TIME, the grand illusion

Don't worry. It is not another gay post in which I talk about the things I would be missing or the leaving of the house. I have had enough of that rubbish.

I felt like this blog isn't doing justice to it's core purpose of 'educating' and 'enlightening' the readers and therefore I thought I would remedy the situation with this post.

Guneet, Ikam and me had taken a boat ride from London Bridge to Greenwich (for some unfathomable reason, it is pronounced as Greenich) the other day. GMT. Does it ring a bell? The destination and the journey made us think about the concept of time. Deep discussion resulted in us understanding the logic behind the measurement of time by combining whatever little knowledge we had with some of the tid-bits the guide on the boat announced. Or atleast we thought we did.

Standing on the prime meridian line (0 degrees longitude) at the Royal Observatory of Greenwich, I felt like I found my true calling: 'Study of Time'. My ignorance of longitudes and latitudes till a few minutes earlier wasn't much of a dampener. I am independent of the variable of time and therefore I believe would be able to give an outsider perspective to this enigma.

Among the other intellectual conversations we had, included Guneet contemplating the possibility of changing the positions of the hands of the Great Clock Tower of Westminister (apparently the Big Ben is the name of the bell of the clock and not the tower or the clock). We agreed that the Clock Tower showing the wrong time, would shock and confuse people and it would be great fun.

Also I wondered as to whether all birds could float in water. We were victims of the availability heurestic and watching the sea gulls float around on the Thames, conveniently concluded that all birds could. If anyone knows for sure, do post it in the comments section.

I always felt that I was the laziest thing on Earth and no one could sleep as much as I did, but Ikam shattered my false sense of superiority by mentioning that the koala bear moves like in slow motion and sleeps for around 20 hours in a day. Damn the competition!

This is my last post in London. My next stop is Hyderabad. (Actually not. I have a painful 4 hour stop over at Bangalore, making my total journey time a frightening 15 and a half hours).

Sticking to the topic of time, I gained 5 and a half hours on my arrival to UK, only for the evil 'day light savings' to gobble up an hour and leave me with 4 and a half, which I would be losing on my return to India. It seems like it is a return to status quo for me in every sense of the term. Or is it?

Anyway, whatever.