Breathe
By Claudia Pérez Atamoros
We have to talk about lost time, but no, no, not about Marcel Proust's novel In Search of Lost Time, catalogued by Guinness as the longest novel in the world, but about the one that, as the saying goes, "even the saints mourn it".
Renato Leduc, the Bohemian journalist (1897-1986), author of the sonnet made song "Tiempo", musicalized by Ruben Fuentes and interpreted by Marco Antonio Muñiz and José José José, was always right: "wise virtue of knowing time...".
And we know him very well in Mexico!
For the average Mexican and not, "time flies" and is measured in "un momentito". They have the wise virtue of managing it, defining it and annihilating it in a jiffy.
"A little second" that immortalizes time. A "little moment" that is measured face to face with time and do it the way you want.
It is the Mexican measure of giving time to time.
-Yesterday you promised to give me the information in "a little while"....
-Give me two and I'll send it to you in a moment.
Our daily clock is the "ito".
It can be a second or an eternity. "One second". We dilate time as we please. -'Just a little while..."
Sometimes I think that Albert Einstein, and his theory "that time is relative", was inspired by the relativity that we as Mexicans give to time and exercise here, there and everywhere.
In every time and place, the idiosyncrasy of the Mexican and his relationship with the god Cronos are, at the same time, a syntime, an overtime, an in-between-time, a space-time, a pastime and also and almost always, a setback for those who in a linear way think that "time is money".
Because one waits for a prudent time that "the now" neither has nor understands. The immediacy of time is baked with a "ya merito".
He who waits, despairs. That's why "almost there" makes our hair stand on end. To bad weather a good face.
Simultaneity in time, its cause and effect, in the Mexican way of daily life, simply does not fit, but it is very useful to become a guaje. Everything in its own time.
The immediacy of time in Mexico is a nonsense. Killing time is not.
The clock is ticking and the Mexican is taking his time.
So what's so little if time heals everything.
In time...
*Claudia Pérez Atamoros, reporter, writer and copywriter.
Today, he researches, writes and tells.
The opinions expressed are the responsibility of the authors and are absolutely independent of the position and editorial line of the company. Opinion 51.
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