I sit on a black cushioned chair at the loneliest moment of the night, when Im the only one awake at home. My pale finger nails fumble on the white letter keys creating words on a blank screen. The night has collapsed into strange privacy, the buzzing note of the fan above me is suddenly overwhelming, like a voice.
I didn't know I'd feel so alone on the last day of the year, right here between the silence of a sleeping house and the sounds outside the window. Re-visiting this space after a "blog vacation" somehow makes the loneliness special. It seems like the best thing to do as the last chore of the year.
I've spent the last two and a half months doing nothing more than planning a vacation to India and then holidaying with some of my favorite people back home. Not a whole lot of updates on the writing progressometer, so tonight urges for a resolution.
I wish I could write that "I resolve to blog everyday." This is not what I am. Really, I'm much lazier, Im a resolution breaker. But I'm sure sharing this with all of you, my friends will help me stick to a routine.
So here is my idea for this year.
I wish to begin and end each day with the one thing I love to do the most - write.
Outside my window, I hear fire-crackers bursting. Then, the sounds of people shouting,welcoming the new year. Then, the sound of a passing ambulance. Two-wheelers and rickshaws honking. The sounds of people celebrating. Here's wishing you a great year ahead!
Do you have a resolution you want to share?