Something happened to me last week .It was yet another rough day at work and I was trying to do some more crunchy analysis before the night set in.As usual my fickle mind wandered and I set about thinking about everything that had transpired since that grey new years day when I sat listening to the Eagles in Room 548 in New Delhi watching planes take off.
And then I thought about the remaining 3 weeks.I wasn't ready for 2007 yet.I had miles to go..I remembered cringing at a preview at the movies that said " Coming May 2007".I wasn't ready.
There was still time ...To salvage some sense,some purpose,some meaning in the year.To fall in love,be loved and love again with life with a dream with a challenge.A mental list of all that I wanted to say ,do,experience in the fleeting year.The radio interfered with my post sunset reverie and my favorite Christmas carol of 2006 blared from the box.
It was a sign.
The reason why I love this song - why its stuck in my head and refuses to stop playing even when I go to bed when I'm in the gym ..is because in its own way it mirrors the absurdity of my thought process nowdays.That wants,asks and longs for the impossible.For what sounds so good in theory but rarely happens in practice.
So I guess that sets the theme for the holidays which are just one more thing for me to get through this year.
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas - only hippopotamus will do.
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