And quietly doesn't flow the Veena....

With every new year, a realisation sets in that another year has gone by. I'm older and none the wiser? I hope that's not true.

I tried hard, real hard to resist, to fight the feeling, the urge, the compulsion to assess, review, examine, scrutinise, to understand the choices I made, the mistakes, the impulsive decisions but I just couldn't do it.

So I threw my head back, closed my eyes and had this out of body like experience and looked back at 2007.

And all I have to say is that I had my fair share of excitement, drama, suspense, pain like a sharp spear being thrust painfully slowly into your stomach, betrayal, scares and threats, twists and turns, unexpected developments, much awaited and much longed for opportunities, farewells both good and bad, mistakes both terrible and silly, tragedy, heartbreak, victories, accomplishments, long lasting life giving life support system like friends and constant, consistent change in 2007.

And truth be told, 2007 treated me well.

But I am still like this flowing stream. I have passed through many rocky patches, down breathtaking mountain slopes, through beautiful villages and yet my river is nowhere in sight.

Not yet.

I guess I will just have to keep flowing.