I woke up this morning with a curious mixture of anticipation and sadness. New Year’s Eve is a day for introspection. A day to leaf through the months past, to keep the good memories and throw away the bad ones. Learn from the past and apply it to the future.
This year for me will be the one in which my niece Vidhula was born, the one in which I got my Master’s degree, the birth and death of Thoughtful Thursdays, moving my blog to its own server, celebrating my niece Sruthi’s first birthday, starting my MBA, planting my kitchen garden, driving up to Lake George, trip to the west coast visiting friends and family, study sessions with my class mates, the feeling of stepping out of my comfort zone, being part of a historic election, the horror of the Mumbai terror, enjoying the spirit of the Christmas season. In the midst of all this, I am a whole year older, been married a year longer and still clueless about a whole lot of things.
Reading Usha’s post today, much of her thoughts resonated with me. The magic of New Year’s seems a little dimmer with each passing year. I no longer look forward to the countdown at mid night. I don’t wake up on New Year day thinking my life is somehow different than when I went to sleep. Yet, to me it is a time for reflection and introspection. Of where I am from and where I am headed. A day to take a break from the auto pilot mode and take in the surroundings physically and mentally and prepare myself for the road ahead.
Happy New Year to all of you!!! May the year ahead bring happiness and prosperity into your lives.