One More Revolution Lots of fanfare, umpteen parties, a fraud, a few arrests... and the New Year began.
For me, it was much the same. Life goes on, and today seems very much like yesterday. I resolved to do a few things, and by sheer coincidence the long-procrastinated decisions collided with the advent of 2003.
Realisation dawned, and with it, my perception of myself.
A mistake, a misunderstanding, a bout of impatience, a white lie, a piece of advice, and much more- all within the first week of 2003.
A feeling of helplessness and loneliness sometimes descends on me. Or rather, ascends, from the trenches of the sub-conscious mind to the top of the alert mind.
A minor insignificant incident has made me question my beliefs which I claim to have, and would like to have. Why or how I could go back from the promises I made to myself, I fail to comprehend. There is no good enough excuse. This probably is the nadir of my behaviour. I probably can't rectify the mistake I made due to the superficiality of my so-called beliefs, but I can decide whether I want to believe in what I claim to believe.
I've decided- no more pseudo beliefs. I will believe in those beliefs because they are worth believing in.