A thing called HOPE!

As the night dawns to a new day...a new year, 

I was laying on my bed and thinking seriously

Why do everyone celebrates a new year…is it not like any other day?

Why do we want to look different, do something different, make resolutions, break some rules…etc…etc

Life is generally counted by number of the years spent…

He lived for a short span…long innings…he died early…lived 100 years

All related to quantity of life

But never generally we give life a qualitative approach…

Boring life …happy life…He lived remarkably …he lived miserably

Everything seems to fade away…when one dies

Quite naturally it comes….everyone becomes a good person once they are no more

I am not contradicting that….

In fact death is such a bigger thing in once life that rest all becomes minute

So...when a year passes and a new year…begins

There comes a thing called HOPE….ALONG IT

We forget momentarily at least for that first day…

What all we have done/ not done…

What we got/ not got

What we have changed/ not changed

We simply hope that….

The year will be different…in many aspects…in some aspects or at least in one aspect

I think that hope makes us wait for the whole year to look forward for that one day

The day on which Sun raises in the same direction…

Turning the night into day…in the same manner

Throughout the world

Yet with different warmth…

The warmth that is brought out by…

A thing called HOPE!

HAPPY NEW YEAR……