It’s That Time of the Year Again

It’s that time of the year again.

It’s December. It’s Christmas. It’s the New Year.

The other day I heard someone saying that December is a mood. Sure, it is. It’s a mood which constantly makes me feel that everyone in the world is much happier than I would ever be. It’s a mood where people around me are generally planning vacations and I would still be in the middle of my everyday chores. Assignments, college, laundry, job etc. etc.

English films and various other pop culture references have made new years and Christmas a thing for most of us. People often come up to me and ask about my new year plans and I don’t really know what to say. While growing up, I spent my new year’s eve watching random award shows on TV with my brother while everyone at home slept at their usual time.

After joining college, New Year’s Eve for everyone else was all about drinking and forgetting all the worries. But neither I drink, nor do I forget my worries. So while everyone will be giggling and dancing their way to a new year, I will be sitting in a corner thinking that how are they doing this. How are they so happy and I am not.

Now that it’s that time of the year again, I am already anxious about people calling me a bore. People asking me to come to some random party to chill and getting disappointed to hear a ‘no’.

But the thing is that I like quiet. I would prefer going to sleep at eleven than partying all night. I would prefer having dinner with my loved ones than going to a party full of acquaintances and socializing.

I would any day prefer new years to be a normal day where there isn’t so much pressure to be happy.