Fourth Dimension

"Time is our fourth dimension", said my IC Design lecturer in my junior year. Then I was in no position to appreciate it. Now, after a couple of years, I think I can accept it; atleast agree with a receiving nod. Having spent more than a score of months in this land of opportunity (so-claimed by all, I stick to it), and after shedding my mischievous childhood and bubbly teen years, I can now realize how I had moved with my fourth dimension.

Dictionary.com gives the meaning of Dimension as "A measure of spatial extent, or an extent or magnitude or scope, or an aspect or element". Seems like going by the meaning we can say the extent or scope of one's life is measured by his fourth dimension - time. It's hard to imagine a world without clock. We live time, eat time, work time, play time, sleep time and... also blame time. Absurd! Truly ridiculous to blame time. The fact is we hardly complain about the lack of our other three dimensions, but we never feel shame to complain the fourth one. Why to blame the scale if you are not slim? Why to blame the clock if you are not punctual?

Okay... Did I spent all my time wisely? Didn't I ever complain about lack of time? I am dumb. I can't do anything more than drooping my head. My explanation is....really......what I mean to say is......Oh God! I've got to do some stuff soon. Catch u later. Shit! I really don't have any time. Oops........!