Celebrate endings - for they precede new beginnings - Jonathan Lockwood HuieCheers to the new year and another chance to get it right - Oprah Winfrey
Don't live the same year each time and call it a life - Robin Sharma
Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one - Brad Paisley.
I have chosen the word FURIOUS.
Because that is the pace and velocity with which we have lived this past year.
Devouring anything and everything in our path - food, travel, clothes, art, recreation, vacation, celebration, work - everything had a quality of happening at a FURIOUS pace. It was as if we were not going to see, experience or live through the next moment. It was a voracious whirl.
And December brought it all to a pinnacle. Like the heart of a tornado, where the centre is quiet but deadly. Like the promise of yet another twisted version of the virus. But this time, we are ready. Or not. Two years of isolation brought the Christmas month to a fever pitch of performances, festivals, celebration and bonhomie across the world. Just seeing the crowds at the auditoriums, faces familiar and new and everyone with a mixture of relief and joy in their eyes was enough to reassure me that even GRATITUDE must be cultivated with FURIOUS determination.
Having been in the thick of so many (too many) events in December, I missed so much of what was happening around me. Chennai maybe the epicentre of a mammoth music and dance festival but many other cities were also celebrating with equal aplomb.
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