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A bye bye 2008 post.

2008,

I assume you must be preparing to leave. I cannot but admire your stoical acceptance of the impending end. We humans never seem to be able to undermine our sense of permanence. I apologize  for my kind’s failure to give you a decent farewell. We tend to make a spectacle of the new and hold nothing but contempt for the old.

It is said among my kind that when the time to leave comes, the whole life flashes in front of our eyes. I trust you’ll excuse my small minded arrogance to assume that your association with me is worth a blip in your flash.

It seems as yesterday that you demurely welcomed me into your arms under the cloud of ecstasy and bottomless Indian made foreign spirits. As our acquaintance grew, so did my liking for you. I lent myself to positive reinvention even as there were times I wished you would outlive me.

Thank you for moving on when I was consumed by impotent fury. Thank you for tripping on life with me. Thank you for teaching me to fly with clipped wings. Thank you for the dreams made, the love found, the barriers breached,the places reached, the scars and the smiles. Thank you for leaving me a better man than you found.

I love you.

Discussion

9 comments for “A bye bye 2008 post.”

  1. you are such a good writer.

    Posted by . | December 26, 2008, 8:44 PM
  2. sffsgaghdg

    Posted by hmm | December 28, 2008, 2:13 PM
  3. poem or prose ?
    ps. my 2008 is leaving too i guess !

    Posted by Nishu | December 29, 2008, 1:24 PM
  4. wat if there were no 2008 at all?? :O

    Posted by Smylee | December 29, 2008, 1:39 PM
  5. U write very very very welll!! :O
    *shockedd*

    Posted by Yashu | January 4, 2009, 6:21 AM
  6. *smooches*

    Posted by :D | January 5, 2009, 5:47 AM
  7. ‘Thank you for teaching me to fly with clipped wings.’ Love this line, awesome stuff ;)

    Posted by Archana | March 11, 2009, 4:10 PM
  8. Thank you for moving on when I was consumed by impotent fury. Thank you for tripping on life with me. Thank you for teaching me to fly with clipped wings. Thank you for the dreams made, the love found, the barriers breached,the places reached, the scars and the smiles.

    Awesome! You inspire me to start scribbling again. Not that i can dream of replicating such quality.

    Posted by Keerthi | April 13, 2009, 9:56 AM
  9. For all of time’s benevolence towards man, there is an underlying irony. It never lets him move on, yet never lets him stay. But then, maybe it is that seductive ambivalence that makes us what we are – feeble slaves, and yet, the true masters of our own times.

    Posted by Dheeraj | April 17, 2009, 5:16 AM

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