Looking back at New Years long gone and seeing a trend following. Namely, either I’ve gone to sleep before the ‘t’ time or wished the folks and then hit the sack.
For that matter, birthdays are a different issue ‘coz that’s your day and what with reminders on every social networking site, someone or the other does make the effort. Wonder if the formality was done away with, would solitude be all I would be left with. The kind of solitude which I experience when everyone is busy in his or her celebrations and every forwarded sms just irks you a little more.
Not to say that the solitude isn’t comforting. There’s something about it that comforts the self, boosts the ego and strengthens the existential quest. Practising transcendence, I smile, make jokes to myself and laugh silently. It is something that I rather take pride in, the manner in which I have cut myself off and have learnt to love myself.
At times, doubt does creep in and these are those little twitches which try to depress me but my faith in myself, my goodness, my sincerity (my vanity?) shakes them off and here I am.
So Happy New Year dear reader (20 times out of 29, it was me!) and here’s to a brighter odyssey!
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Solitude! The very mention of it evokes a picture of a blissfull calm that is all pervasive yet very serene.
Soltitude. It carries different meaning for different people. For some it might mean retreating into a shell while for others it would mean conquering the enemy within and going beyond the back of beyond.
Solitude is not an isolated, painful phenomenon. That is a fallacy that many people carry in their head. Ask an Aviator how it feels to do a long cross country flight in the lovely solitude of his cockpit. Or, ask a Mountaineer and he’ll tell you that nothing beats the feeling of climbing up an ice covered mountain and enjoying the lovely solitude of the serene moutain range spreading as far as the eyes can see.