An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves.

The sheer optimism and dint of the will power of humans need to be commended and serenaded. In spite of facing so many adversities in the whole of 2011, the utter tenacity and optimism of mankind was visible last night.

Ring out the old and ring in the new could be seen to be believed. Everything was forgotten…the earthquake and tsunami in March swept away more than 15000 lives. The tremors were felt far and wide.
Osama was declared killed on May 1st by president Obama-An end to an era of mass destruction. Somalia declared a famine in July and thousands of hungry people lost their lives.
Cambodia had flash floods in Oct and Muammar Gaddafi is killed in Sirte.Added to all these events we in India have faces the fall of the rupee and the rise in the FDI.
Various scams galore tumbled out like skeletons from the closet to haunt the culprits and the layman alike. This gave an iconic rise to Anna Hazare and a mass public outcry from the people on the street and the social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter. The Lokpal bill has not been passed in the Loksabha in spite of Anna’s aborted hunger strike in Mumbai which got a real lukewarm response.
Cyclone Thane too did not dampen the New Year jamboree and people were all out on the streets celebrating the new year, celebrating life.
I just took a drive around yesterday evening and it was as if the whole city was out on the streets. There were the high society parties in the star hotels and clubs as there were as many private parties with wine and food …..these comprise a minuscule few but the lakhs of people who ring in the new year at home with their families. Apartments had decorated their parking are and arranged for food and drink and some fun games.
The strict boarding schools allowed students to let their hair down and dance and sing to glory. Foot tapping music could be heard resounding through the streets from loud speakers.
There were cakes being sold at every 100 ft on the road and were doing brisk business too. Modern foods was overflowing with cakes. Soft icing, hard icing, creamy icing, cakes decorated with chocolate sticks, crunchy biscuits, rosettes and fruits…the regular eatery was removed to make way for the exclusive sale of cakes which were actually selling like hot cakes. Prudes would say New Year and cake and partying is a western concept but the way I look at it is different.
I saw really very animated, excited faces yesterday all agog with anticipation and waiting for the countdown to begin. Ready to give a rousing welcome to the New year .I saw Daughters with dads choosing cakes, grandsons with grandparents choosing balloons, flowers and festoons to decorate the home . In today’s age where do you see families spending quality fun time with each other away from the idiot box or away from the internet?
If New year’s is one occasion that brings young and old together and gives families a chance to connect then so be it. I spent mine at the Gurudwara for a change. It was Shri Guru Gobind Singhji’s birthday so a double celebration it was.
I missed being with my family but it was a different mood set by little kiddos.Barbie dolls in salwar kameezez handling their dupattas with aplomb while the handsome boys in sherwanis and pagdi’s looked like handsome princes. They recited poems on the Guru and with their baby lisps they rolled out the difficult words so very cutely.
At the end of the day it’s all about perception. The door to happiness opens towards the outside so don’t open it inwards. Every year is not good but there is good in every year. The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it
“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours”


May all our dreams come true 🙂

One Comment Add yours

  1. Indrajit Sen says:

    Nice one. I guess it is finally the human spirit, that takes us from one year to another, one event to another, one disaster to another, one job to another, – always hoping the next one is a better one.


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