HERE COMES A BRAND NEW (AND HOPEFULLY GOOD) YEAR!









        Christmas is mercifully over and a few days from now, the 4 in 2014 will mutate into 5.  If you have an active social media life, you probably have encountered  this little Facebook year-ender thingy where they give you words to mouth: “It’s been a great year. Thanks for being part of it.”

        As much as  I want it posted on my account, ‘great ‘ hardly describes my 2014—bad, nay, awful will be more accurate. 2014 manhandled me. There were a few silver linings but most of my clouds were dark and gloomy and brought only rains. It’s as if the whole universe (and all the stars, planets, galaxies, aliens, astronauts in it) plotted and conspired to bring me down and plunge me into an abyss where not a single, even microscopic light dwell. It was as if I was there when Big Bang happened and it exploded in my face. Okay, well, it’s an exaggeration. I don’t think there was an explosion involved in Big Bang.

        My year’s really not that terrible but it’s still not good. Far from it. I don’t remember any other year where I got sick that often (flu, fever, coughs, severe cold, sinusitis; there was even a time when I thought I had dengue). And that only concerns my health, wait till I tell you about my work and my love life—er, I don’t have a love life. The last time I had sort of a love life was when  Hiroshima was about to be nuked.

       But like they say, every difficulty will teach you a lesson and I’ve learned a few and hopefully, they will help me manhandle 2015 instead of the other way around. Hah!

       Here’s hoping that the coming year will be a little kinder and better to those who had a not-so-good 2014.

       Let's keep our fingers crossed (and intact during the New Year's celebrations).

      And if the new year continues to be rough, well, we'll just roll with the punches and wait for it to stop.

      If you're resilient, life will get tired of being a bully.

      Happy New Year!

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