I have always wonder this last mile stretch that takes so much time that it’s as if I have still a long way to go before I call it a day and hang my boots. Too near yet to far in so many things, is this the way of the universe to make me see things differently.
The 90:10 M2 Rule
The world is divided by ratios, and ratios define this universe. “I am bigger than him,” said the Earth to the Moon, Jupiter to the Earth, the Sun to Jupiter, and the stars a thousand times the size of the Sun.
The other day, while brushing my teeth, I realized my toothpaste was nearing its end. Sensitive teeth have this problem of needing a specific toothpaste to make them a bit resistant to the extreme temperature of anything consumed. Noted. I eventually picked up the toothpaste in the evening. Glad that I had got the paste, I put it in my storage and happily went about my work.
It has been almost a week, and yesterday too, I was still able to squeeze some toothpaste out of it. Today was the last time that I would use the same. I was impatient to start with the new one tonight, so I decided to use it all up to brush my teeth, and the paste kept on coming. Still holding on to my determination, I eventually had a total of 2 days of paste on my brush. I don’t think the color of my teeth changed a bit, except for the fact that I had to gargle ten times to get done with the paste foam.
Frustrated at finishing the paste unnecessarily, I realized that it is quite surprising how life does that 90% done illusion, and the remaining 10% never seems to get over unless you give it the last push. Same case with a flight: all journey done, total flight time is 1 hour 15 mins, and in 60 mins you start the descent, and the landing takes another hour. The remaining 15 mins stretch out. Life is like that. This pattern—is it related to an illusion of being left out without something and hoarding, or is it nature’s way of ensuring longevity to ensure continuity? I am not sure what would be the right way to look at it.
Nothing is over till it’s over, and most of the time our impatience ensures that the thing that could go on a little or a lot more is made defunct well before its lifecycle. Probably we are in too much of a hurry while the universe is not. The 10% is the one which is the most important, working all life to enjoy at the very end. As I know, when you cut the mango, it disappears in a minute, but the mango around the seed takes time and gives the maximum joy.
The honking behind me got me back to the green signal. The last signal to reach home, as the distance from office to just about near home on a fast track, for the last mile to take all the time. I tuned up the music and picked up speed.
The 90:10 M2 Rule.
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