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2014

Few hours ago, I was cussing the hell out of 2013 with my friends, complaining about how it was one of the worst years in my life. Until I grabbed a notebook and jotted down the most remarkable events that took place during it. The good and bad are balanced, the sad and happy are almost racing to the top and I am just sighing because literally speaking, it wasn’t a really bad year as I like to think about it. The thing is, we tend to let sadness float with us wherever we go and that’s why it feels bad for a longer time, unlike happiness which evaporates faster than we feel. I got to say that I have made too many stupid mistakes in 2013 and needles to say, I learnt. So here’s to the year that I like to blame because I won’t blame my insecurities for ever. Here’s to the awesome people I met this year, the forgiving ones I reunited with and to the angry ones who left. Here’s to the differences that made me accept another, to the sad times that made me appreciate smiles and to the hardships that built up my strength. Here’s to everything I have done and to the nothings that I haven’t because putting them all together ramps up the person I have become and I am not ashamed of it.

Saving this for last: Here’s to “Meh” for being the word of the year and for backing me when words failed me every time I had to explain myself or express how I feel.

Happy New Year!

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