Its was in 2nd week of December when elections took place in our area. I went to the polling booth and came back with a mark on my nail. At that moment I was slightly annoyed by the person who marked me so prominently as if I am coming back for some proxy voting. Today after more than a month when I closely scrutinized the mark with a smile of rememberence of that incident, the same permanent ink mark has been partly erased with time by the growth of the nail from with in. To observe this came with a feel of realisation because the same phenomenon happens for time and the expansion of the universe. It indicates even if we do not indulge ourselves into nothing still we are heading towards something.
In any case we have to enjoy it.