The year that stands tall

As the curtain goes down for 2011, a friend asks what all did you do in the past 1 year. I tell her things I tried to do. I don’t recount the nitty-gritties, but I do tell that I was not successful with even one of them. I did them with complete confidence and good hard-work. I see no results, I see no benefits, neither do I see them as any sort of blessings-in disguise. I toiled and nothing came out of it, so far; I loved and lost (many times); I made decisions and they were wronged; I longed and was shown the door; I waited and was handed no fruit; so far. I am more alone at the end of this year.
And I am left with wisdom on my lips (do I have a choice) and belief in my heart, still.

So this year, Dear God, please don’t play big Daddy by not giving me my wishes and instead keeping better things in store.

I enjoy the fine unpredictability of life and the subtler lessons learnt by them. But please grant me some amount of clockwork. Please grant me some permanence. Give me lesser wisdom and more of success. Bring lesser heartbreaks.

Allow me the lesser things I ask for. I am tiring from the wait.

As for 2011. Give or take a few times, I’ve loved you. You’re a part of me and I carry you along. With no repulsion but only affection. I don’t carry loneliness bur a heart full of hope.

RIP 2011.

Lets make way for the new.

A song to go with this: LISTEN

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