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So this New Year what do you have? A list of Resolutions or a dreamy Wish-list!

“I will start getting up early!”
“I will be a gym regular for sure; I need to lose those extra pounds man!”
“I won’t lose my temper no matter what!”
“No smoking from tomorrow!”
Oops! Does that sound like last year, or no a year before that, or wait maybe it was in 2009! So many of us or in fact most of us are stuck with the same resolutions with every passing year. I think I would better say we have the same wish-list every year than perhaps a New Year resolution!

It’s our accumulated desires which get a voice through the word resolution and we hope to follow them at least some time or some year. The word resolution is just to give a “light kick” to our desires, so much so that we follow it for a day at least. Like I remember the new year’s morning for the year 2013 which was the only day that year when I woke up at five, went for a walk and smiled and wished good morning to every person whom I passed by that day! From the next day and onwards I was the same lazy and grumpy girl!


So well this year I have an idea! Instead of crowding my diary with a huge list of resolutions I will rather have just one resolution, which would be, to take every day as a new day and a new chapter and live each day like I actually dream of living; instead of waiting for yet another year with just one ‘New Year’s Day’ to follow my wish-list! And well, since we have two more days in hand before I can follow this, I am my grumpy best until tomorrow, so expect a Hello! Full of smiles Only from Monday ;) 
Best wishes for a great year to anyone reading this! Happy 2018! 
p.s: I have put a picture from last year when I had a wall full of resolutions! Now please don't ask me how many of those did I follow;)

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