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Just like that, in a matter of months, weeks and days, another year has gone by. Left some wondering, some a little regretful, some sorrowful too perhaps, but in a way left everyone feeling a little optimistic about what lies ahead, for in all of our hearts, somewhere there is a certain hope, that what's coming is going to be better than what has passed.

For myself, a year has so quickly lapsed, gone with the wind perhaps, for which I have nothing but to be grateful about, for things happened which I wouldn't have imagined, life certainly has its own ways of surprising us. Of course everything is not always happy as some things take away parts of you, and leave you feeling lost, but just like every other moment, those moments too pass away.

For the coming year and times ahead, I have high hopes. Haven't really been a resolution person, but one thing remains constant, my hope and aim of becoming a better version of myself, not for others only, but for myself too.

Happy New Year to all you beautiful people out there, may the coming year be filled with happiness for you and your loved ones! 😊

The past is gone, as another year bites the dust,

Time passed away in a flash as it must,

In the midst of all the festive celebrations,

And previously happened collaborations,

I find myself engulfed in the people crowds,

With voices and sounds a bit too loud,

You wouldn't have really found me there,

In such a glad-hander way of welcoming the New Year,

But the smiles on the people's faces melted me away,

Then what could I but say,

With hopes in their hearts,

They watched the sky lit up with stars,

Keeping aside their fears,

They were ready to welcome the New Year.

In trying to fathom

With wonder struck eyes

The fathomless depths of

My thoughts and feelings

The aches, the pains

As well as the bouts of joy

That I'd kept bundled inside

For such a long time

This year was spent

In getting to know myself

In a way that gifted me

A surreal peace and warmth

this year, in three lines:

i didn’t cry when i needed to and i regret not recognizing when i became lost.

h.rae | universalmemoir

the weak fall prey to the strong.

2018, you preyed on me.

.

Emotional Growth,

Cried just a handful of times,

This year has tested more patience than will.

Each day posed a test

And the results showed I hadn't really done my best.

Failures came heavy upon the conscience

Have thought about it everyday, once, twice, thrice...

The bubble of faith having busted

It wasn't my own soul I trusted.

I had a foggy head

But an idea was quite clear.

Get up and get there.

Lamenting never did much good

And there on a hillock stood

The idea of my assurance,

Some belief and a hell lot of confidence.

So, i have been trekking since.

Some faith has come by

But there is a lot more to achieve.

The slopes are rugged

And the view not really of my taste.

But I am in a haste,

For a greater mountain stands in view

And I have taken a liking to its brighter hue.

There still is a bit of uncertainty around,

Having once lost the footfall even on the clear ground.

But falling down fazes me less often

For there have been quite a many stumbles in a row.

And however long or tiring this year has been,

It has certainly helped me grow.