Lo and behold! Here comes the end of another year. And the beginning of a new year. The passing of a winter and the dawn of a new sun.
Here comes the time for resolutions.
This year, I want my resolutions to be a little different. I don’t want them to add to my growing list of unfulfilled undertakings.
This time I want to make vows that I can actually keep.
Not that I break promises. I give massive importance to promises and try my best to not forsake them. You see, it’s the New Year resolutions that I have trouble with. I have never acted with enough maturity in that department thanks to my extravagance.
Let me give you a walk-through of some of the few substandard decisions my wretched brainbox made while welcoming 2017.
- Read 200 novels
I love to read, okay? But that doesn’t mean reading is the only thing I do. Sadly, my brain missed this vital info and vowed to devour 200 novels (Novels. Not even books. Books would have been easier because anything over ten pages can be considered a book and I would have accomplished the goal by reading my five-year-old cousin’s picture books. But I had to set myself a steady, clearly unrealistic target, right? Ugh). My whole life’s reading constitutes less than 200 books.
Have I considered setting a sensible goal like read for at least two hours every day? Pfft, not my style.
- Abstain from chocolates and ice-creams.
And I was on the phone the very next second to order a chocolate ice-cream cake for New Year. Not the one to compromise.
- Exercise every single day.
When clearly, I’m a zombie on weekends rolling on the bed like a slug, while rest of the days I actively avoid doing anything that requires me to walk more than double-digit steps.
An ideal objective would have been exercise for four to five days per week. Ideal what?
- Make fruits and vegetables part of your diet.
I must say, this was easy because it didn’t say “raw”. Sure, I have a banana milkshake with two spoons of sugar and a dollop of cream whenever I get a chance. And obviously, the pizzas I consume are scattered with veggies. So mission accomplished.
Maybe, I should be more specific this year.
- Save money.
It should’ve been, “No unnecessary shopping this year despite all the tempting discounts.”
“Save money” is too vague. Of course, I could save money by fanning myself with a newspaper instead of switching on the air conditioner. I can get a zero watt bulb as a substitute to the fluorescent tube.
Now, where’s that store which advertised a 30% discount on all clothing products?
These are just a few resolutions (among many) I’ve made and failed in 2017. I hope my brain has matured enough to realize that I need to either start the next year with zero expectations or make decisions rationally.
I would like to share some of my “pragmatic” thoughts I’ve reserved for the 31st of December, with my readers.
The coming year, let’s vow to lead a healthy lifestyle by eating nutritiously and following a set exercise routine.
Let’s make time to build our knowledge by reading the newspaper every day.
Let’s strive harder to achieve our personal and professional goals.
Let’s be kinder to the society and ourselves.
Let’s suppress the pessimist in us and give way to positivity.
Let’s not give up no matter how many years pass by without the desired outcome. Your time will come. If not now, then tomorrow. You never know.
Although each year brings with it the dread of the fleeting time, reminder of the ticking clock, signs of aging bodies and, distress of the lapsed moments; it also gives us the promise of hope, fresh opportunities, new people, stronger aspirations and, second chances.
I hope every one of you will only get to see the best of the coming year.
HAPPY NEW YEAR Y’ALL.