JournalismPakistan.com January 3, 2015
Celebrations can be exhausting, right? I mean, how much bonhomie can you show seeing how it sucks the stamina out of you. I think Jan 2 is the dry out day and time when you start promising yourself you are going to slow down, can’t take the pace, a sort of can we stay home and not meet anybody and one more chicken kebab and I will kill if I have to hug another person sort of feeling.
Jan 1 at least is honest and you are miserable after the night before. But Jan 2 is so blah except for folks who have birthdays and stuff because it is neither here nor there. You cannot send Happy New Year whats app messages because now they are afterthought and the recipient is saying, oh, so you forgot about me, huh, now you are making up.
And then it is also the day when you break all those resolutions you made two nights ago concerning your lifestyle because get over it, you hung in there 36 hours doing the right thing now let it go and Jan 2 is ideal for it.
It is also the day when the wife discusses your conduct at the New Year you attended and the undue attention you paid to someone and no, don’t try to make up, you are funny.
This morning is perfect for you to ruefully realize how much money you spent for plonk and rubber chicken. And the company at your table.
Everyone tells everyone else that this is it, no more partying for a while, just cannot do it anymore, until someone (and there is always someone) calls and says doing that leftovers casserole thing, let’s get together and make it an early evening. The next thing you know there you are bouncing off for another ‘chicken tandoori’ evening to chat about matters of great enormity like we cannot do this every night, it is becoming too much and what’s going on, how come so and so were not at the the party and is it so important?
Then there are the smug ones who did not go out on Dec 31 and they make such a production out of it like it was the Ace of Hearts, trump away, no we just stayed home and it was so nice (not like you party hobbing rabble) just the family together, slept early (hah, look at you sleep deprived cretins, we are so smart) and got up refreshed (unlike you lot who look so beaten).
We stayed home Dec 31. Just the family. Want to hear about it.
(The writer is a Senior Editorial Advisor of Khaleej Times and the paper’s former Editor. He has also been the Editor of Gulf News, Gulf Today, Emirates Today and Bahrain Tribune)
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