11 AM

11am

“Time is a game played beautifully by children.”- Fragments

The small girl looks at my baseball cap, then slowly at my watch, then my face, and hair. I smile, and greet her “Hello.” She holds her mom’s hand and takes a few steps away. Then she tilts her head, stares at me for a couple of seconds, and smiles back. Her teeth have gone to the tooth fairy, and messy hair tucked into a ponytail. In a minute, she says, “Hello” and hides her face behind the bread aisle of the relaxed grocery store.

I love it. I love greeting strangers, and passing silent smiles. There is a strange friendliness when we exchange warmth with indiscriminate greetings.

It’s 11 AM.

That time of the day when the California sun brutally hurts all eyes. When too many shirtless people jog outside to give the sun some love hugs. When bored mothers take the strollers out and stroll with the babies until their feet hurt. When a girl in the park opens a book and adjusts her hat to read in the sun. When a guy stops by the local café to finally welcome the morning before it ends on the lap of another bright yellow dressed afternoon.

It’s that time of the day when I am mostly indoor, inside temperature controlled environment, looking away from the real world. From school days till date, 11 AM has always been wrapped under the blanket of workaholic environments, little far from the sun and sweat. But nowadays I sometimes go out to study how the real world appears before us at 11 AM. I try to understand how many stories quietly are repeating at cafes, and parks, and on roads and how many stories I have been missing noticing.

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Days are numbered. So are the hours. Have you ever missed a particular time of the day? Have you too missed noticing 4 AMs, 11 AMs, or 2 PMs? 

 

16 thoughts on “11 AM

  1. I, too, work in a vanilla environment with fluorescent lights and rigid guidelines.I used to spend morning and afternoon break perusing the Internet. Now I go for a walk…9:30 and 2:30. Clears the cobwebs from my head, taunts me with writing ideas, or just lets me be one with the sunshine.

  2. I too enjoy sharing a hello and smile with someone I don’t know. Unfortunately in our culture, especially in a bustling city, a hello and smile too many times goes unnoticed or is received with suspension. But that does not take away from my happiness. I enjoyed reading your post as I started my day. I will be mindful of the time. ☺️

    1. That is so good to know, Patrick. We live in boxes these days, it’s always great to go outside and talk to new people. Thank you very much for reading my post, enjoying it, and sharing your views here. Have a great day! 🙂

    1. I had short term insomnia for a few months( about which I will write later) and I totally understand what you are saying. 😀 But isn’t it great to be mindful of the time of our days? I clearly forgot how 11 AM looked like. 🙂 Thank you so much for reading, Eliza. 🙂

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