This year I have observed the rituals of moving on to the new year and done some introspection at the end of it. In some places, they call it a year ending ritual of moving inward and thinking about what all plans you might have for your next year. These plans could deal with materialistic aims or spiritual goals. For me, I have always wanted to write a book and what I scribble down I want to edit and create a book that can be read by a general reader with curiosity.
I haven't written like this in a long time with
only a few lines a day. This year, I got myself a diary with a
green cover that says Save Our Trees, Save Our Earth. I am thinking of
switching to the virtual format though as this business of writing down
thoughts has become too tedious.
As I told you, this last year has been one of
good fortune for various reasons. One doubts every year whether one has learnt
enough. This life has been full of ups and downs, at times with nothing to
bring in happiness. Despite troubles, one has survived though not overcome the
obstacles that life threw in its paths. And regarding the blank pages, they can
inspire a dull spirit by bringing back life. I felt something come alive within
me as I stared at the fresh-scented blank pages and the urge to fill them took
over every other feeling that I was having and I took my pen and started
writing.
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