At the end is when this post begins.
Yet another set of 365 days has slipped through the crevices of time.
And when I look back, the year holds much significance to me.
But, ironically, every significant year seems so....insignificant the next.
But, that's something for another day.
The things that took place in my life this year was so radical that you could almost call it filmish.
But, amongst everything, there was always a sliver of hope. A small ray of light keeping me from going blind.
It was in this year that I truly re-realized the meaning of "You understand the value of something when you lose it.".
And I lost love. Love that was around me all the time. Love that was warm and caring. And India took exactly that from me.
But, when all was low, when some of the people I knew just weren't there for me anymore, I held on to hope that I would be better off in the future.
And my hopes were held up and I re-discovered people and got to know new ones. And only then did I realize that moving on from something comes with a price tag.
My price tag for losing people were finding new ones. And its a price that I paid, even though that makes me seem like a douche.
And just like that, the pizza slices and KFC Zingers got replaced by Kebabs and Grilled chicken, Taxis replaced by Auto rickshaws and people replaced by a few good retards ( I don't mean this last part in a negative manner ).
And thus, I realized that hope lies everywhere and it just takes time for it to live up to you. Later, if not sooner. And, that God always has something in mind for you and that whatever you're going through has a reason behind it; good or bad.
I'm here sitting on my bed wearing pyjamas, listening to Coldplay and in a furiously amazing manner, writing this post on my phone, whilst my friends are out there celebrating the advent of a new year.
That said, it will be the rebirth of another annual cycle from the ashes of the previous one.
Its amazing how I haven't incorporated any puns in this post making it not very punny.
Nevertheless, there is always a next month and that is where I leave.
Knock yourself out on this splendid Eve. Make out with your love. Be truthful to your crushes. Make amends with your enemies. Reforge your friendships. Be born anew, like a phoenix.
And with that bombshell (I know its not one. Shush.), goodbye.
Raheel Haque. 22:43 IST. 31/12/13
Yet another set of 365 days has slipped through the crevices of time.
And when I look back, the year holds much significance to me.
But, ironically, every significant year seems so....insignificant the next.
But, that's something for another day.
The things that took place in my life this year was so radical that you could almost call it filmish.
But, amongst everything, there was always a sliver of hope. A small ray of light keeping me from going blind.
It was in this year that I truly re-realized the meaning of "You understand the value of something when you lose it.".
And I lost love. Love that was around me all the time. Love that was warm and caring. And India took exactly that from me.
But, when all was low, when some of the people I knew just weren't there for me anymore, I held on to hope that I would be better off in the future.
And my hopes were held up and I re-discovered people and got to know new ones. And only then did I realize that moving on from something comes with a price tag.
My price tag for losing people were finding new ones. And its a price that I paid, even though that makes me seem like a douche.
And just like that, the pizza slices and KFC Zingers got replaced by Kebabs and Grilled chicken, Taxis replaced by Auto rickshaws and people replaced by a few good retards ( I don't mean this last part in a negative manner ).
And thus, I realized that hope lies everywhere and it just takes time for it to live up to you. Later, if not sooner. And, that God always has something in mind for you and that whatever you're going through has a reason behind it; good or bad.
I'm here sitting on my bed wearing pyjamas, listening to Coldplay and in a furiously amazing manner, writing this post on my phone, whilst my friends are out there celebrating the advent of a new year.
That said, it will be the rebirth of another annual cycle from the ashes of the previous one.
Its amazing how I haven't incorporated any puns in this post making it not very punny.
Nevertheless, there is always a next month and that is where I leave.
Knock yourself out on this splendid Eve. Make out with your love. Be truthful to your crushes. Make amends with your enemies. Reforge your friendships. Be born anew, like a phoenix.
And with that bombshell (I know its not one. Shush.), goodbye.
Raheel Haque. 22:43 IST. 31/12/13
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