Last three-day-long weekend of the year has begun and I am not making any special efforts to make the better out of it. Even if it is Christmas for rest of the world, I have not been brought up to cheer around Christmas holidays. For me they hold as much significance to me as any other festive holiday. This one fell on a weekend, providing me additional luxury of living three successive days without office. Lest the reader concludes that I am sick of Office, let me make it clear that it is a good time to relax our spinal cords.
Guys at office had dropped in an offer for extra work on these days. Participation being on voluntary basis, I preferred staying back. However it was worth a couple of K Indian bucks. Missing them now :)
To me, all the weekends are the same and mostly consist of the same chores and errands focused around making the next week an easy effort. What a beautiful way to say that I have to do laundry, go grocery-ing and oversleep to achieve the alertness and watch pirated movies downloaded over the week. Yes sue me for that. :)
So I spent it just the way I said. Additionally, as I mentioned a few days ago that I am into reading, this time Chetan Bhagat's "Five point someone" was my weekend date. Once begun, it was hard to stop. So I was all through it in two sittings flat. The first one cannot be precisely called a "sitting" as I was reading it in my bed till quarter to 2 am! The crazy things that happen when three engineers are not thinking straight kept me going on. Quite entertaining.
That apart. These few days before the calender year's unit's place's digit moves to its successor is a good time to retrospect on how we did spend the previous 365 and also contemplate the next 365 yet to come.
That I am doing right now. Looking back, its all seems to be fine. Rather a successful year I would say. Had mostly positive news all the way till this last week. Coming up wiser and abler year after year is what I would term as a successful living and this one has not only allowed me to groom on one but many aspects of myself. Thanks (God).
Moving forward, I would not say that I have a plan for the next year. Past few ones have taught me that the word "plan" is a fiction. So I have a master-plan now :)
No kidding. That means I don't know exactly where I am to put the next foot. That, I decide based on the fact where the puddle is as I move along the way. But I have a fair outline of my destination where I should be heading. And mind you, this destination is not a state of mind that I can attain after making true a wish list that needs a bloated Debit Card to realize. This master-plan holds much more than that. Many an abstract achievements for which I have to look forward to some other powers than my own efforts. I hope you get the point.
Tomorrow, the regular Sunday as I mentioned :)
That must have been an ideal kind of weekend! I envy you.
ReplyDeleteA holiday is a holiday...I agree so no special effort for Christmas.
A nice recollection of the past year and what a wonderful way to move forward with a 'master plan'. Yes plans are indeed fictional in nature, we never get to act according to them. I especially liked your approach when you said deciding "based on the fact where the puddle is as I move along the way." That's the real positive spirit of moving forward with belief in oneself.
The touch of humour has been brilliantly added to enhance the beauty of your post. Thoroughly enjoyed reading that with a smile :)