World War II lasted for 6 years. Had the present crowd of 30-minute Pizza Delivery been present then, they would have felt bamboozled, and with a sip from their Diet Coke, they would have bombarded X handle, Facebook, Insta, etc. with posts, memes, reels on Roosevelt, De Gaulle, Stalin, and the cigar-chewing bombastic Churchill. Asking them, and threatening them with dire consequences if the war and whatever is going on need to be finished off; NOW! Period.

One day, one cerebral cortex may have thought about this 30-minute delivery. Why? Because we need to sell more Pizzas. Why? Need to have more market share. Why? Need to have more Revenue. And you may go on asking never-ending WHYs to infinity! Someone told us keep on asking ‘Why’ till you reach the root.
What it did in this already decayed society, where compassion is becoming non-existent, created a psychology of “I WANT IT NOW”. Mind, this was even before the stupidphone (smartphone) came into the picture.
Whatever under the Sun, they started to sell- Impatience as a service. Voila! Now it is such a hype, eight to eighty think normal cooking is an insult. The order should be teleported.
By the way, I am still far off from the topic for which I thought to pen down my thoughts.

So have patience😊

Signal lights. The moment a driver (any driver from any strata of the society, no discrimination on it) sees a traffic light, automatically the estrogen and testosterone start to Tango and chemical locha with dopamine inside the brain. They stop (but in mind, racing) and look anxiously when the 30 seconds will tick to 0, (some may say, it's 3 mins in every light that I cross in my city. Great you don’t like it, change the city. Oops! That will not be possible. EMIs going on. I understand). Amidst them, a special species exists, the two-wheelers. They drive extremely left, and they find the thinnest of the thin lines to drive through. I have experienced such a journey many a time, and I am yet to fathom what I would have missed in my life that, when I reached my destination, had the driver waited as normal homo sapiens and followed the route and signal, I would have reached maybe 5/7 minutes after that rash driving drop-time. Ok, after ½ an hour, I would not have missed anything in my life.
But what I garnered in that journey is “now”- that is in the psyche of people. The adrenaline rush of flight. NOW.
I wonder, maybe one day the ‘ask ’ will be, cannot wait for around 9 months and 10 days, get it teleported!

Coming back to the overview, so what's the outcome?

All drivers are frustrated, depressed, angry, with a break-the-rule attitude, and whatnot. Now, residual from such feelings gets stored in the brain. Like both sides of the coin, it also has 2 sides. One is short-term and flip it, the other will be long-term.
Let’s look at the long term. The Pundits say it affects memory loss, and we become hypervigilant, in short, edgy! Bigtime. And much more. Why? (Due to the paucity of patience not elaborating on them as of now).
So in a nutshell, when all elders are in this zombie state of “Impatience”, how on earth can the school-going kids be guided, tutored, mentored on cultivating the near extinct characteristic called “Having patience”?

The solution.
I am leaving it open for individuals to think about it. Not because I know the answer, but I will only share it if you book an hour of consulting session paying X amount of INR. No such trapeze trick.
It’s just that I am also looking for it.
What I find humongously humorous is, when on Dias, or in Articles, or in a chit-chats, et al. grand expert homo sapiens articulate in Shashi Tharoor style English about Patience in children.
I call it - E R V S bouquet!
Empty Rhetoric Virtue Signalling.

Oops! Thought to keep it within 500 words, but Kya Kare!

धैर्यं सर्वस्य साधनम् ||
अधुना!