Hellooo 2070 !

"Day after day nothing changes and when you look back everything's changed" ~ Unknown

As I'm trying to write about the things that happened in my life this year, all I can think of right now is this quote which I read many many months ago on the internet . It didn't make so much sense then but it sure does now. Funny how life can change so much in such a short time. Well, I don't think 365 days is a lot of time. Anyways,When I say that this is undoubtedly one of the truest things ever written, I know I speak for everyone else too, regardless of all the differences that we might have.

The year 2069 was filled with surprises for me. Small surprises, big surprises, happy surprises , funny surprises, sad surprises.. I had them all. Even after all these things, If I'm totally honest with myself, I'd say it was a great year . I had my share of sadness and tribulations too....but who doesn't, right ?

A year back, at this time exactly, I was a bundle of confusion. I didn't know where I'd end up to complete my high school, I didn't know if the marks I scored in my SLC would be good enough for myself to be happy, I didn't know how the hell I was going to spend my longest vacation after 13 years of School and most importantly I had no idea what kind of work I'll be doing to sustain my life . I still have no idea what field I'm going to pursue after my high school but atleast the things I can do is pretty restricted now... and I'm saving all the hassle of "aiming at the right direction" for later.. !

This year was also the year of new beginnings and first-timers for me. I joined a new college, made a whole new lot of friends, met so many amazing people, started my very own blog, went to new places, took part in a rally against social wrong-doings... dissected frogs and earthworms, wore a Sari for the first time in my life ....and many many more stuff which I can't remember right now. lol. And yet when I go through the things that happened in my life this year so far, all I can remember is the good times. Hah, I must have had a great year afterall .. ;)

It's a few days till the new year's day and I'm already excited about the coming year. A New year equals new possibilities for me. Yup, You could say I am enthusiastic about the silly new year celebrations too. And , to be honest, I see no reason to not be so because it's not everyday that I get to celebrate and be happy for the arrival of a day which is pretty much the same as the previous day and completely different too, on that matter. Best of both, I guess !

As I sum up my article, Let me let you in on a secret of mine... the lower you keep your expectations, the joyful you are ! Trust me, this is the most valuable thing I've realized till date ! ;)

And, An early new year's greetings to all you lovely people... :) Let this year be the happiest year of your lives so far and bring the best out in all of you... May it be the year of beginning of good things and the ending of the bitter ones.. Have a great year everyone ! :D

And to top off this post, I have a great news for all of us. This blog is VERY close to getting 3000 hits ! How awesome is that? :D Like I always say, a writer is incomplete without the readers so a BIG 'Thank you' to all of you for getting me this far. 3000 hits and many more to go....Cheers ! :D

Goodbye !
XOXO

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