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As we approach the tail-end of the year, we hear the common ringing of words such as "goals" or "resolutions", and yet as we count-down to the final 12 hours (or so) of 2010, I have yet to seriously contemplate some. Maybe the word "reflection" is better suited for a person like me, for instead of setting myself unrealistic aims (that deep down I know I probably would not attain), would it not be better if one improves on the good and make amends on the bad? On the other hand, perhaps goals or resolutions brings about a sense of renewal or rebirth.
This year has been, in one word, eventful. Experimentation of untouched bases, growth of new relationships and the deterioration of broken ones. I have never believed that experiences can be condensed into words or re-established as a pictorial memory, but we try our best to retain them, in whatever ways possible, for they are dear. Life brings about unexpected lessons, we learn them as we mature and we nurse the injuries it inflicts on us, because the basis of it all is to strengthen us. Yes, we may be weak at times, but we become versed in knowing who to trust, rely and lean on, be it family or friends.
Therefore, I am unashamedly reluctant to drop most of my baggages of 2010 and I am willingly bringing them across that bridge to the new year. Call me a hoarder, I probably am. Because it is year 2010 that I have learnt to trust, show my weak side and become, actually, a little more humane than I was 2 years ago. I displayed my happiness and sadness, anger and apprehensions to my closest ones and thus opened my heart more than I ever had. Probably, this is the most vulnerable I have been in the longest time, but I have come to realize that it may not be that much of a bad thing after all.
2011, I am sure, would be another hectic year. So many things are installed for me and the people around me, it hurts to know that life drags people grudgingly apart from one another. Yet this is nothing but a physical seperation that is not hard to overcome. In our time and generation, there is nearly nothing we can't do. So I will hold on to that promise.
Best wishes for the coming new year. Cheers!
This year has been, in one word, eventful. Experimentation of untouched bases, growth of new relationships and the deterioration of broken ones. I have never believed that experiences can be condensed into words or re-established as a pictorial memory, but we try our best to retain them, in whatever ways possible, for they are dear. Life brings about unexpected lessons, we learn them as we mature and we nurse the injuries it inflicts on us, because the basis of it all is to strengthen us. Yes, we may be weak at times, but we become versed in knowing who to trust, rely and lean on, be it family or friends.
Therefore, I am unashamedly reluctant to drop most of my baggages of 2010 and I am willingly bringing them across that bridge to the new year. Call me a hoarder, I probably am. Because it is year 2010 that I have learnt to trust, show my weak side and become, actually, a little more humane than I was 2 years ago. I displayed my happiness and sadness, anger and apprehensions to my closest ones and thus opened my heart more than I ever had. Probably, this is the most vulnerable I have been in the longest time, but I have come to realize that it may not be that much of a bad thing after all.
2011, I am sure, would be another hectic year. So many things are installed for me and the people around me, it hurts to know that life drags people grudgingly apart from one another. Yet this is nothing but a physical seperation that is not hard to overcome. In our time and generation, there is nearly nothing we can't do. So I will hold on to that promise.
Best wishes for the coming new year. Cheers!