Resolve to not Resolve.

There is something about fresh starts - like the aroma of a freshly baked chocolate cake. Enticing. And on the eve of the New Year everybody wants a piece of the cake. So old moth eaten dear diaries get pulled out or spanking new ones get unwrapped and we get down to tackling the vices we want to get rid of. Bubbling with enthusiasm, the scribblers looks little like Bridget Jones on the loose. Most of our resolutions are about loosing weight, getting fit, not getting hammered every day, finding a man, keeping the man, not fret over bad hair days, try to be more feminine and not so much of a feminist, try an adventure sport like bungee jumping or white water rafting, support your not so commercial projects like a book, a blog, a painting. As nice as this all may sound – a new year doesn’t necessarily signal a change your life, it’s just the day the earth finishes one revolution – nothing earth shattering (pun unintended). Revolve doesn’t really mean you have to resolve. I really don’t understand the need to resolve to do things that might be good for you on the 1st of January every year. Honestly, I have never ever made resolutions. Every day is as special as the next. And every moment of every day has the power to change your life. It could be at 11.59 pm on the 31st of December or on 5th of July the year after that. Our expectations with the new years have risen so much that we have actually lost track of what exactly it is that we are celebrating. Isn’t every day that we live and breathe a reason to celebrate, isn’t the joy of being alive celebration enough. Change in lifestyle doesn’t come as a force of habit it comes from the force of mind, the power to believe in yourself. The day, date or time doesn’t really matter.
The fact of the matter is we don’t even really know how long it is that we have to live, so every moment is precious. So sing like no one listening, dance like no one’s watching, love like you’ve never been hurt before and live like you’ll die tomorrow.