Everything is faster now.

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When I was a kid, I was fascinated by this concept - 2 minute noodles. Boil the water, add noodles and spices; and you’re done with delicious, hot, and spicy noodles. Yum!!! But this 2-minute life concept is no yum at all!

Hi Friends!!! I am back with another post. Hope you all are doing well. I was wondering if you ever feel that everything is faster now. Life is going at 200 miles-per-hour, and if you can't keep up, then you aren't going to succeed, at least that's what everyone believes nowadays. So, today's blog might inspire you to slow down a little.

As I was saying, everything is faster now.  

To eat faster - you have pre-chopped, pre-cleaned, and pre-cooked food. You get groceries delivered in 10 minutes.  

To sleep faster - you have essential oils, teas, and treatments(not gonna lie, I don't think they work). 

To succeed faster - you have apps, websites, courses with shortcut lessons, and mentorships(those probably don't work either). 

To fall in love faster - you have dating sites and social media(do they work?)

To retire faster - you have investments. To even read faster - you have apps with 5–10 min summaries.

To be entertained faster - you have 15 minute videos.

What the hell is going on? Today’s mantra is, “Live faster!”. But I don’t get one thing. What are we supposed to do by living faster?

I’m not saying these are bad changes, especially faster WiFi and faster pizza delivery. But everything and everyone’s in hurry now. Eat fast, sleep fast, love fast, succeed fast, and then what die fast? Is this why we are in a hurry for everything??

Because in today’s world, if you stop; you are not being productive. You should always be running, working, and doing something. Anything slow is simply a bad thing now. 

But can I be honest? I’m tired of all of this constant running, working, and doing. I’m exhausted by trying to keep up with this new faster pace of living. I feel like I don’t even have time to catch my breath anymore; despite everything being so quick, easy, and fast now.

Taking a day off to do nothing makes me feel guilty. I mean how can I? Especially when everyone’s running life marathon’s around me? I feel like if I stop I’ll stay behind, alone and directionless. Like spiders are crawling on my back in a dark, cold cave and no one is there to rescue me. And I don’t like this feeling.

But I don’t want to run through life either. I don’t want to be a hamster stuck in a prison made of obligations, running on a wheel of schedules churning productivity at the speed of lightning. I don’t want the clock to dictate my lifetime.

I want to read a book at my own pace and not by listening to a 5-minute summary. I want to wash, chop and cook my dinner because that is kind of therapeutic. I don’t want to know the secret of making $50,000 a month. I want to explore that myself. I want to fail, learn and celebrate the small achievements that’ll lead to big achievements.

So one day when I’ll be an 80-year-old grandpa(even though, my body already makes me feel like one), I can tell stories to my cute grand-kids, and I can teach them lessons I learned. But by the pace everything is evolving now, I doubt if I’ll even have grand-kids or not.

Or scientists will find a way in the next 50–60 years where they will turn an infant into an adult directly. A fully grown adult with all the knowledge, skills, and lessons downloaded into their memory with a pre-selected job assigned to them. There goes my “to be a super cool Grandpa” dream out of the window. Hell, even this was faster!

That’s it! We don’t know what will happen in the future. That’s not in our control. But today is in your control. So, try to make the most out of it. I would truly enjoy living my life the way I want and not let it be dictated by schedules, appointments, and routines for once.

That’s why I’m craving and trying to be a slow lifestyle practitioner. No, I’m not going back to the Stone Age era, where I’ll be hunting for animals, starting the fire from wood, or rediscovering wheels.

You can still be using, and embracing all the amazing inventions, evolutions, and experiments happening around the world. But you should do all of that mindfully. Taking time to enjoy everything you're doing. Taking time to observe, embrace and live. That’s what a slow lifestyle is.

You don’t chase anything. Instead, you say cheese and make most of everything. You don't run through life. You live through life. 

Anyways, that's all from my side, I will see you in the next blog.

Arrivederci!

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