Just another year?
It's the New Year's eve. Everyone's happy and celebrating. "You should celebrate. Party and get drunk", someone told me. Party and get drunk? Really?
I can't blame people to think that way. They just believe I am one of them. Well, I am not saying that I am from Krypton. But I really don't see the point in celebrating, or for that matter of fact, in the institution of commemorating the New year. Is there a need for it?
Well, keeping that aside, the thing that bugs me more is the way that the world celebrates. Is getting drunk and sloshed really the way to begin what is going to such a long period of time? Isn't it meant to be thankful to the almighty that the kept you safe for seeing a new year? Showing gratitude to the people you love and wishing well being for everyone?
Why is it that pleasuring our own senses trumps over everytime? Why can't we be more selfless and do things for others?
We never think of what we got during the past year. What we did. What we could have done. Where we made mistakes. Whom are we thankful to. All we care about is getting high on December 31st, as if it were a rule.
Maybe, what I think makes no sense to anyone. Most people around me say I'm boring. And that I was born at a very wrong time in history. But isn't this what everyone would feel, only if they thought it through? Only if they were more sensitive? Only if they were as boring as me?
