Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination

Saturday, 1 January 2011

another year comes by

it's new year. crackers bursting, and the clinks of sparkly glasses usher in the new year all around as i sit in my bedroom, with the intense desire to be left alone. I'm overwhelmed by the year that went by, cos in my life it has been my most significant and richest year. the year i recognized friendship, love, respect and most of all a renewed desire to live. from this time last year, i have grown immensely (though i continue my existence with a below normal height).

i no longer fear sleeping alone. i am stronger around people and am not carried away by the things they say. i have discovered that the one i love the most in this world is my mum,

i have learnt to stay focused in pursuit of my goal. it's the first time in my life that i have single-mindedly pursued a dream (however unromantic my dream of getting into iit is - - it will lead to greater, bigger, lovelier things I'm sure). it's also the first time that i have sacrificed things i love for a greater cause.

i have discovered the love a third person can offer. its so wondrous to know that even without the bounds of obligation, there can be so much care and love. i have experienced friendships that will last for life and have met people who'l stand by me, no matter what.

i have come to realise that other people have lives as intricate and delicately f****d up as mine and that those sorrows that linger on are nothing but withered flowers that have no place in my beautiful garden.

my dreams have been woven a million times as i rested, sometimes uneasily, every night and woke up in the morning glad to see the sun shining through.

this night as i usher in the new year with the beatles playing in my head, i raise my own imaginary sparkly glass and say , here's to the memories of this year... and to our dreams...May we never stop believing in them. And taking the actions that will make them a reality.

to new beginnings (clink)

wish you a happy new year.

1 comment:

wherever i fancy a path said...

coming fifteen days and any number of sleepless nigbts too late... may all that you have dreamed worked and hoped for come to u this year... may the seeds that you sowed bear you fruit. and may i come out of the year alive. heres to twenty eleven. Which does not sound as cool as twenty ten. Clink!

oops! My glass shattered... oh well...
oxox