All about timing

Maybe it’s all just a coincidence.

It began to rain during my lunch yesterday. Many people on scooters pulled over at the restaurant I was at to put on their rain suits. Many already soaked individuals rode on by. Some had white shirts stuck to them as if they were heading to a wet T-shirt contest. As I finished my dim sum, I realized that this rain was not about to let up. I ate slowly and sipped my iced tea through the “I am not plastic” straw. The mushy straw still worked but barely.

The red Ferrari

I munched on my food slowly so I could stay at the restaurant longer. Until I realized I was the only one left. I suppose it didn’t matter since I was alone, I could hang around here until the rain stopped. As I was staring at the road and the traffic passing, I noticed a red Ferrari. Well to be clear I first heard the roar of the engine. Not so hard to distinguish a Ferrari from the many boring cars in Bali. Well, the rain didn’t stop. It got progressively worse as I waited. I should have gone home as soon as I was done. This leads to the next point. If I would have left earlier, I would have missed the Ferrari.  Sometimes we need to wait and get the timing right.

The right timing.

Isn’t life basically all about timing? Think about this. My condominium in Toronto is the perfect example. I lived on the 23rd floor of my condominium for several years. I had a dog and so I met more people than the average condo dweller.  Yet I barely meet the people on my floor at the elevator and nearly never meet or bump into my neighbors. It is all about timing and about the split-second decisions one makes in life.  If I hadn’t eaten extra slowly, I would have missed the Ferrari.

The way it should be.

Imagine if I left a bit earlier and as the Ferrari went by, I would have been on the road staring at it. In the process of staring at the red Ferrari I would have possibly stepped in front of a scooter or a car and gotten hurt or worse killed.

Life is about timing. Life is often one or two missteps away from disaster. Call someone a bad name and soon after the boss would arrive at the cubicle. However, you took the stairs and not the elevator, so you got to the cubicle before the boss. It’s the little things in life we need to look out for and assess those moments. One never knows when the timing is on or off. It just happens.

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Published by Zsolt Zsemba

Zsolt Zsemba has worn many different hats. He has been an entrepreneur, and businessman for over 30 years. Living abroad has given him many amazing experiences in life and also sparked his imagination for writing. After moving to Canada from Hungary at the age of 10 and working in a family business for a large part of his life. The switch from manufacturing to writing came surprisingly easily for him. His passion for writing began at age 12, mostly writing poetry and short stories. In 1999, the chance came to write scripts. Zsolt took some time off from his family business to write in Jakarta Indonesia for MD Entertainment. Having written dozens of soap operas and made for TV movies, in 2003 Zsolt returned to the family business once more. In 2018, he had the chance to head back to Asia once again. He took on the challenge to be the COO for MD Pictures and get back into the entertainment business. The entertainment business opened up the desire to write once more and the words began to flow onto the pages again. He decided to rewrite a book he began years ago. Organ House was reborn and is a fiction suspense novel while Scars is a young adult drama focused on life’s challenges. After the first two books, his desire to write not only became more challenging but enjoyable as well. After having several books completed he was convinced to publish them for your enjoyment. Zsolt does not tend to stay in one specific genre but tends to lean towards strong female leads and horror. Though he also has a few human interest books, he tends to write about whatever brews in his brain for a while.

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