Just another eve...
Another year sees its end. Much like all others! End of a year of haves and have-nots, surprises and dejections, smiles and tears…another year of moving on. About to witness another dusk, with couple of new year bashes already planned, a sudden realization dawns in – do I really want to spend the year eve pubbing, bon-firing, or even faking plastic smiles? Which brought me those set of Questions that I ask myself often – when was the last time I did something I really wanted to do on New Year eve? Not anytime I remember. While a close friend of mine was persuading me to come down to Kolkata for a house party, reminding me of a promise I made a year back, I had hard time thinking of the excuses. Given he is he, someone who knows me well enough to buy excuses, he ended up saying: why don’t you say you don’t want to come because you don’t care! Which made me realize, do I really? I do care for him enough, but is that enough to make me die to spend the eve partying with