And it took 2008 to write something...so what is in store for me this year? Do I check my horoscopes or horrorscopes? Am I brave enough to brave my future? Do I simply coast along allowing my karma to lead my way? Just like deadwood floating on water….just like those random floating thoughts of a lazy mind…
Aha…what metaphors! And I thought I could write….
And am I supposed to make some resolutions? Resolutions? That reminds me of that funny cartoon, where the character says "I refuse to make predictions for the future". So are resolutions our predictions? Then I don’t have to look at horoscopes, do I now?
Whatever!!
Some one told me that writing down your goals make them solid enough. They are not floating anymore. They are weighed down by the weight of the paper and ink and the thought itself. So here goes.
So what would I predict for myself? Oh I know…I want to get back to writing poetry. I want to have a baby. I want to buy a car for pappa. I want to buy mum a pair of diamond earrings. I want to be more sexy….I want to contribute at least 5 lakhs towards the flat. I want to have two promotions in the next two years.…..and I want to loose weight….and that is the toughest of all.
And here I am writing it down...let me measure myself...let me see in the mirror.
