A beginning of a new decade, a beginning of the new year, a beginning of new hope. I don’t know what to expect from this year, but it’s really been a roller coaster ride with ups and downs.
Every new year, we think we will do something different this year. When the countdown starts, when the clock strikes 12 am, there’s a spirit of optimism, a ray of light that some good is coming your way. Heartbeat rising, the whole world stays united for that moment. The DJ playing the loudest music, adrenaline gushing as if something was going to happen in a few moments, hugs and kisses and smiles exchanged, hands shook and there you are ready to live again. And for some, it’s a moment of silence to reminisce about what all has happened, a state of numbness, closing eyes, praying to God for giving me another chance to live.
Years come and go, we dream, we grow.
We laugh in the light, we weep in the night.
We love the world until it stings.
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
It is okay to trust the story which is still being written even without knowing how it will end.