An Emotional Outburst on New Year
I don’t want to make a long list of promises I can’t keep. I don’t have any resolutions to welcome New Year. I don’t want to start fresh; I want to continue what I have been doing. This 2015 will be year of honesty and dedication. I can’t say year will be a great but I assure you that I won’t stop moving on. It will be lie to say that I won’t complain because at one point or other I will be whining over a simple thing. You may hear an occasional sobs at mid night but will try to fill more with laughter. Don’t define me based on my weakness but the strength I will show to endure and overcome that weakness. It’s an honesty speaking not a pessimist. I would rather be practical than philosophical.
No promises but I shall continue reading and writing. I find solace in reading and I somehow feel connected to the world when I read. Sometimes the very book I am reading speaks the undefined things that have been running wild in my mind in a most discrete way. Its showcase the beautiful feelings I am feeling in the most beautiful way. Reading books bestow you with undulating stories wrapped in a rich vocabulary with an ease of a systematic grammar. I ride along with the stories. Sometimes, some books give you a feeling of liberation you have been desperately searching for. Sometimes, I can’t help questioning how author knows me so well when I read some books. Reading is a best friend a man can have.
I confide today that I could never say half the words I write on diary. It’s easy for me to write my feelings on a piece of paper than telling a person who could never understand without judging. No promises, I will read and write. Good luck 2015.
Life is not an easy but worth living.
Happy New Year to All :D