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MUSINGS
New Year
Resolutions By Daniel F. de Souza
MAKING new year resolutions ain't my forte, and if by
chance I make a resolution or two, I hardly succeed in honouring
them. But I would rather make a few commitments to myself on a
day-to-day basis and see that I fulfill them in totality, no matter
how I go about it. But then, making new year resolutions is the in
thing today. And making new year resolutions for the new millennium
is an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I just didn't wish this
opportunity to slip away. And perhaps, this could be the sole reason
that I gave a serious thought for making a few new year resolutions
for myself.
Just for a
change, in the new millennium I thought I should begin the year on a
different note and live by the resolutions I make. But, somewhere
deep inside me I knew that the trouble I take in making the
resolutions may not be worthwhile if I am not able to keep up the
resolutions. But then again, taking shelter under the age-old maxim
"A job well begun is half done" I decided to give it a serious try.
And just to keep a record, I took a blank paper and a pen and sat
down to note down my intended resolutions and I began scrawling them
serially.
Top on the list
of my resolutions was 1) Never leave a job incomplete or undone for
tomorrow. (For tomorrow never comes) 2) Call it a day at least by
11.00 p.m. in the night and begin the day early, at least by 5.00
a.m. in the morning. ("Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man
healthy, wealthy and wise" and believe me I need all the three
assets very badly in the new millennium). 3) Make sufficient time
for recreation and games, and for exercise too ("All work and no
play makes Jack a dull boy").
I was about to
jot down the next resolution when my better half appeared in front
of me and asked, "So, what is it that keeps you so very busy today?
I wish you could lend me a helping hand…" But I cut her short by
answering, "I am engrossed in making my resolutions for the new year
and this time I am putting them down in black and white."
"Oh no, not
again! I have had enough of your new year resolutions for the last
seven years, or is it eight years? For heavens sake, please don't
waste your precious time making those meaningless resolutions, which
you very well know you will not keep. Have you anytime in the past
been serious about your new year resolutions? Believe me, they are
not meant for people like you," my wife blurted, throwing in a
mocking look for effect.
"Come on, honey,
you don't have to sound so sarcastic. Instead you could help me
frame a couple of worthy new year resolutions and thereafter also
ensure that I keep them in letter and spirit. Perhaps, you could
even act as a proper watchdog to prevent me from straying away from
my resolutions."
"Watchdog, my
foot! Do you remember the resolutions you had made to yourself last
year?"
"Oh, yes, honey.
I do remember them. I had resolved to give you much more time than I
presently do and curtail my time on the internet, so on and so
forth..." I replied meekly.
"But what is the
point, even before the sun could set on the new year's day you
fcomot all about your resolutions. So, why make resolutions which
can't be kept in letter and spirit?"
"That's alright,
my love. You don't have to blow hot and cold over such a trivial
matter. Neither do you have to be so serious about it. After all
resolutions are meant to be broken and it's no known offence under
the prevailing law."
The phone rang
to punctuate our little debate. I reached for the receiver, leaving
the paper, containing my precious resolutions, on the table. Having
attended the phone, after ten minutes, I returned to my table, only
to find my little daughter Bernice deeply occupied in some activity
with her wax crayons.
"What are you
doing my sweety pie?" I asked her, bending down to see what she was
up to. She flashed a naughty little grin at me and said, "It's
Christmas time and I am drawing a picture of Santa Claus. Do you
want to see it, Dada?"
When I peeped to
see what Bernice was up to, I was stunned to see that the thick
crayon lines had messed up the resolutions I had put down in black
and white. The crazy, coloured lines crossed each other like the
ones drawn to keep the cockroaches at bay in the kitchen. There was
neither any trace nor resemblance to Santa Claus in Bernice's work
of art.
"Where did you
get this paper from?" I asked her rather sternly, putting in a great
effort to sound serious. She giggled and pointed her finger towards
her Mama. And her Mama in turn pretended to be engrossed in her work
as though nothing had happened. Little did my innocent darling know
the extent of damage she had inflicted on my intentions.
And so there I
was back to square one, the only difference was, my resolutions for
the new year and the new millennium were not broken but they were
painted in all shades of red and pink. I turned to my little naughty
girl with desperation and released a sigh... If only you had known
the damage you have done! From the corner of my eye I could see my
better half smiling to herself for engineering this great mischief.
Her charming smile melted my anger together with my new year
resolutions, just the way the sun's rays melt a piece of ice.
Looking out of the window I firmly resolved never to make any more
new year resolutions nor any resolutions for the new millennium, at
least not in black and white!
Sincerely yours, Daniel F. de
Souza
Daniel F de
Souza is a regular free-lance
writer for most of the dailies in Goa. He is a regular
contributor to the Konkani publications, particularly
"Gulab". |