It dawned to me of late that during our childhood we belonged to family of our entirety.
Studies that we undertake to decorate and to delight ourselves of our dependence on individual manhood. Then we partake the journey of what we may call Maturity.
When I embarked my own course I could conclude this time itself that those memories or younger days would always be the best! I cherished them lingering in my memories. I could see the faces of the members of household and want myself pour some tears! sob..sob.. :'(
Festivals brings us home. Christmas time make us prayed together and feast together. A wish was always prayed upon and were indeed blessed by the almighty. Fun, foods, frolics etc. which sounds us together in practice. Music and dance which knew our rhythm beat us. Drinks that want to make us crazy but have its in the way of happiness. Family does mean a lot to me.
Now, As if I'm an old chap the next thing is;
Studies made me celebrate some numbers of Christmas with friends. I knew there exist a line or two even between close friends. You may say what you may like. Friends will be friends. Limitations of numbers may help secure future because what tomorrow may bring is not known and we even heard stories of friends betraying friends like in Mel Gibson's Braveheart. I think that is why the prevention is better than cure thing is edged out on account of some very wise person may refer it in terms of friends. I'm fortunate that I could counsel this as I feel that I'm having cute little friends.
Furthermore, as I grew up and engaging self with jobs I started celebrating Christmas festivals with colleagues, maybe twice or thrice. And the feeling is entirely new and challenging. Different colleague and at different work stations. What to do? How to behave? How to talk? So many questions which exposes me so young! (young heart, young blood Hmmn..I started feeling it now!)
Duty calls and duty done. Holidays come. The 'S' in Holidays are much shorter. Fun in people are needed to be beaten out with creativity because 'forced participation' is meaningless. The 'who cares?, I'm gonna take my clothes off and dance to the moon' attitude is a little farther with colleague as compared to family and friends. Hence, it remains a challenge celebrating Christmas with colleagues. Future embraces a promise of more Christmas with colleagues if the almighty blesses job and life for more Christmas. Nothing to complain or worry about it. Optimism (the word that is very common in this blog http://pumama.blogspot.in ) makes sense and can turn the tide.
The message of Christmas is Love. Love is patience. Love is Kind. Love is Language-less. Love has no barrier. Now Christmas for me is to extend and spread my share of love to my colleagues. Family and Friends have it in the past. Love is now a Present for the present. ( I talked if I am full of Love)
Merry Christmas to you. Dear Friend.
