Story of Clock

I know the story about clocks and why they became clocks.

One day, a young college student wanting to be a scientist was eating at a snackbar. This lad was staring the cook over the counter without much enthusiasm.

Suddenly an idea hit him.

The clocks are usually rounded, and time never goes beyond the 12th hour. Instead, it goes back to the 1st our, and the time starts all over again. He took interest on the cook, watching him this time more intently as he does his monotonous job of draining the pasta and putting over the tomato sauce.

The clocks were made clocks because that’s how life really goes about, not just inside the snackbar where he’s eating as he scrutinizes the routine of the cook, but to his surprise even with his own life – he was a student, who wakes up early in the morning everyday, goes to school to attend his classes, sits at the back of the classroom, listens to his professor’s lectures, jots down notes, leaves the school, goes home, studies until midnight, falls asleep, almost had a dream, just to be awaken up by his alarm clock and realizes it’s morning again, another day, and the cycle has been repeating for almost 15 years of his life.

He pondered on this thought, thrilled with what he had just realized, and walked away from the snackbar excitedly, as if he had just made a Nobel prize discovery.

And that’s how he became an artist (and i became he).

...and how I started to write a fantasy.