Today is 31 December, 2012 and I am sure everybody is reflective and introspective on this particular day, no matter how busy a person you are. Well, I have been deep thinking today as to how my year went. I didn’t live this year, I survived it (and not because of that 12.12.12 stuff). Yes, I survived it, I reiterate because I want to get that impact.
Somehow on the very first day of the year, I got mixed signs. So, on 1st December, 2012, my diary entry was, “ Didn’t spend New Year day with family, politely declined a lunch invitation, instead stayed with my roommate who was alone on her birthday. I got a cake for her as well.” The second diary entry on 27th March, 2012, read “The worst morning ever, my birthday morning. The very same girl who I choose to be on her birthday ditched me for other friends. But still my birthday went fine because I was saved by some very good people who made me feel like a princess. It may sound kiddish but it did hurt!
Secondly, there are some handful of people who gave me tough time, in a sense if I have to use three words for those people, the words would be, “Wretched, Cheap and mean.” But at the office of Asian Age (a daily broadsheet), I came across some of the best people and they taught me a lot. Probably if my writing skills have improved, I owe it to them. I respect them from the bottom of my heart.
I also came across people who motivated me and stayed with me during my gruesome days. I made new friends and my old man is the best. I had a fight with my good buddy but then over a cuppa coffee and chocolate eclairs everything melted. I have a friend who sees the life; same way as I do and believe me it is comforting. I met my old friends who always make me feel wonderful and I danced with a 77 year old man. Kind of Crazy! I got a new job. I opened my account on wordpress and met wonderful people.
So the year hasn’t been too bad but believe me I was given tough days and the only solution was to face those days and be patient. Towards the end I felt loved and cared for, not rejected and dejected. I learnt the harsher realities of life, the practical side of it. I still day dream but dreams are what takes you to the next level.
So, as I finish my blog I would still say that I survived this year, it was the toughest. It made me shed more tears than I could have imagined.