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I\u2019ve been fascinated with the\u00a0theory of time travel\u00a0since forever. and i have it so bad that if someone told me tomorrow that scientists cracked it, I\u2019d be the first one packing my metaphorical bags (probably forgetting the charger, as usual). Watching\u00a0documentaries about time travel\u00a0is my guilty pleasure, when i can’t find a good rom com, I unwind by watching physicists argue about wormholes and paradoxes. According to Einstein\u2019s theory of relativity, time slows down as you move faster, technically, astronauts on the ISS are already time-travelling a few milliseconds into the future, now how cool is that!
Also a few physicists say time travel to the\u00a0future<\/em>\u00a0is theoretically possible, it\u2019s the past that gets messy, thanks to paradoxes like meeting your own grandfather, well trust a human to mess things up :\/<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I often talk about it (sometimes too much). Recently, during one of these excited monologues, my dear but annoying<\/em> friend pointed out that I had just written an entire blog about how I\u2019m not into travelling<\/em> and yet, here I am, yapping about travelling through time. I had to roll my eyes at her. (She just doesn’t get it)
(If you\u2019re a regular reader, you already know, I roll my eyes at pretty much everything. And I also tend to give unnecessary information about myself, like I just did. Anyway, enough wandering…)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

back to the topic, So yes, I want to time travel. But not to see places, I want to see the history in its present.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Imagine seeing Princess Diana in all her glory, waving to the crowd in that iconic black dress.
Witnessing Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj as he built his empire with courage and wit that could outsmart armies twice his size. Maybe I\u2019d peek into Maharani Gayatri Devi\u2019s royal soir\u00e9es, the pearls, the poise, the power. Or perhaps I\u2019d stand quietly in a studio corner, watching Leonardo da Vinci paint the first strokes of the Mona Lisa<\/em>, and check for myself if she actually smiled at him that way. And yes, I\u2019d absolutely sneak into ancient Egypt to finally see how those pyramids were built, were aliens really involved, or were humans just that good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And its not just us handful of crazy people who are fascinated by the idea of time travel, every era has tried to imagine time travel, from H.G. Wells\u2019 The Time Machine<\/em> in 1895, to Back to the Future<\/em>, Interstellar<\/em>, and even Avengers: Endgame<\/em>. Clearly, we\u2019ve been obsessed with fixing or reliving time since\u2026 forever.\u201d Personally, I\u2019m less of a \u2018save the universe\u2019 traveler and more of a \u2018sip tea in the past and eavesdrop on poets\u2019 traveler..hehe!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Born in the Wrong Era<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Growing up, I was obsessed with stories of kings, queens, and India\u2019s golden eras. Sometimes I genuinely wished I was born back then, minus the inconvenient parts, of course. No Wi-Fi, no plumbing(essential), and the constant threat of dying from a mild fever? No, thank you. But the grandeur, the artistry, the sheer magic of those times? yes please.
I\u2019d trade a few modern comforts just to witness that once. Imagine, the palaces that glittered under oil lamps, handwoven silks that took months to make, poets who could break your heart with a single verse. We\u2019ve traded that for instant noodles and autocorrect. People once traveled for months across oceans to see new lands. I scroll through reels for five minutes and get travel fatigue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And not just Indian history, have you watched Bridgerton<\/em>, Pride and Prejudice<\/em> or Downtown Abbey or anything from back then?
The gowns, the candlelit balls, the subtle glances across the room, the carriages, the grace\u2026 it\u2019s all mesmerising<\/em>. And my favourite part the language<\/strong>.
No brain-rotting slang like \u201cdelulu\u201d or \u201crizz.\u201d
Just beautiful, “complete” sentences filled with wit, charm, and poetry. Even a casual \u201cGood evening, Miss Bennet\u201d sounded like a love letter. Sometimes I truly believe we\u2019ve lost more than we\u2019re gaining in the name of modernity. (You can read my blog about how I don\u2019t think technology equals progress)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

the thing that gets me every single time is time travel isn\u2019t just about where<\/em> we\u2019d go, but how tiny we are<\/em> in the grand timeline of existence. Think about it: the Earth is around 4.5 billion years old, humans have existed for barely 300,000 of those, and yet we walk around like we invented the concept of time. Every generation believes it\u2019s the most evolved, the most aware but maybe, just maybe, someone centuries ahead will look back at us and think, \u201cOh, those poor primitive souls with their smartphones and matcha<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Time travel, to me, is a reminder that life is a flicker, and that\u2019s what makes it so spectacular. Until someone finally invents a working time machine (come on, sciencey people, hurry up!), I\u2019ll keep living vicariously through documentaries and historical dramas, dreaming of corsets, crowns, and courtrooms filled with poetry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sometimes imagine where I\u2019d go if I could time-travel for a day. Would I sip tea with Mr. Darcy in 18th-century England? Watch Tansen perform under a moonlit sky in Akbar\u2019s court? Or stroll through 1920s Bombay jazz floating through the air, the city alive with stories? ohh there is so much i want to know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tell me if you could time travel for one day, which era would you go to? what would you like to see
Drop your answer below; I\u2019ll be over here, waiting for my DeLorean to arrive \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Love & Ice creams
Sneha Singhvi<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n

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I\u2019ve been fascinated with the\u00a0theory of time travel\u00a0since forever. and i have it so bad that if someone told me tomorrow that scientists cracked it, I\u2019d be the first one packing my metaphorical bags (probably forgetting the charger, as usual). Watching\u00a0documentaries about time travel\u00a0is my guilty pleasure, when i can’t find a good rom com, I unwind by watching physicists argue about wormholes and paradoxes. According to Einstein\u2019s theory of relativity, time slows down as you move faster, technically, astronauts on the ISS are already time-travelling a few milliseconds into the future, now how cool is that!Also a few physicists say time travel to the\u00a0future\u00a0is theoretically possible, it\u2019s the past that gets messy, thanks to paradoxes like meeting your own grandfather, well trust a human to mess things up :\/ I often talk about it (sometimes too much). Recently, during one of these excited monologues, my dear but annoying friend pointed out that I had just written an entire blog about how I\u2019m not into travelling and yet, here I am, yapping about travelling through time. I had to roll my eyes at her. (She just doesn’t get it)(If you\u2019re a regular reader, you already know, I roll my eyes at pretty much everything. And I also tend to give unnecessary information about myself, like I just did. Anyway, enough wandering…) back to the topic, So yes, I want to time travel. But not to see places, I want to see the history in its present. Imagine seeing Princess Diana in all her glory, waving to the crowd in that iconic black dress.Witnessing Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj as he built his empire with courage and wit that could outsmart armies twice his size. Maybe I\u2019d peek into Maharani Gayatri Devi\u2019s royal soir\u00e9es, the pearls, the poise, the power. Or perhaps I\u2019d stand quietly in a studio corner, watching Leonardo da Vinci paint the first strokes of the Mona Lisa, and check for myself if she actually smiled at him that way. And yes, I\u2019d absolutely sneak into ancient Egypt to finally see how those pyramids were built, were aliens really involved, or were humans just that good. And its not just us handful of crazy people who are fascinated by the idea of time travel, every era has tried to imagine time travel, from H.G. Wells\u2019 The Time Machine in 1895, to Back to the Future, Interstellar, and even Avengers: Endgame. Clearly, we\u2019ve been obsessed with fixing or reliving time since\u2026 forever.\u201d Personally, I\u2019m less of a \u2018save the universe\u2019 traveler and more of a \u2018sip tea in the past and eavesdrop on poets\u2019 traveler..hehe! Born in the Wrong Era Growing up, I was obsessed with stories of kings, queens, and India\u2019s golden eras. Sometimes I genuinely wished I was born back then, minus the inconvenient parts, of course. No Wi-Fi, no plumbing(essential), and the constant threat of dying from a mild fever? No, thank you. But the grandeur, the artistry, the sheer magic of those times? yes please.I\u2019d trade a few modern comforts just to witness that once. Imagine, the palaces that glittered under oil lamps, handwoven silks that took months to make, poets who could break your heart with a single verse. We\u2019ve traded that for instant noodles and autocorrect. People once traveled for months across oceans to see new lands. I scroll through reels for five minutes and get travel fatigue. And not just Indian history, have you watched Bridgerton, Pride and Prejudice or Downtown Abbey or anything from back then?The gowns, the candlelit balls, the subtle glances across the room, the carriages, the grace\u2026 it\u2019s all mesmerising. And my favourite part the language.No brain-rotting slang like \u201cdelulu\u201d or \u201crizz.\u201dJust beautiful, “complete” sentences filled with wit, charm, and poetry. Even a casual \u201cGood evening, Miss Bennet\u201d sounded like a love letter. Sometimes I truly believe we\u2019ve lost more than we\u2019re gaining in the name of modernity. (You can read my blog about how I don\u2019t think technology equals progress) the thing that gets me every single time is time travel isn\u2019t just about where we\u2019d go, but how tiny we are in the grand timeline of existence. Think about it: the Earth is around 4.5 billion years old, humans have existed for barely 300,000 of those, and yet we walk around like we invented the concept of time. Every generation believes it\u2019s the most evolved, the most aware but maybe, just maybe, someone centuries ahead will look back at us and think, \u201cOh, those poor primitive souls with their smartphones and matcha. Time travel, to me, is a reminder that life is a flicker, and that\u2019s what makes it so spectacular. Until someone finally invents a working time machine (come on, sciencey people, hurry up!), I\u2019ll keep living vicariously through documentaries and historical dramas, dreaming of corsets, crowns, and courtrooms filled with poetry. I sometimes imagine where I\u2019d go if I could time-travel for a day. Would I sip tea with Mr. Darcy in 18th-century England? Watch Tansen perform under a moonlit sky in Akbar\u2019s court? Or stroll through 1920s Bombay jazz floating through the air, the city alive with stories? ohh there is so much i want to know. Tell me if you could time travel for one day, which era would you go to? what would you like to seeDrop your answer below; I\u2019ll be over here, waiting for my DeLorean to arrive \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":374,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[69,68,70,67],"class_list":["post-373","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blog","tag-excitement","tag-history","tag-theories","tag-time-travel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/373","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=373"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/373\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":380,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/373\/revisions\/380"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/374"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=373"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=373"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snehasinghvi.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=373"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}