To be honest, I don't really care about New Year.
To me, it is just an arbitrary moment in time or if you must, an arbitrary moment in space. It is a point chosen a few hundreds of years ago. That chosen moment by chance made tomorrow the first day in of the year, or a new decade (depending on your definition).It is a tool to determine the season, if nothing else, so that our forefathers can decide when to plant their crops. It is for your day-to-day use. Important tool nonetheless.
Nothing special, unlike the Hijrah calendar.
But I remember 1979, mainly because of this song.
Wonderful melody, wonderful singing, but it was the lyrics that caught my attention.
It is a poignant lyric.
It's the end of a decade
In another ten years time
who can say what we'll find
what lies waiting down the line
in the end of eighty nine
'79 was such a wonderful year, but who knew then what was waiting for us in '89. I know now of course. In hindsight, as we had passed that moment in space.
But do we know what lies waiting down in the line, at the end of '19?
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