A drawing down of blinds

A drawing down of blinds

As another year, comes to an end right at its beginning, another notable play comes to its end and is at its drawing of blinds. 

I say notable, because this year, which seemed to have passed in such less time, has given me so much. This year, this play, i really can't classify it into a genre. I can't say it was a comedy, a tragedy, a fiction or something. Oh, but I can say. It was one with adventure. A really diverse adventure.

When I look back and think of this play, I recollect victory, joy, novelty, excitement and sorrow. Well, maybe, these are the contents of every play, but victory is a genre I had not seen in years. It felt good.

Right from turning 16 to becoming an amateur photographer, to a regular blogger and a decent poet, an orator and a quizzer, and becoming the quiz captain, through valleys and over mountains, to places unseen before and things unexperienced before, this year has shown me all of it.

Winning k-circle, getting noticed, winning landmark and eagles' fest, winning city finals it all tasted of victory.

Losing people and gaining new ones, leaving old ones and gaining new ones, improved relations and decreased fights have all been a part. Every play gives us something new, and thus, this play called 'Year 2013' has moulded me into this new person who would not be recognised by his former self. 

And all the other incidents, big and small, filled light and made this play bright, after all, the minute details make the master piece.

And as this play slowly closes behind the drawing blinds with every new day, all I have for it is gratitude to have shown me such a different, novel, memory-filled play which I will remember for many years to come, and maybe then, I'll watch this play again and applaud it for it would still be a marvellous one