So.. it’s another year added to the list of ‘uneventful years of my life’. And therefore like each year I must sit and daydream about superb things happening to me in the next one. Maybe I will become a travel writer, maybe I’ll magically learn how to ride bikes, maybe I will be able to do 7 pirouettes and land back gracefully, maybe I will know how to kick like Mr Miyagi teaches Daniel-San in the old Karate Kid movies, maybe this, maybe that.
And among the more do-able ( and therefore the less interesting) things which might happen to me in the next year would be..
Let’s face it. I have no idea how to ride anything (all pun intended). And I am not going to learn how to ride a bike if I can’t keep my ass on the seat for longer than 5 minutes. So, starting as soon as my friend gives me time, I shall learn how to ride a bicycle. Very ambitious, see?
By far, the most likely to happen thing on the list. I should probably read at least 10 books more than what I read this year. Which means, around 32-35 should be a good target. Also, include more Indian and vernacular authors in that.
# Get fitter.
Run. Learn kickboxing. Learn the nan-chaku. Dance with more energy. Try taking the stairs to work, at the very least. Do something. Must. Must. Must.
As much as money permits, travel. Go everywhere. Never pass up a chance to explore. And after returning write about it.
# Get a life.