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Life was passing by very silently, as if someone made me realize the limitedness of time. Just passing time got wings and life came to a standstill. Both are opposite to each other, stagnation in life came in the sense that there is no time to do something and time has wings because just running to do something will not work, you will have to fly. God has given man the wings of imagination so that he can fly.This series of work is what keeps me alive. I get tired if I don't have work, I have a strange habit of devoting every single minute of my life to the work of my choice and then I automatically realize that time is very short.