No time to think about any of that.

It was summer, and I was lying on the beach.

Carefree and young, not thinking much about anything on the street.

There was work, there was ambition.

There was fun and a whole lot of play.

There were risks to be taken and mountains to be climbed.

There was no thought of settling down.

My 20s were mine and just mine.

Then she comes in and says hi, and the whole world turns upside down.

Leave alone marriage; Love was never my ally.

It was one of those things which always felt near but was never mine.

She came in and said hi, and everything turned upside down.

A month in, we decided we were one.

And just like that, in autumn, we got engaged, and then the whole world knew she was mine.

There was marriage prep and the search for a home.

Before we knew it, we were shopping for furniture, making the house into our home.

Then winter came, and rings got exchanged.

Mrs & Mr we became, not knowing where it all started and not knowing where it would end.

“How did this move so fast?” I thought.

It was just summer when I was carefree and lost.

Could you find who you are by finding a person to love?

I think I did, but there was so much to do I had no time to think about any of that.

Marriage didn’t slow down life; it just accelerated what began in summer.

There was a ring on my finger.

A piece of gold glistening and reminding of the promises made in the altar.

Then there was her on the left, the reason for the speed.

We met in the summer and married in the winter.

Thus the whirlwind ended and now the settling began.

Or so I thought.

It’s one thing to fall in love.

It’s quite another to stay and build a relationship in love.

And then from winter came spring and then summer and winter again.

The year went in a blink, and here we were building something different.

Not her or I. But us.

We fought, we fell apart, and came back together.

The year was fast, and there was no time to think about any of that.

We just had to act. Pull our act together.

Time just ran by.

And we figured what we meant to each other.

As I was about to get used to the ring in my hand, then came the test.

It was positive, and there were tears of joy and sweats of fear.

One plus one was soon to become three, and just as I was learning to become a husband, the word Dad came and everything went to pieces.

Half petrified and scared, I vomited and fainted as wifey stood tall and took me through the motions.

From winter, we went to the next spring, and then to the hot summer, her belly grew big and things just went insane.

The house needed babyproofing, and there was shopping again.

We just moved in, and now we are changing everything again.

Everything stood still for soo long until last summer.

Then she came in, and everything went asunder.

We had a honeymoon but just a short one.

Before we could plan anything else, the world shut down.

Then the world opened, but her belly became big.

We were going to become parents & we had to act.

We just had to act and there was no time to think about any of that.

It was autumn and with it came the hospital door.

There was scrubs and complications and cries outside the operation theater door.

Less than 30 minutes later she came out, I became a father and now where there was not one, but two women to love.

I saw the mom and hugged her tight, she was drugged and smiled with glazed eyes.

Then came my daughter, small and dark, she held my finger tight.

Where was summer which was just two years ago?

I was young and lost and here I am a dad and a husband making decisions no sane man would have allowed me to go near.

My little girl held my finger tight, looked at me yawned and set my heart alight.

I held my little girl and looked at my wife and within both I saw my life.

Yes, it was fast and I had to act but then now I have my girl and my daughter and everything would just swim by.

But then, life is not such for now we were there and had to act much more.

I wanted to think of the past and the days gone by, but with the little bundle of joy we had to act and there was no time to think about any of that.

We came home with the kid, and found we had learn about each other again just as we are with the kid.

I was not just us anymore, we were three and we had to take care of one while figuring what we mean to each other all over as we did not so long ago.

Time went faster now, faster than it did before.

She learnt to sit, then to crawl, to stand and to walk and with it the dread of letting go enveloped with me begging time to go slow.

Time goes too fast and I have no time to think about it.

I just have to act with my wife and daughter within it.

One I have nuture and help grow; make her independent and say goodbye so that she could live her adult life all on her own.

With the other I want to grow; Grow old together and create a world where everything will be very slow.

With one woman I need to create a perfect relationship with the other I need to nuture the perfect relationship and in all of this I need to act and there is no time to think about anything but that.

And now another autumn ended, followed by spring, winter, summer and autumn again; my girl is about to turn one and I ask myself where has all the time gone?

Why do we always have to act and why do I want to do all of this once again?

I know there’s time for it’s just three autumns down but time flies so fast when things change so often and all you can do is act and have no time to think about any of that.