We all make New Year resolutions. To improve ourselves, our surroundings. Begin with a bang, slow down mid way and probably by year end just laugh over how resolutions are meant to be broken. January's promises become December's jokes over New Year Eve's dinners. Of course, it's enjoyable. We laugh on ourselves - about how we resolved to wake up early and do yoga, complete the pending treatment at the Dentist, learn driving, be more honest, spend more time with the family, quit smoking or reduce procrastincation.
But what if we ditched the New Year's time to make such promises to ourselves. No, this isn't a self help post that will awaken your you from the shackles of your grey existence and bounce back ! Or maybe it will. It's only a thought that struck me when I reminisced over the resolutions I made and achieved, half baked. Yeah, so why choose New Year's to make resolutions. What's up with New Year's? Just because you begin the year are you bound to load it with self uplifiting moral promises. You have the whole year for it, man. Or is it the air of resolutions and promises that float around you on New Year's Eve, where there is a whole range of resolutions to choose from. Your best friend's or boyfriend/girlfriend's list. So many options, is it?
Well, I have been noticing this for two years now and have realized the futility of making New Year's resolutions. Not because they don't survive. But because when I'm celebrating and partying, who cares about waking up early for yoga, going to the Dentist for root canal, or improving my driving and so on. (I don't smoke, so that's one respite from resolutions already.) I will make a resolution when I want to. I don't feel like making it public; or maybe those self improving tips don't hit my mind when I'm partying. And since I won't make my resolutions on a December-January cusp, there won't be an obligation to fulfil and guilt to ignore them. Maybe one made some where between the year, will work better for me.
PS: Also, I read Robin Sharma say somewhere, that it takes any person about 30 days to get used to a new habit. The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari wasn't the most intriguing book I read, though. Just saying. I'm trusting you with this one, Robin !
