The unseen cost of our high-speed lives

Rediscovering our need for community and each other

“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.” — Mother Teresa.

These days, it seems we’re all caught in a relentless race, churning at inhuman rates. Our daily grind blurs into a hectic mix of emails, meetings, and endless to-do lists — triggered by blaring alarm clocks. For parents shuttling kids to sports and other activities, it feels like a perpetual jet lag. Our vocabulary is, also, telling: hustle, rat race, grind, gigging. Even those we call friends are reduced to digital snippets that we struggle to keep up with, often finding ourselves too drained to engage in real life — in social life. Today, life has become loud; it has turned into a constant hustle for nearly everyone I know, including those who, by all rights, should be enjoying their retirement. Yet, they continue to work past retirement age just to keep up with the soaring cost of living. This relentless pace leads us to question:

Should life really be this hard?

The grind — the hustle — the rat race — has become our societal norm, and in this rush, we’re losing more than just time — we’re drifting away from the very essence…