It had to happen. It finally happened. I mean, we all tried to guard against it. We strived to stop it, but it had to happen, and it did. Damn it, we’ve reached December! Not just December, we’ve reached mid-December. The year is a fortnight away from becoming extinct. Please don’t look at me. I’m in the same boat as you, (apologise for this reference for those in Chennai).
December going into January is one thing, but how did January become December so quickly? What happened to 2023? Who stole it? How’d it disappear so quickly without anyone noticing? Frankly, some months like June or July, I can’t remember at all. I looked at random dates, like March 17 or June 22, can’t remember a thing . Then I looked at famous dates like January 26 and August 15, again other than the minor inconvenience of both being dry days, nothing. Nope, can’t recall a second of any day. Who is to blame for this? The Government? Alzheimer’s? Modern society? Mr Sharma on the fifth floor, ‘B’ wing? People who are looking toward this column for answers about the universe, need to complain to the editor as soon as possible.
In the meantime, I have my own problems to deal with. The year has run away at such a frantic pace, I’m still to cover my first task of the year, that was planned back in January 2023.. I promised the wife, that we’d organise an exhibition of her art works, and I may have added, thanks to the effects of Alcohol coupled with painkillers, (both started only after marriage), that we’d do this exhibition on a large scale. I’m not sure why I mentioned the phrase ‘large scale’, because I’m one of those people who has absolutely no idea what ‘large scale’ means.
