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New Year- A New Beginning?



It is yet another evening of a great Friday. The boys not far off from the streets can be seen playing cricket as they end another great winter holiday set forth in high spirits. As we draw close to another year, not very far off sight, there is a lot hope, a lot of dreams, a lot of aspirations for a better world, a better future and indeed a better reality. For some of us who have graduated from university, we are filled with hopes for better opportunities that may come pass our way, for some it is to finally finish off with university, while for yet another dime of the crowd, it is to discover what we truly like or are interested in, as we have just immersed our feet into the corporate world.

Underlying all these situations and circumstances, is the constant and relentless struggle as we make haste with the reality that we have unhesitatingly come to subscribe to. The outbreak, in it's 3rd phase has made yet another comeback, laws and restrictions have unwittingly been reimposed to a lesser extent as people have grown in extreme hatred of the disease now rechristened to 'Omicron', and a vast array of citizens and businessmen lay stoked to what the future lies in store for them and their families.

Despite all of these struggles that characterize the prolonged uncertainty we have come to accept as a part and parcel of our lives, our dreams and aspirations for the 'New Year' remain undeterred and foreseeable in the face of it. We are hopeful and wistful that the 'New Year' brings along with it, one in a many miracles that would in a way bring an end to the 'long-lasting struggle' characterizing the 'endless pandemic', we are hopeful that the future ahead of us is bright and filled with certainty. And finally, we are hopeful that we could live together as brothers and sisters in communal harmony with the common humanity that binds us all together on this planet.

All of this and end number of wishes and resolutions is what characterizes the spirit of this 'brand New Year' that calls forth all people, all nations, all civilizations and all generations as they lay the foundation stone for yet another new year of possibilities, of new innovations, of new discoveries, of new ways of living and coming together to discover the true meaning and essence of our lives and mark a new beginning!

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