2011 | For whom the Bell tolls.

Another year ends

A new one begins

Life, it seems

Continues to play its own music

…and we

Continue to dance to its tunes.

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The year 2010 draws to a close.

Like every other year, this year too leaves us with memories which, like the footprints on the sand, wait to be washed away by the waves of time.

Like every other year, technology took quicker steps towards the future, governments made more and better allies to safeguard their nations, new policies were made and newer ways to walk past it were found. Perspectives towards people and social norms changed, new heroes were born and older ones buried. We lost good people, and hoped better ones were born.

We all made promises.

Some we followed, others bit the dust.

And like always

We prayed for a better tomorrow.

Was this year any different from the rest of the years that went past us?

And would the coming year be any different from the one we wave goodbye to.

The answer, I guess, should not be looked for in these words written by a nobody or in someone else’s preaching. The answer lies within.

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We make our own days

We create our own nights.

We live by ourselves.

We fight our own fights.

So, let the future be ruled by own.

Let the past begotten be gone.

For we all know

For whom the Bell tolls.

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Let the new year be the year of change.

Welcome 2011.

We are waiting.