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26th December! Boxing Day - aptly named I think - needed to box my self to reality literally given how late I got up for work today.

So it's that time of the year when the proverbial musings and castles in the air are created for the new year. It's just nature of things this time of the year when spiritually one turns inwards.  I dunno what to do honestly, sort of tired year after year hoping , wishing and wanting a new start. Tired because its an exercise on futility - like a cast of a die before casting one can only wish for a good outcome- you cannot will it definitely. 

But maybe in all this wishing and wanting and hoping lies the core of human frailities....