The Year That Was

The whirring sound of the jet engine signals take off. At last. After a long wait. And the relief, and comfort of knowing home is just a while away as the plane takes off into the night.

The year is a forgettable one. Too many what ifs. Too many wrong turns. Too many blessings that are not apparent. Too many half-successes. Too many attempts. Too many roadblocks.

There is a silver lining though, a quiet year for rest. This is the first year I got sick for a long time, putting away those attempts, and creating roadblocks I cannot manoeuvre.

This is a standstill year. And I need to get over it.

I need answers. And I'll get those answers. And I will enter battles after battles just to find answers. Even if I don't get any answers, at least there will be blood, and there will be parties who would pay for it.

But no, there will be no open warfare. I prefer subtle wars. Of turning around. Of making a legion. Of alliances and being closer to the enemies. Of vision, and mission.

This is the time to build on personal accomplishments of 2010. To quickly regroup and strike.