It Made My January

January, it ends today. The first month of the new year has come to a pass-by. Did it bring joys to you? Was it different by any means? Was it wonderful or exhilarating? Was it achieving and accomplishing? Was it rejoicing?

Think for a moment of your month's end, before I tell you how it passed for me.

Close your eyes and think for a moment.

Welcome back, let's begin.

Like any new year, 2016 also started the same way for me- thinking and pondering on matters of development, and resolving to inculcate it in our lives. However, I did not take any resolutions, simply for the fact that it seemed pointless to take a resolution and not get up to work on it. But somewhere deep within there was this voice that said, "2016, I won't let you pass by so easily." And it still says, with the same shout.

The first forth-night passed in irregular jogging and exercises, eating less rice and walking more miles. I took to writing once in a while, and thought of many a things to do. But somehow, things turned the course of happenings. I started to blog on a regular note, it was just a once in a while write-up that followed with another one next day and yet another the following day. Needless to say it became a routine to blog daily, and readers awaited my blog. I just happened to look up the details of the people following the blogs, and stretching across India, it went to Nepal, US, UK, Netherlands, Germany and a few other countries as well. I felt delighted. In the meanwhile my blog page also crossed it's 5,000 page-views milestone, yet another thing to cherish and live out loud, with happiness.

Happiness, it me to the next thing- The setting Sun. I just realised this January, that this month hosts a beautiful sunset- big, round and red, everyday. When I walked back to my hostel room at 4:50 p.m the big ball like sun glowed on the window panes facing west. Like an artist's canvas, each day with a different setting, yet beautiful and mesmerizing. The beauty of it didn't let me miss any sunset. I witnessed each sunset, and smiled at the reflecting window panes. It takes away the day's tiredness, trust me.

Talking of sunset, I however also missed one thing- The Winter Line. The winter line is one mesmerizing scene to witness, when the horizon turns into a streak of orange, red and blue. It is witnessed at sundown only from Mussoorie and Switzerland between October to January. I was just 30KMS away, but yet infinitely far. I still have hopes to witness it someday and capture it in my lens. However, talking of Mussoorie, the city hasn't disappointed by any means. One evening it gave me the opportunity to witness it in a mountain-full of glittering lights- while, yellow and fluorescent- like stars twinkling just at an arm's reach.

Next, my most dear friend got his debut novel published and amidst disputes cancelled his contract from his publisher. In between, a few friends ordered and received the book. While he plans to get the book published again in a new jacket, I feel lucky to have a copy of the original draft.

Last, January ends today, with the first marriage feast and a Sunday. If I talk about a memory that I would take with the passing day, it would be buying a Bhagwad Gita, from a foreign lady, whom I saw waving copies of the book in the Paltan Bazaar. She was in saffrons, and had a tilak on her forehead. I though had a copy of the book but her selling a religious book on the streets with a satchel around her shoulder, where others preferred selling pajamas, artificial jewellery, and other stuff- appealed me to buy a copy.

"You're not selling this for profit, then why?" I asked her.
"This book brings liberations from all doubts and disbeliefs. Those who are confused find a way through this, I am selling to awaken the sleeping souls, to direct people towards their goal." She answered with simplicity, smiling warmly.

It made my January!