Whenever this word comes to my mind…I feel, I have a lot more to do. Well, we all feel that too…The days seem to be running faster. I am understanding what speed of light or wink of eyes means these days…24 hours does not seem enough.
Some other times I also feel, I am not planning my time properly. This seems continous and never ending. I feel Robert Frost’s words are true, we got to keep running to keep up with time 
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there’s some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
So lets keep running…!!
