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This one is inspired from Interstellar. One of the finest films ever made. One of my favourite. Coupled with Hans Zimmer, this movie defined a good film for me. The effort a movie director put in to make a film as scientifically accurate as this is inspiring. More than that, this movie has a plot that runs really deep. To me, time is nothing but a storage device where we store memories. It isn't standard. You can't define time. You only assume it. Like every other one, this storage device is also limited. You can either fill it with garbage or you can fill it with the best pictures, movies, songs and what not. That's up to you. That is something you have the liberty to pursue. You've all the time in the world to go out there and explore. To stop and observe nature. To take a minute of your otherwise hectic day to stop and look if you're actually happy. Many of us are in a meaningless pursuit of materialistic pleasures. Not to say that money is unimportant. It is. But it is only a means. It is never the end. While you have the time, don't sit and bask in the warmth of your comfort zone. Instead, be out there. In the real world, where action takes place. Figure your scintilla and spread it to the rest of mankind. The greatest thing about time is that it is 1-dimensional. There's no going back. The moment that was will never be. The present is a fuzzy picture presented to us as kids. It's a long journey, wherever you're headed. Might as well take the shade of nature as the scorching heat of the sun drains the little energy you have. We're travellers in the realm of time, a dimension that most of us fail to notice. So it's true, time does fly!

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