As another eventful year comes to an end,
There are innumerous things I wish I could mend,
Couple of situations I want to rewind,
Few answers I regret I couldn't find.
360 days when I didn't thank God for His kindness,
And mere 4 days when I prayed to him out of selfishness,
Few mornings when I woke up to praise the sun shining,
Rather more such morns when I dragged outta bed,
Seldom were the days when I regarded
others' sorrow above my laments,
& even fewer the days when I thanked my parents,
Never on a winter eve did I think
of the unfortunate as I put on my fur jacket,
& hardly a day when I thought of the handicapped
as I held my tennis racket.
But as the approaching new year stretches out to me,
I firmly hold its hand with new zeal and glee,
'coz what I'd missed last year due to life's mess,
I wouldn't this time so there's more of joy
and regrets less.
- Pratidhi Chowdhury