Too many things happen in a day let alone a year. In 2012 too many
unexpected things happened. Things that made me look back and analyze. Situations
that made me weak and question myself. Experiences that made me stronger and
may be a lot less of a cry baby. I was losing myself yet discovering a new
person. A person I somehow did not know existed.
It all started on Jan 1st 2012 when I jumped off a cliff in
Oludeniz in Turkey. People call it paragliding and for the first five minutes
of the gliding I called it 'the-biggest-mistake-of-my-life'. I found out I
could flash my brilliant smile with my legs dangling in the air a few thousand
metres above sea level. I conquered my fear of heights.
Then came the shift to Perth. I packed our bags, my two and a half
years and his six years of existence in Singapore into cartons and
suitcases. I said good bye to a city I had come to love. I said farewell to the
pubs which made me drinks at happy hour rates even if I shimmered in past the
hour. With much sorrow I said bye to my friends. I taught myself to deal with
separation.
Perth, Sydney and friends. I realized how much certain
people know me. People who go way back to the days of pinafores and pig tails. Friends
without whom school life would've been a bland memory. Friends I met after a
decade. Friends with whom conversations simply don't end. I discovered that
school friendships are like wine. They mature over the years. Rich and fluid, warming
you up from deep inside.
Loss. A personal loss. Ammoomma. The woman who stood by my through
thick and thin, through illness and good health, through my failures and small
victories.I don't know if I would ever be able to love someone like she loved
me. Unconditionally. Sans conditions. Loved me for who I am and not for who I
became. She was in a lot of pain and when she was finally at peace I wanted to
console myself that death was a relief for her. With her life she taught me to
love, to care and to respect. With her death she taught me to cope with
bereavement.
As for reading, it was an awesome year. I devoured 107 books in
2012. Here's my reading list.
I concentrated on Christie's Poirot and completed all the novels
featuring him. I was heartbroken when he died of old age in "The
Curtain".That is the magic every author should aspire to concoct. Binding
the readers in the magic weave of your words. Spell binding them to your
characters, making them feel the pains and joys of the characters. Once again I
realized there is no smell better than the smell of paper and no joy greater
than losing yourself in the pages of a book.
We celebrated this new year in Srilanka along with our family. We
spend an excellent week in Kandy eating, shopping, sightseeing and chit
chatting. I picked up a few English books by Srilankan authors and they have
not disappointed me.
I hope this year would involve a lot of time with family and
friends, good books, good wines and a whole lot of love.
Wishing all readers a very Happy New Year! May all your dreams
come true and this year mine too!!
Same pinch on the maddening travel and the shifting - did a lot of that last year.
ReplyDeleteWish you a Happy 2013.
Pinch you right back(you did not say "no back pinch)...We celebrated our new year in Turkey right?Well,in two cities. Doesn't matter.
DeleteLet's hope this year will not see any maddening shifting..Happy new year dear!
Wish u very happy new year. Miss u sree. Waiting for the day when u publish ur own book. - Deepa, Singapore
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year Deeps..Missing all the gupshup and coffee breaks and Kartik's "Uncle have bread eh?"
DeleteYou learnt a lot this year, dear. Old friends are indeed like wine and fear is something that needs to be dared and won over. Your reading list is awesomest! Separation and loss are hard to get over but life goes on bringing new challenges in its wake. All the best for the coming year :)
ReplyDeleteThank You Chithi! Isn't it nice to know that you are becoming a different individual(in a good way) every passing year?
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