A Beautiful New Year

Every new year brings hope...
The hope of starting all over again.
The hope of rectifying past mistakes
and the hope of not making new ones.

Our new year eves were always celebrated
with parents and siblings; watching TV;
counting 10..9..8 as the clock struck midnight,
hugging everyone while shouting Happy new year
and finally hanging a new year calender just
after midnight, something me and my sister
had made kind of a custom.

As we grew up, our new years continued
to be celebrated this way till we left our
home. I wonder if my children would
be ever satisfied with celebrating such a simple
new year, one that does not comprise of
new year parties, fireworks or socialising
with a so called "Elite" society.

The best thing of living a simple
life is the contentment experienced.
Living 2 years without a television
just because I wanted to buy it when
I bought my own house was quite an
experience. I never planned it, it
was something I just did and my
husband supported me.

Sometimes luxuries become
necessities, while the things that
are the real necessities of life
take a backseat. Having dinner
with the family, celebrating a festival
or birthday with them; even discussing
the happenings or news of the world with
your near and dear ones; Aren't these
experiences much more better
than just watching Television or attending parties?

My view might differ from yours
but its the application that gives bliss.
I guess that's what counts for me.
Happy New Year Everyone!