A quiet and lazy Sunday afternoon as November is about to end. I am sitting at my laptop, watching a movie. A thought crept into my mind, and it is one of those things that made write after a while.
11 months of another year gone by. It will have been so different for all of us, in so many unimaginable ways. We will have had moments to look back fondly upon, and days and months to forget as they might be unbearably painful or just not worth remembering. As the year winds down, soon all of us will begin planning for what to do on this new years eve, and rightly so.
My last new years was mind blowing, and rightfully so. After the craziness of 3 marriages (one of them my own), in the midst of the final days of prep for another one, and tired as hell of driving all the way from Goa, we managed to spend 31st among close friends, relaxing and drinking (non-alcoholic beverages on my part). It was another 12 months gone, a year of monumental changes and incredible happiness and a promise that the next 12 months would be as exciting as the pevious.
The year gone by has given me the most vivid and palpable feeling of growing up. So many changes have happened, so many paths have differed, so many new people met, some people lost, in spirit or otherwise (may their souls rest in peace). There has always been that niggling sense of a fork in the road up ahead, pivotal for sure, but not there yet. I don’t know if you have experienced it, but it is a theme.
We are a generation full of extremes (I am probably the worst in that aspect as I seldom see grays). We either live lives in our own tunnels and miss the scenery, or are too busy with looking at the scenery, that everything is out of focus. The rat race makes us that way sometimes and very few people have the sense or make the time to listen and not just hear, see and not just glance.
This new years, lets patch the rifts, celebrate the successes, hope for more happiness and apologize for all mistakes. Lets make this and every succeeding year end meaningful. So don’t get pulled into plans just for the sake of nostalgia and end up with awkward conversations. Call up that long lost friend and strike up a meaningful conversation for a minute. Instead of a bulk sms, write a letter to a friend who is far away, and just give him a glimpse of the life you are living. Let’s be thankful for all we have, let’s make dreams come true, let’s discuss ideas instead of people, let’s just reflect.
I am sure to have done wrong by some people, and I sincerely apologise to them. Maybe I will get some people back, or post this, lose some one for ever. This post is my way of reaching out. I do not want to sound preachy, but I thought it was a sentiment worth sharing.
Just Reach Out.