Another new year... Welcome 2017

2016 seemed to have breezed through at an exceptional speed. It was a very eventful year, but many things remained the same. Another year has gone by, a reminder of the fact that I am growing older too.

I have many responsibilities and I realize my need to be patient more than ever.

I do not have any special New Year's resolutions, though I do have some thoughts about how I can improve my life. I want to write more. I want to be more active and eat responsibly. I want to be fit.

I want to learn new skills. How I will do it is a work in progress. Writing this is a good start, right?

It is just that writing is my passion and eases my mind like nothing else can ever do.

Am I a decent writer?

Not even close.

Will that stop me?

No.

Writing is a skill that ages better with writing more and not by giving up.

I am planning on writing a short story, and some gibberish every week to keep the momentum going.

My son has so many experiences that I want to document some of those experiences.

A new year is a hope that this year will be better.

A hope that you can change something in your life.

A hope that we will be able to keep up our promises.

A hope that we can look forward to some change.

A hope that we will grow older, while looking and feeling younger.

A hope that we can be a better person.

Hope is what keeps us going. So here's hoping you have a wonderful New Year 2017!

I am off to read "Operation Superstar" by my friend Yamini. Here's the link in case you are interested.

https://www.juggernaut.in/books/fe31e68bf0594d73ab2294381d82f78d

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