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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Yuletide Yield


 


Dear Diary

It was four o'clock in the morning. I was sitting in my room alone, using the laptop... somewhat frustrated at the failure to upload some pictures. My bedroom door was ajar as the night was chilly and I did not require the air-conditioning. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a flickering glow somewhere outside of my room - the kind of glow cast by a tiny penlight, and for a moment I thought someone was in the kitchen. I left the comfort of my cushioned seat, walked towards the glow boldly, and realized that it was merely a reflection upon some glass surface in the kitchen. Curious, I lifted my head and found its source - the fiercely beauteous, eerily-bright Full Moon sat upon my windowsill, glaring back at me.

I was dumbstruck at the moment - by awe, perhaps. I have always thought the Moon to be exceedingly, unbelievably lovely... Tonight, Her beauty just took my breath away.


It is already mid-December and I am not feeling the Christmas ambience, albeit the gorgeous Christmas decorations adorning the city this year. I love the silver and purple themes, by the way. Enchanting.

Usually at this time of year, the yearly routine of booking holiday trips, running from malls to malls, queuing up at gift-wrapping counters, organizing dinners and baking would ensue. This year, however, my busy work routine has overshadowed these activities.  My dinners are replaced by appointments.  Come January, I should have more empty slots on the calendars.

Ok. Not too bad, really. I still managed to squeeze time to buy gifts for my family and closest pals, pass them the gifts, attended a couple of parties, bought a couple of dresses, and plan a couple of short get-aways from city's bustling, cacophonic life.

Left: gray dress with black details hanging over it, like Indian sari. Right:black dress with a shawl-like drape instead of sleeves.


My emotions are in a turmoil. But at least by now, I know all the answers I want to know. Clarity, like water, beams at me through your slicing words; depth, like sands, would bury my foolishness. I seldom post songs... but here are a couple that I shall round my emotional year off. Start afresh, like mint.

I am excited at what the brand new year will bring.  Here's wishing you a very Merry Yuletide holiday season....










Lyrics | Jewel lyrics - Foolish Games lyrics


Lyrics | Corrs lyrics - Only When I Sleep lyrics