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Monday 31 December 2018

HAPPY NEW YEAR


The feeling of new, the air filled with unusual freshness, happiness on the faces of folks, the joy of being alive. Good food, drinks in their variety, eye candy decoration, music, smoke from the barbecue, loud laughs, few fake smiles, wonderful conversations and few other chastising one; these all happening at once is my environment every new year. Maybe too recurring but we all look forward to it, we happily want to experience the same old event. It brings the entire fam together to have a good time and as my grandpa would always say "to enjoy God through each other."
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A new day, of a new month and of a new year. It stirs a joy within, you are just happy even if all ain't going well, there is an urge to enjoy the moment, count your blessings, sip or gulp your drink, dance to good music and sometimes; act the fool, which is usually my top activity on the to-do list.

There is a usual sense of abundance in the gathering, abundance of food, drinks, music, love even when it's being feigned and permission; on new years; we youngsters and young adults have an unusual permission, a freedom to do whatever, you can drink alcohol if you want to, no one gives a fuck, no one is watching, even when caught; it is unseen by the seer (does this make sense?) - LOL! No monitoring spirit, no gauge of fun and no judgmental vibe around, even at its slightest. It is the one day you can do just about ANYTHING. This, however, with a reasonable level of trust, these don't change the fact that my piety grandpa and spirikoko grandma won't hesitate to drag you in the mud if your fun is getting outrageous, as an individual; you re expected to recognize that the one day of fun will end and you are left with the rest of the year to answer to your actions. No one wants that baggage, just one act of one day for 364 days of torture. Hell No. 

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