It's time to embrace another new year with open arms. However, I have never been able to fathom the reason for being excited about January 1st. How come we are so happy to push out the year we welcomed only 365 days ago? Are we tired of it already? Or is it because we believe that things would be different in the next year, and that the next year will bring with it the joys we seek...a bigger home, a faster car, 'true' love, a fatter paycheck? How is it that we think when the needles of the clock huddle together at 12 am on December 31st, our fortune will undergo a major spin?
Alarmingly, this fad to ring out the old and ring in the new spilling over all facets of our lives. We are constantly trying to rediscover ourselves, losing our basic identity in the process of etching a new one. Why not start celebrating what we are, rather than who we want to be? Why not raise a toast to the moment we are living in and appreciate what we have with us here and now...rather than celebrate in anticipation of something which may or may not happen.
2 comments:
Dear Roxy,
I have been wondering over this over many years myself. People behave as though it is the last day of one's life. I tried so many times to convince so many people about it, but I was always the odd man out. There are few people who get together and have a prayer to thank god for the wonderful year gone by and whatever He gives this year will be better. Last year we had puja at your college temple (did you know that?) ground. Unfortunately due to some reason this programme is cancelled this year. I think I will see the tv and sleep as usual, the next best option.
You write so superbly,Im a fan !
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