaming up an imaginary future where everything goes your way!


But let's not kid ourselves, waiting can also be a bit of a wild card. Sometimes, it’s as annoying as having a mosquito in your bedroom at 3 a.m., and other times, it’s downright beautiful, like when you're waiting outside a delivery room, counting down the seconds until you can hear the first cry of a newborn. Other times, it's like waiting outside the operating theater—those moments when you’re balancing optimism on a knife’s edge, knowing the future is teetering between hope and heartbreak.


Then, there’s the more mundane type of waiting—take the train station, for example. You’re waiting for the train to arrive, and someone else is waiting for you to arrive on that train. There’s an intricate web of interconnected waits, and it’s all happening in real time. I mean, who would’ve thought we’re all involved in the world’s most uninteresting synchronised sport?


But while waiting is often irritating, it’s also kind of hilarious when you think about it. Like, how many times have you anxiously watched the microwave count down, as if those last 10 seconds of potato-reheating will determine the course of your evening? Or how about when you get stuck in traffic? You’re simultaneously waiting for the car in front of you to move, while the person behind you is waiting for the same thing—everyone just waiting on everyone else like some kind of human domino effect.
In the hospital, you have people waiting for a new life to begin while, tragically, others wait for life to end. Yet somehow, in that same hospital, you also have people waiting for a doctor’s note to excuse them from work because, let’s be real, they just need a break. The spectrum of waiting is as wide as it is unpredictable. It’s a paradox—**waiting is both everything and nothing at once.** 


And yet, despite its frustrations, waiting is a quiet act of faith. It’s believing that something 🪻Will🪻happen, eventually. In a world where we're always trying to fast-forward, waiting reminds us that sometimes, you just have to sit back, relax, and let life come to you—whether it’s good news, bad news, or just the next train.
So, here’s to waiting! May we all continue this timeless practice. Keep waiting, keep hoping, and in the meantime—keep living. After all, life is just one big waiting room, and we’re all just waiting for our number to be called.🍀

BY GEETA BHANWALA 

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