As the sun lights up a new day for us, notice how the start is calm and serene, and how in no time after this beautiful experience, stress and tension take over.
Housewives begin the morning chores of the all-day thankless, unpaid job; students hurry to the classes to occupy the first benches (what an insult to be back bencher!); and working people dash to the office when they are running after raise actually.
This is how the gift of another beautiful morning turns into a torturous day for most of us slaves of money. We slaughter ourselves to get the luxuries we don't have the time to enjoy.
A lot of modern office people feel disconnected with workplace, as there is improper feedback on performance and poor communication with teams. Nothing is worse than having to slog overtime in an uncomfortable office.
Somehow, the clock strikes 5 and the slaves get into in the cars and hit the music button that transports them to another world: a little bit of tuning are rewiring until they get home through traffic. Some stress of the workday still left in the mind is brought home to release. Ask yourself if this is life, or a waste of it.
In metropolises, people don't even have time to breathe, literally, and yet imagine that they are successful. When there is no peace of mind, the life will be lost in the echoes. Find leisure time for own sake, don't curse your our life, but instead spend it in a most desirable and beautiful manner.
This is the message of the morning sun, to our conscience, which we don't care to listen. The day we learn to make time for ourselves, the human race will have achieved success and the rat race is going to be over.
We will have risen in esteem, not in the others' eyes but our own, and that's what matters the most. So when the sun rises next, live the day and don't gulp it down.