New Year’s Day 2025 – A Message

“I long to give myself a fair shot at my responsibilities, but they must wait for another year, another time” – now is that YEAR, and now is that TIME. The words I wrote so long ago must be taken seriously at last. Might this be finally the time that I wake up from the deep slumber I have found myself so unconscionably in? I wrote painstakingly so long ago – “Might another person named Mohul have made me proud?”

Now is the time to wake up and deliver upon the promises I have made all my life and held within myself. Now is also the time to be responsible for once, and start living a life of action, of balance, of temperance, of joyful acceptance, of unending brightness and finally be answerable to the chains that beheld me to the men who have always viewed me as an extension of their failed dreams.

A new year is akin to a blank canvas, and one must take exceeding care to ensure that it is made impressionable with the desires that one’s heart seeks and the accomplishments one’s soul preys on. Now is as good a time as any to live up to the standards that have engaged me in their captivity and reduced me from being the king of my realm to a mere pawn in this vicious game of Life. Happy New Year!


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Mohul Bhowmick

Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.


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