Resolutions 2012: The changing world

2012: when the world is touted to end, I know mine would. I know mine would: as the world I know it. I know perhaps even yours would.
The earth jogs a marathon of sorts around the sun, and we continue repeating the same monotony. Eat. Sleep. Work. Repeat.
So this 2012 I will ensure that the world as I’ve experienced would change. I would make it change. Brick by brick.

Brick 1: Time to give up on Bad habits.
Bad habits of listening a lot. Bad habits of understanding. Bad habit of being understanding to the extent that I get taken for granted. Once. Once more. All the time

Brick 2: Better be sorry, than be safe.
A lot of apprehensions held, a lot of emotions suppressed. A lot hidden behind the smile. That would go. Am a mere mortal, am allowed to make mistakes. And er I shall. I’d rather be sorry, than play safe.

Brick 3: Eat
Well, eating healthy hasn’t helped. Nor has workout in whatever little form I can. Honestly time is a bitch measurement. There’s as much for everybody, but none to spare for either. So I wouldn’t waste mine. I’d eat what I get, work hard in whatever manner I can.

Brick 4: A Journey in another direction
This brick is my favourite, a journey within myself. No I won’t try to crawl into my butt hole. I would head out for a journey at every possible juncture.
A lot outside and even more on the inside. Yes I hate being a tourist, I hate being branded into a convenient term. Be it a biker, a blogger or anything else. I always try to learn new things. Perhaps that’s why I know the wicked art of spin. Be it the cricket ball, or the turntable. But I have learnt a better ability. The ability to forget. So let me look within, try and re do all the bits I’ve forgot

Brick 5: Humiliate people
Be careful in what you ask from me. Be careful, cause you’ve been warned. Every month, I will spend one day humiliating people. To an extent that perhaps you will hate me. You ill treat me, you face the wrath. You ill treat my brethren, you face my wrath. You cut my lane, I slit your throat. You diss us, I burn you up in torturous painful flames.

Brick 6: Create more
I have this tendency to write stuff which mean different things to different people. Like this prose, or my last tweet “Die in love, or live in hate” Read it once, and you get the factual meaning.
Read it again, and you would get its virtual meaning,
Read it again, and may be its practical meaning
Read it again, and you’d perhaps get the actual meaning. And may be again to find its substantial meaning.
The problem isn’t the word, the problem is YOU. Who at times read it just once, and assume, apprehend. Be warned, you wouldn’t be spared! I could hurl the brick 5 at you too.

That asides, welcome 2012
Ps: read it again
Pps: fuck you if you don’t!